You Rebel Scum Novels & Stories

Hanson moves forward while commanding to others, “Release her!” When no one listens, he moves to do it himself. “Hanson, stop!” His body obeys as his mind churns, his heart burns, and his eyes yearn to follow through with the task. The Alpha Female. “COME BACK TO ME!” Hanson straightens as his body obeys a call the rest of him wishes to ignore. As he comes to stand next to his new female, he watches Jezebel and pleads for forgiveness and offers false promises of freeing himself from his Alpha Female with his eyes. Jezebel closes her eyes before looking straight ahead. That was the last time she looked at him. The thin silver thread grows even weaker from the final betrayal. He was going to s

Carla stands still, watching everyone leave. "You too, Mother." An anxious and clearly angry growl echoes through the room. Sorem is wreaking havoc in Connor's mind, constantly pushing to shift and be with his mate. However, Connor is fighting to keep him at bay, causing an intense internal struggle. "I thought you were over your rebellious phase," Connor rubs his face wearily as he sits in the chair by the bed. His comment makes his mate frown. "I thought we were about to start being a normal couple, an example for the members of our pack, but this..."

"Good boy. Now you're going to meet my friends and I'd like it if you got along so please make an effort." "I will, I promise!" "So, the tall scary guy is Marcus, the ginger guy is Thomas, and the guy with tattoos is Lucas. Lucas has a permanent sub, he's called Joey. He's the only short person there so you'll know who he is." "So scary is Marcus, ginger is Thomas, tattoos is Lucas and short is Joey?" "Yes, you have to be respectful to Marcus, Lucas, and Thomas because they are dominants but you can be more relaxed around Joey. Marcus is especially strict and will want you to be perfect," Nathan tells me seriously and I nod.

I told him , with a smirk . “About what?” He asked , wrinkling his brows . “You are scared of losing this project , right?” I asked , picking the file . He relaxed back on his chair . I knew it .This will work perfectly . “What if I say I can actually make you not lose this deal?” I bend over the table a little . Placing my hands horizontally . “And how’s that MissWalker?” He asked with a hint of a grin on his face. Sometimes it feels like he already likes me enough to let me carry on with my revenge . ‘

Armored in scrap. We had walked out of the storm and into the rebellion.

He had the build of someone who’d done hard labor his entire life, all thick muscle and scarred knuckles. “We got ourselves the King’s new whore,” he said, and several other figures emerged from the shadows behind him. “Gonna have so much fun with you.” Panic clawed up my throat, and I tried to move but the constraint of the ropes couldn't let me move. "Who the hell are you? What do you want with me?" the man snarled, "We, your hughness are THE REBELS!! A group of people whom your king...your husband had ruined their life and wants nothing but revenge, to show the King hell and we will start with his new queen."

I could only emit muffled, panicked cries against his palm. Jake ignored the pure hatred in my eyes and kept talking. "On top of that, Jessica ran up millions in gambling debts with loan sharks. Brenda stole money from me just to bail her out. "Instead of being grateful, Jessica has been slandering her name. I know you think she's a good kid, but you need to see her true colors. "She'll stab her best friend in the back today. Who knows who she'll drag down with her tomorrow? You guys should watch your backs."

I didn’t have much money, and I wasn’t particularly capable. [After arriving here, the system told me that if I helped Miley take her company public, I would be allowed to go home. [I could have left much earlier, but I couldn't bear to leave you. [You were the only thing in this world I couldn't let go of. [The USB drive contains all the evidence needed to bring down Sean and Everdusk Group. [But now isn’t the time. [Dad asked Uncle Dylan to calculate everything. The best time to use it is when you’re twenty-five.

A gaze as cold as ice locked on mine, lifting a white card between us. “What is this?” I spat venomously, pressing the blade deeper against his throat, “I’m not in the mood for these games, either tell me or I kill you.” He didn’t flinch. He simply flipped the card. And my entire body stiffened, every muscle locked in place. I didn’t even blink, the cursive black letters burned into my brain since I discovered their existence. ‘In Wisdom, We Endure.’ The slogan of the Rebel’s Creed. He let the card drop and on instinct, I fall to the ground and catch it, afraid the wind might take it away. Except that gave the man time to escape, leaving me alone on the balcony.

I explained. But his look didn’t change. “I saw her too following you, Last night.” “It seems you’re misunderstanding something, Mr. Colbe.” I sighed deeply. “My wife and I had a… disagreement or more like a misunderstanding last night. I was looking for her and that woman followed forcing herself on me. She was my ex but she left. But trust me, I’m not cheating on her. Not now, not ever. My wife is amazing.” “Well, I will hold your word. Honestly speaking, I’m not really fond of hearing my business partner was a cheater. Because I am a man who loves his wife dearly,” Mr. Colbe said and patted my back.