Clone Wars Ao3 Novels & Stories

They were running out of time. He turned to Myrra. “The First King’s writings, do they say anything about what happens after the Crowns are destroyed?” Myrra scanned the ancient script again, her fingers tracing the faded carvings. A flicker of realization crossed her face. “…Power given, power taken. In sacrifice, the world is reshaped.” Elior’s stomach dropped. “Reshaped?” Myrra swallowed. “It doesn’t say how. Only that if the Crowns fall, everything changes.”

Anna does not dodge. Instead, she bares her fangs and snarls, taking on the attack head-on. She could only hope her wolf is still as strong as before. She catches him in her mouth and bites, deep and strong, until he cries out. She releases him and throws him to the wall, creating a dent with the impact. The audience gasps and hurriedly goes a few steps back, avoiding being collateral damage. Seeing her strength still intact, Anna heaves a sigh of relief.

THIRD PERSON’S MULTIPLE POV “Long time no see, Kaidora.” Angora said, smiling as she stepped forward. “It would have been better if you were dead.” Kaidora’s glare didn’t waver. “Every sin you’ve buried has now been uncovered. You can’t lie your way out of any of it. And what you’re seeking,” she paused, her gaze darkening, “you’ll never get it.” “Do I need to remind you what I’m capable of?” Angora asked. “Look behind you. I just ended another Most Privileged Omega of your clan.”

“But they’re also fiercely independent. The Winter’s Claw pack doesn’t rely on anyone but themselves, and they expect the same from others. If you can prove your strength to them, they’ll stand by your side. But if they see any sign of weakness, they won’t hesitate to cut ties.” Theo paused, his finger tracing the outline of the African continent on the map. "In Africa, there is a pack unlike any other," he began, his voice carrying a tone of deep respect. "The Obsidian Claw pack, nestled within the dense jungles of the Congo. They're a fierce and ancient pack, led by Alpha Jengo and his Luna, Nia. The pack's territory is vast, spanning across treacherous terrain where only the strongest sur

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I couldn't even look at him as my throat felt dry. Then the gates swung open, and they walked in. Stormclaw’s crew, all armored up in black steel, wolf pelts thrown across their shoulders, eyes sharp enough to cut glass. They moved like one beast, zero chaos, just this eerie, silent discipline. Total opposite of Bloodfang’s usual rabid circus. And Seth himself led the pack.

AVA I stood beside Derek and our team, my heart pounding in my chest as we crept through the shadows of the Golden Claw Palace. The night air was thick with tension, and I could feel the weight of our mission bearing down on us. We had stolen codes and inside information that would help us slip through the back gate undetected, but I knew that didn't guarantee our safety. As we moved closer to the palace, I felt a strange sensation building inside me. It was as if my bond with Cane was growing stronger, like an invisible thread connecting us across the distance.

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Hello dear reader RavenClaw here. As you know the plot of this novel start to reveal more about our protagonist origin and power and the gods from the Love craftian lore start to reveal themselve and beceome more active. So I need to recollect my thought on how to proceed with the story and Since It's new years I require some rest, right now working nearly around the clock was not good for my health at all. Yesterday I just faint on the spot in front of my PC and so I decide to give myself somerest to, there are a lot of game I want to play in the future so I want to keep my health in check.

Inside the box were three rings. "Will you marry me?" The view of the rings in the warm light of the candles made the rings even more charming. Bianca couldn’t understand why there were three rings, but even after a quick look, she could say which one was supposed to be hers. The smaller one with the writing: Crow. But right then, her eyes noticed another writing: Crowolf. The ring looked out of this world, filled with some difficult-to-name force, emanating from the round shape and the writing itself. It shone in the flames of the candles as if it were alive.