Clone Wars Anakin Lightsaber Novels & Stories

His celestial glow intensified as he prepared to attack. Claud signaled to his team, and they quickly cloaked their movements in shadows. The arbiter found himself surrounded by darkness, unable to predict their positions. “Coming at you from above!” Claud shouted, diving from the air. His claws slashed across the arbiter’s arm, drawing a line of blood. The arbiter staggered back, but before he could recover, Zakira zoomed past, knocking him off his feet. “Too slow!” she teased, her speed making her nearly invisible.

Gallain and Daftmonk’s hearts both jerked violently, having sensed a murderous aura that emanated from these guys. Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh… Something that looked like a lightsaber shot out from their hands. It was more than a meter long. One of the men walked up to one of the Demigods who was still alive. He pierced that Demigod’s chest with the lightsaber without giving him a chance to speak up. “You guys… What are you trying to do?”

There was uncertainty in her eyes, something fragile, but she did not move away. She nodded. That was enough. For now. "You're mine too... you understand that, right?" she replied softly, her voice deeper than before, mimicking his . Kane let out a low chuckle. "Yeah, princess. I'm yours too." ⸻ The city streets were still damp from the storm the night before, the air cool and clean. Kane's black Aston Martin rolled to a smooth stop in front of Mona's apartment building. She played with the hem of his t shirt before turning toward him.

he instructed, “hands neatly behind your back, head up, and walk.” We stepped along the narrow cobblestones embedded in the earth. Sicca led the way, me following directly behind him. He seemed to glide effortlessly over the ground, completely untethered by the lack of elegance I carried—he had enough grace for both of us. Two guards stood before the glass doors. Both were clad in armor that looked unnatural in this setting, as if they were determined to stand out from the surrounding nature rather than blend in. Yet, what really caught my eye were the wings—something I had never seen before. They were like delicate dragonfly wings, attached to their backs. Nearly transparent, with only the

For the first time since entering the temple, I felt hope. We stood together. Not because prophecy demanded it. But because we had become a family. Noctis watched us in silence. "You remind me of us." His gaze shifted toward Aurel. "Long ago." Aurel slowly drew a magnificent spear forged from crystal and moonlight. "The Spear of Dawn." Noctis summoned a blade of pure darkness. "The Blade of Oblivion." The air itself split as the two ancient weapons collided. Their impact unleashed a shockwave that shattered every remaining window in the temple.

Hikari pointed out, getting some of the words wrong, but it made him all the cuter. “Your brother is right. The lightsaber is part of his costume, like your guns are part of yours. It’s a good thing I bought extra,” I sighed, heading to the hall closet. I used my chin to hold the bottle for Ryū, so I had a free hand to open the closet. Hikari and the girls were right behind me, watching me curiously. “Need a hand, little brother?” Elijah chuckled, coming around the corner fixing the belt to his Anakin costume. “The girls broke Hikari’s lightsaber wanting to play with it. I got extra in the closet,” I explained.

"You've returned... to join us?" Gale shifted, Kane lunging, but the figure dodged, countering with a burst of silver-dark energy that sent him sprawling. Autumn's heart hammered—this wasn't just an imposter; the legacy sensed a blood tie. A clone, grown from Elias's captured essence during his imprisonment by the Order, infused with the Shadowed One's will. "Why?" Autumn demanded, channeling the amulet, a beam of starlight slamming into the clone's armor, cracking it. Rebels rallied, guardians clashing with rogues, but the army pressed, their numbers endless.

"Camilla, you chose your own path. And those wolves… You ruined them yourself. You insisted on using your so-called comforts to strip away their claws. Once they lost their strength, of course, they’d treat you like currency to stay alive. Isn’t that only natural?" Camilla opened her mouth, ready to scream back, but before she could, the three former royal heirs had already stepped forward. They looked at the powerful army of wolves behind me, their eyes filled with jealousy and fear. Knowing they had no chance in a direct fight, the three of them exchanged a glance and made their decision. Without warning, they lunged forward together, targeting Cael at the front. Midair, I saw the glint of

Determined. Something stirred within Chloe, battling against the fear that wrapped around her like cutting chains. Whatever it was waking up inside of her reacted to the presence of this male as he dominated the space around them. The winds had cut across his cheeks and nose to leave them pink and flecks of snow clung desperately to the wisps of jet black hair peeking out from under his woollen hat. He looked different in what appeared to be fatigues. There were crisp sharp edges that were almost as deadly as the assault rifle strapped to him. The black of the material seemed to absorb the light around it. He looked deadly and it had Chloe's mouth drying up as a curious thirst wracked her. A

, a hundred blades suddenly elongated into three foot lengths of blue light. “Light sabers!” Jasmine gasped, her eyes enormous. Jayems’ eyes flicked to her briefly. “Energy blades. Blue Death.” He returned his attention to the fray. Faced with a solid wall of lightning, the riders sheered off, shouting blood curdling war cries as they tossed glowing white balls into the mass of soldiers. Unless struck from the air with a sword, dazzling white light exploded where they hit, coating the soldiers with glowing powder. Only one grenade struck, and those soldiers immediately removed from the field.