Rebellion

Dedication

After having taken a break from The Incubi Series, new inspiration filled me. I spent a lot of time playing with the storyline and came to one conclusion, The Incubi Series needs to be a standalone, and it was then that it became Rebellion.

The characters will stay the same as well as the storyline. The only change is the title and it will be one book, not many.

I want to thank everyone who had supported me when I announced I was taking a step back. As many of you know, Paranormal Romance is not a genre I had written before nor have I really read many of the genres.

I truly hope I have fulfilled my promise of making it better than before and that the wait was worth it.

Now I would like to introduce you to Nate, Lindsey, Sam, Lilu, and many others. They banned together in the hopes of bringing the Elders to their knees. Won’t you join them?

~Angela

Rebellion Playlist

Seeing Angels: Billy Burke

Learning To Live Again: Garth Brooks

Crash and Burn: Savage Garden

Demons: Imagine Dragons

7: Prince

(Everything I do) I do it for you: Bryan Adams

Can’t Help Falling In Love with You: Elvis

You Mean the World to Me: Toni Braxton

The Rose: Bette Midler

Stay: Shakespeare’s Sister

Gotta Be Somebody: Nickleback

Somewhere I belong: Linkin Park

Never Surrender: Skillet

What I’ve Done: Linkin Park

The Heart Wants What it Wants: Selena Gomez

In Christianity

The Rose

Medieval Christians identified the five petals of the rose with the five wounds of Christ. Roses also later came to be associated with the Virgin Mary. The red rose was eventually adopted as a symbol of the blood of the Christian martyrs. A bouquet of red roses, often used to show love, is used as a Valentine's Day gift in many countries.

On St George's Day in Catalonia, people offer dark red roses as gifts, especially between lovers. The Virolai, a hymn to the Virgin of Montserrat, one of the black Madonna’s of Europe, begins with the words: Rosa d’abril, Morena de la serra... (April Rose, dusky lady of the mountain chain...). Therefore, this virgin is sometimes known as Rosa d’abril. The red rose is thus widely accepted as an unofficial symbol of Catalonia.

Roses are occasionally the basis of design for rose windows, comprising five or ten segments (the five petals and five sepals of a rose) or multiples thereof, though most Gothic rose windows are much more elaborate. 

-Source, Wikipedia

In Contemporary Christianity

The Cross

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In contemporary Christianity, the cross is a symbol of the atonement and reminds Christians of God's love in sacrificing his own son for humanity. It represents Jesus' victory over sin and death, since it is believed that through his death and resurrection he conquered death itself. See Colossians 2:15, Having disarmed the powers and authorities, he made a public spectacle of them, triumphing over them by the cross.

Christian crosses at a joint service for the Week of Prayer for Christian Unity.

Roman Catholics, Eastern Orthodox, Oriental Orthodox, members of the major branches of Lutheranism, some Anglicans, and other Christians often make the Sign of the Cross upon themselves. This was already a common Christian practice in the time of Tertullian.

The Feast of the Cross is an important Christian feast. One of the twelve Great Feasts in Eastern Orthodoxy is the Exaltation of the Cross on September 14, which commemorates the consecration of the basilica on the site where the original cross of Jesus was reportedly discovered in 326 by Helena of Constantinople, mother of Constantine the Great. The Catholic Church celebrates the feast on the same day and under the same name (In Exaltatione Sanctae Crucis), though in English it has been called the feast of the Triumph of the Cross.

Roman Catholic, Eastern Orthodox and Anglican bishops place a cross before their name when signing a document. A Latin cross [†] may also be placed before the name of a departed Christian when their name appears in print.

-Source, Wikipedia

Introduction

An incubus is a demon in male form that, according to a number of mythological and legendary traditions, lies upon sleepers, especially women, in order to have sexual intercourse with them.

An incubus may pursue sexual relations with a woman in order to father a child. Religious tradition holds that repeated intercourse with an incubus or succubus may result in the deterioration of health, or even death.

