Novel & Cerita Ahsoka Tano Lux Bonteri

“You can still take care of the baby I’m carrying.’ She spoke. ‘I can’t do that anymore if my freedom is death,’ she uttered sadly. Leia shook her head even though Emily couldn’t see it. ‘I’m sure, Emily, you won’t be dead,’ Leia was sure about it. ‘The alpha won’t let that happen; I swear. He’ll take good care of his heir together with its mother.’ ‘I hope it will, but I won’t assume, either.’ She said, not minding the last words that Leia said. WHEN Emily headed to the kitchen, she was looking for a sour and green mango, but she couldn’t find one. “Do you have mangoes? That green and sour one?” Emily asked the other servants inside the kitchen. No one answers her question. She raised a bro

I looked at the karma who was training them and nodded, silently thanking her before turning to tend to my other duties. The wolves who passed bowed their heads out of respect. I refused to allow myself to control them with fear, and I knew that this was a virtue that even Xavier used to appreciate. “Luna.” I didn't need to turn to face him for him to know that I had heard him. Hunter. “I know that you don't want to speak to me, and I know that you're angry…” he said, his voice breaking slightly. “But we need to talk.” I sighed and turned, raising an eyebrow. “Should I be honored, or are you here to make sure I haven’t escaped yet? Is there anything that the two of us are going to need to ta

Ren looked at the speaker. It was Jinx. Her avatar was a sleek, cyber-ninja construct. She wore matte-black stealth plating, a hood pulled low over a digital mask that displayed a shifting neon smiley face. Currently, the face was rolling its eyes. Twin monofilament katanas were strapped to her back. "Relax, Jinx," the second figure rumbled. "The man’s got a life." This was Tank.

He was wearing a hikitate-eboshi (black bird) hat and a gray battle surcoat. “The quartermaster is named Kosano. I believe Sasha fought him and managed to drop him overboard. He wields a pair of tonfas because he used to be martial arts police. He became corrupt and decided to give up his marshal’s star for gold. Now he runs most of the slave trade operations in the south. He’s from there and an earth Slayer. He’s dark-skinned, wears a bandana on his head and, if you look closely, you’ll find he’s missing a pinky…”

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

I assured him. “Again, can’t wait.” He sarcastically said, but I could’ve sworn there was a glint of relief in his eyes. “Enough of this gushy talk, tell me, how do you feel?” “Normal.” “Ok, good start. Come smell me.” Max asked, sticking his neck up for me. I took a whiff, sandalwood, but this time I sneezed at the smell. “Perfect. You're cured for the time being. Now let me go find a way to get rid of these urges for the beast, but not the beast’s sister.” Max began walking out mumbling something along the lines of, “can’t live with um, especially when they don’t let you kill the one thing that could ruin our clan.”

His parents died when he was young and his wife and child died in a car accident a year ago though there is still something telling me to not trust him. “Sir, Kat and her friends are at Leon’s now. It seems they are helping to remodel his home,” says Hunter. “Have soldiers keep watch over. I don’t trust him.” “Already done.” “You have more information I see.” “Yes, Kat’s mother, Ahsoka, is half angel, half human but was blessed by the moon goddess with a wolf. Ahsoka’s father was murdered when she was a baby as was her mother but she just ascended back to heaven. Ahsoka was raised by Ryan Banks, warlock leader of the Dark Coven.”

Ahsoka My name is Ahsoka Banks. I know, my father has this weird obsession with Star Wars and I have been made fun for my name for as long as I can remember. I turn seventeen soon but I won’t be celebrating. It is not something worth celebrating. I stare at the mirror as I cover up the bruises from last night. Father never leaves any on my face or anywhere else that I can’t cover up. Even on the hottest day I am forced to wear long sleeve shirts and long pants.

Axel met his gaze head on, his eyes burning with a determination I've never seen him emanate before. "She's leaving with me," Axel said stepping forward until he and Hunter were looking eye to eye. Though they stood approximately with the same whooping 6'4 height, you could tell who has the most power emanating from him through his aura. Amy fanned her face with her hand, shaking her head at the two men fighting silently in a stupid staring bottle. "Forget them, you're coming with me. Alpha gifted me with my very own bughati the other day, might as well take her for a ride?" She winked at me and I giggled.

CHAPTER THREE "That was...exhilarating!" I said, panting hard. My chest hurt with the effort of fighting and running, but my blood boiled with an excitement I couldn't explain. "You could have been caught. You could have been killed." Alexander murmured behind me as he slowed the horse's gallop into a calming trot. I could sense the disapproval in his voice. "At least we got out of there with our heads still on." I retorted in defense, my excitement reducing. "Things could have been worse."