Clone Wars Ao3 Novels & Stories

💋AUTHOR’S NOTE (18+) PLEASE READ ALL CHARACTERS ARE UNRELATED BY BLOOD. Any titles like Daddy, Mommy, Brother, or Sister refer strictly to adoption, step-family, or roleplay. All characters are consenting adults (18+). PENELOPE POV

continued Arianna but Weston interrupted her. "Hang on, hang on. I've got the idea. I'll wait for her to respond," he said with a laugh. Arianna stayed for a few more minutes and then left since she had to feed her little one. Weston went up to his room to read the book. It seemed that the female protagonist called Annabella Darlington was twelve when she met the male protagonist Colton Fray who was eighteen. The story started the same way as theirs. Colton's twin brother Grayson seemed like a carbon copy of Hudson. Everything proceeded the same way as their love story did. On Annabella's sixteenth birthday the fight between Colton and Jordan was similar to that between him and Gordon. Colt

She can’t let them kill each other. Author’s note : Hello cuties, What would Klara say to defend her clan? Please share your thoughts in REVIEWs tab and wait for the updates Love you all….

Windsor aka one of the Crown Boys). This author also has more stories under his belt including Taming The Wild Alpha, The Wolf Prince, Lone Wolf, Bound to the Demon King, and many others. Feel free to check those out, you might end up finding something you like and enjoy! Have a grand day and stay safe! Yours, A. R.

Also, the word 'thankful' isn't enough to level how much grateful I am to you all for supporting me and this book. See you ‘till the next Claveria adventure, guys! Love y’all! *BOOK SERIES* -MELANCHOLY: THE MOON’S INCEPTION -A LUNA’S BLADE: FEUDS AND GRUDGES -TALE OF THE DEEP: A SIREN’S MELODY

💕 Other works: • The Pleasure Directive • Encore with the Devil • Bloodscript: Survival Game of the Reborn • Rejected Omega Princess: Meet My Overprotective Brothers • Killed and Reborn: My Alpha’s Obsession • His Luna Returns, So I Left with His Baby > Please add this book to your library and leave a review if you’re enjoying it 💖

​The Citadel of the First Verse was not merely crumbling; it was being unwritten. As the "Gemini-Omni Archive" flooded the Council’s sterile networks with a century of raw, un-edited human grief, the white marble of the Core’s sanctuary began to dissolve into streaks of grey static. The twelve clones—the "Failed Drafts"—did not scream. They flickered like guttering candles, their faces twisting into expressions of ancient, weary envy as they watched Kael, Nora, and Elia race toward the docking bay.

“You body and Fenrir is building a resistance, you need to fuck.” I flex my fingers, claws digging deeper into the broken desk. “I don't want those omegas that the council keeps in the barracks for soldiers.” I spit out, venom coating every word. “I don't want to smell their perfumes.” A pause. “I don't need their submission.” My hand dives into the pocket of my inner coat. My finger coats around something small, fragile and precious, I pull it out slowly, a ragged scrap of cloth. Worn thin from too much handling, faded and jasmine scented. I press the fabric to my face and inhale.

The globe didn't answer. Instead, it began listing... slowly... ominously: "Somberwoke. Thornreach. Trellmor. Alameldas. Draven's outer clans. Half of Eastern Wreak. Four wolf villages. And two minor kingdoms... ...all have fallen to Haspan Cosmoses." The table pulsed with sickly light. The witches tightened their grips. Because every name spoken meant another world swallowed. Another people lost. Another army under Haspan's fire. The globe glowed hotter-almost warning them.

He rose with brutal force, clawing across the clone’s chest, each strike heavier, more desperate. The fight dragged on — claws tearing flesh, teeth ripping fur, both staggering, bloodied but unyielding. The cavern echoed with the sound of wolves locked in a duel for dominance. At last, Aeron saw the falter. The clone’s strikes grew sloppy, his stance wavering. Aeron seized the moment — slammed him against the stone, fangs sinking deep into his throat. The clone convulsed, then went limp. Aeron ripped away and let the body fall, panting, his muzzle dripping red. The imposter twitched once, then lay unconscious, defeated.