In 2400 B.C. Mesopotamia, on the Sumerian King List, it is said that this is the first mention of an Incubus, where the hero Gilgamesh's father is listed as Lilu. The demon, Lilu, had been accused of being an Incubus.

There are many stories associated with the Incubus and Succubus of ancient times. Many are true, but many more are false.

For Nate Sanders, a rebellious Incubus cast out of his own world to spend eternity on Earth, along with many others, knows the truth, and fights it every day.

They say that when Nate was created, it was the rebellion in the making. Nate hated the rules the Elders had made law; go to Earth, lay with an unknowing woman, impregnate her, and then leave.

It was unthinkable to do this to a woman. Even a demon had his limits. The whole purpose in this was demons have always wanted to rule Earth. It was their ultimate plan. Lucifer created demons, therefore, demons wanted to humiliate God and rule. In order to do this, they needed domination over the Earth.

Many other Incubi rebelled after Nate, even many Succubi, the female species of the Incubi world, joined the numbers. All were banished to Earth.

As Incubi are shape-shifters, they were forced to live and look like all other Earth inhabitants. There was one rule; never fall in love with a human. If they did, the Elders will put the human to death, for the banished Incubi were not allowed a happy existence.

Therefore, it was the beginning of the rebellion. For all the banished Incubi wanted was the right to live their lives as they chose; the freedom to live, to love, and to be happy without fear of retaliation.

There was just one thing the Incubi Elders failed to think of. The hand of God created Lucifer, the hand of Lucifer created demons. Therefore, Incubi were the work of God, and if given the chance, they would serve God well.

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Nate

Chapter One

Nate

Can this day get any fuckin’ worse? Nate snarled aloud as he left the bar. It was hard enough hiding the fact that he was an Incubus from the world, but now he has to fight the women off with a stick, as he no longer followed the old laws.

Nate Sanders, his Earth name, is a normal looking man. When an Incubus shape shifts, they change into what is truly on the inside. He had brown hair, a firm solid build, and a ruggedly handsome face. He also had a fascination with tattoos, especially red roses.

‘I am so fuckin’ tired of this life,’ he thought. However, for Nate, life would never end, for he was banished to Earth because he didn’t want to follow the rules.

The rules for an Incubus were simple: find an Earth woman, impregnate her, and leave her. By doing this, one day, the whole of the Incubi population would rule Earth, simple yes, but not for Nate.

Nate had been created different. The day he came to be was the beginning of a rebellion in the making; for Nate did not believe in the old ways. Women were meant to be loved and cherished, not used and then thrown away. Many had fought the old ways and, they too, were banished to Earth as well.

So, here he stood outside a rundown building on the wrong side of town, swearing that he would never go back to that bar again, but knew that he would. That bar was his only connection to the one thing he could not have, love. When he was banished, he was told that if he ever dared to love an Earth woman, she would be put to death. Yet there was one woman that made him want to test that theory. He didn’t even know her name, but could feel her all the same.

He had a burning desire, deep in his very being, every time he saw her, hell, anytime he thought of her. Even now, he could feel the heat, the want, the need building inside of him.

Every day as he walked to work, he would see her outside her apartment. It always seemed like she was waiting for something, something she was afraid of, something she couldn’t have.

The moment they would make eye contact, she would suck in a lung full of air, jump, and rush back inside. ‘My God, she is beautiful’, he thought. She had a beautiful body, with long flowing brown hair and deep, soul sucking chocolate eyes. He shivered as the image of her over took him.

He could see she was shy, yet he wasn’t sure why. With her looks, she could have her pick of any guy around. Why did he have the feeling that he was the one she wanted?

As he stood there, outside her building, he made a decision. To hell with the consequences, tomorrow I will talk to her, he said aloud. ‘I’ve been alone for far too long,’ he added silently. Having made the decision, he went home.

‘A cold shower and bed, that’s what I need,’ he thought as he let himself into his house. When he emerged from the shower thirty minutes later, he had found it was useless. His desires for the unknown girl proved too much, and try as the cold water might, it just could not rid him of how much he wanted her, no, needed her. As he lay in bed before drifting asleep, he knew that no matter what, he would have her.

