You Rebel Scum Novels & Stories

Zayne snarled, gripping the hilt of the dagger like it was Pyro's neck he was squeezing. "The rebels aren't a group of sane men, Zayne. We're all mad. Only a madman can stand against the parliamentarians." Pyro chuckled, but it was more psychotic than humorous. "To join the rebels, you must be mad, and what other way to show your madness than to hurt your mate and the moon child. Just one swipe to the dagger, and you'll be part of us, the rebels."

Marcus opens his mouth but closes it again, looking unsure of what to say. "Are you sure you want me to tell you?" He asks Cole as his fingernails dig into the palms of his hands. "I want to know, I want to know what's going through your head," Cole says seriously. Marcus takes a deep breath and shifts uncomfortably in the chair. "I hate myself. I cheated on you both and I let Adrian use me. I- I'm his slut," Marcus says quietly, looking away from us when he says the last part. Fuck, it hurts to see him like this. My heart's breaking. He looks so defeated. He looks so scared. Adrian's brainwashed him into thinking he's just some useless slut.

The moment I was blasted awake by nonstop phone calls, I knew I had been reborn. I smashed my phone into pieces without hesitation. In my previous life, Elijah Cook had courted disaster. He secretly embedded pirated software bought online into the security program. The security system collapsed under a virus attack, and the cryobank began to warm. He cried and begged me to save him. I knew that the cryobank had just received the last vial of sperm from a powerful heir who had become infertile. It was his final chance to have a bloodline

The same unfair kind of attractiveness that made you angry just looking at them. Except this man looked older and more refined. Grey streaks cut cleanly through dark hair, styled perfectly. His jaw was sharper somehow, his expression calmer. There was something dangerous about him too, but unlike Chris, it wasn’t cruel. His gaze moved over me carefully, taking in the ruined mascara, trembling hands, and probably the fact that I looked seconds away from either crying or murdering someone. “You’re Rebel.” His voice was deep and smooth, confident without trying too hard. I frowned immediately. “Who are you?”

On the right, three rogues tried to flank, slipping through a thinner patch of underbrush. Luna stomped her heel. The earth there heaved, roots wrenching upward like grasping hands, tangling around rogue paws and ankles. They went down in a tangle of limbs and curses. Rebel’s squad was there a瞬 later, falling on them with efficient brutality. Hot, coppery scent of blood filled the air. Her storm snarled, wanting more. She leashed it. This wasn’t about slaughter. It was about holding. Holding land.

She demanded that I give up my position as his fiancée. This time, I refused. I rebelled with a fury I had never known. After a massive fight with my parents, I set the curtains on fire, smashed five cars in our garage, and destroyed half the house. In a fit of rage, my father sent me to Macro. "Turn Seraphina into a proper lady—then she won't have to come back. If she fails, she'll never return." My world plunged into darkness. But I wasn't about to give up. I turned my fury on Macro.

he looked so sad while exploring his heart out. "But being married and being in love are two different things to understand" he looked at me with piercing eyes "I was forced to live with them because if I don't treat them well, their families will not support me and all the power will be inundated by those rebels" he stopped in the middle. "Rebels...!" I never heard he had any rivals, XiLiang was the most cooperative brother that one can have then why would he talk about a rebel? "Hmm...! Some people want to devour this country...!" I just sat guessing about who that could be when he continued.

I shivered, every inch of my body itching the longer I drove. Why was everyone leaving me? First, it was father, then mom, and now Miguel... Why wasn't anything going my fucking way? Fine then! If you won't listen or choose me while you're still breathing, then you'll listen to me when you stop fucking breathing. I promised myself, and once that was done and over with, I was going to play around with Scarlet. Scarlet should g o ahead and enjoy the freedom she had now while she could because soon, she was going to be in my shoes and I was not going to show mercy.

“Let’s find these rebels and make them wish they’d never raised a hand against the Motherhood!” A cheer reverberated through the forest, one she hoped the rebels would hear, one she hoped would leave them quaking in their boots, especially that Dick 24C. When she found him, she had something for him--something he wouldn’t forget.

Caleb introduces Rahul to everyone. "Comrades, this is Rahul Taraka. We went to the same school, he is a senior student and just recently graduated," Caleb said introducing him to the group, "This is Alpha Ulric of the Emerald Gorge pack, that one is Arnou son of Marrouk of the Avalon tribe, this little one is Aaron of the southern Coastal tribe, you have met Alina and Amelia. We lead the team going to the underworld, with us is our warriors and elders who would guide us through our journey." Caleb started.