Chapter Two

Melody

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Life is shit! Melody spat out as she sat on the top step of her apartment. Her parents were divorcing because of her cheating father and her friends all seemed to have disappeared when she needed a friend the most. The only one constant in her life was the mysterious stranger that walked past her apartment each morning and night. She could only guess he was going to and from work. ‘What would a guy like that want with someone like me?’ she thought. He was beautiful. She, on the other hand was plain, boring even. Dull brown hair, stick figure, and her eyes always looked sad and tired.

This man, who has captured her attention, was not going to take a second look at her. He was tall, with a well-built body, brown hair, and captivating brown eyes. Eyes that said he had a secret. The tattoos that he showed drove her crazy. On one arm, he had a beautiful red rose. As her own tattoos would show, she too loved the red rose. She believed they held meaning, the meaning of love, for without love, life would not be worth living.

As she sat there, waiting for him to walk by, she could feed her need, her desire for him growing, burning deep inside. She shook her head. ‘Wake up Melody,’ she thought. ‘What in the hell makes you think he will ever talk to you? On top of that, you are too damn shy to do anything yourself.’ She cursed herself. Damn it to hell! she muttered.

Excuse me? a mysterious male voice questioned.

Melody froze. She had been looking at the step for the last five minutes and didn’t notice someone had walked up to her. She slowly lifted her head to see the voice’s owner. ‘Oh my God, it’s him!’ she screamed silently. She wanted to panic, to run. She forced herself to respond. May I help you? she asked in a shaky voice.

The man smiled. You sounded upset, he said shrugging. Is there anything I can help you with?

Her heart was pounding and she could feel the blood drain from her face. No...no, everything is fine, she replied, Thank you for asking.

He still stood there, smiling. ‘What more could he want from me?’ she wondered. He extended his hand. I’m Nate, he introduced himself, You are?

She tried to compose herself. She accepted his hand, and oh my God, the fire that ignited between them. ‘If only it wasn’t one sided,’ she thought. I’m Melody, she responded, It’s nice to meet you.  Their eyes locked. She could almost believe she saw his darken with desire.

He held her hand a little longer than was necessary before he released her, yet he held her eyes. Try as she might, she could not look away.

Still smiling, he says, It is nice to meet you too, Melody.

She nodded, as she had no idea what to say next and she didn’t want to look like a fool. However, the silence was getting to her and she wanted, no needed, to hear his voice again.

Are you on your way to work? she inquired.

His smile brightened. Yes, he chuckled, I’m on my way to work. He ran his hand through his hair. Are you headed off for work as well?

She nodded. Yes, she said looking at her wristwatch, and I must be going. It really was nice meeting you, Nate. She loved the sound of his name on her lips.

He stepped a little closer and dropped his voice a notch, You too, Melody, he responded as he reached for her hand.

As Melody’s body heated at his touch, he brought her hand to his mouth. Having brushed his lips across her knuckles, he whispered, Can I see you again?

Her breath caught. ‘He wants to see me again?’ she thought as fear and panic set in.

I... I don’t know, she managed to say. Why? 

He laughed. I would like to get to know you better, he answered and raised a brow. Would you allow me the honor?

She bit her lip. She couldn’t think straight when he looked at her like that, like he wanted her, all the while still holding onto her hand. 

I don’t know if that is a good idea, she mumbled, feeling unsure.

Again, he took a step closer. I think it is a great idea, he claimed as he massaged her hand with his thumb. Let me see you tonight?

She nodded. She couldn’t fight this kind of pull, this kind of heat. ‘What would it hurt to see where it would go?’ she asked herself, ‘Me, it would hurt me. No man has ever showed interest in her before, except, no, I won’t think about that.’

Fine, tonight, she heard herself agreeing and tried to smile.

He lifted her hand once more to his lips, and kissed her. Tonight, he said, I will pick you up here at eight. Will that be ok?

Yes, she answered, That sounds fine. She looked at her hand, still in his, then back to his face. I really must go.

He released her and stepped back. Once he had, she missed his warmth. ‘How will I ever