Clone Wars Books Novels & Stories

“Are you guys ready to finally do as we were formed to do?” My eyes glared at Callighan as he lifted his head up to the sky. Once that loud howl came from him, we all prepared ourselves as the wolves charged at us altogether. All we could do was fight to our hearts desire. One charged at me and right when I thought life was over for me, the gunshots came right after him. Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow! However, those shots were not enough… -To Be Continued- The End of Book 2

“Of everything in the room - the true gold decorations you could steal, the weapons on the desk you could have used against me, the breath taking view out of the window, the lavish clothing and jewels, looking at the possible exists, the looming male I front of you - out of all of that, it’s the books that intrigue you. The books you look at.” “Libraries are full of ideas - perhaps the most dangerous and powerful weapons of all.” He simply nods once before turning towards the dresser and pulling the top draw open. “Get changed. The Daemonium Wishes to see you n forty minutes.” He walks back towards me and unlocks the chain between the cuffs in my wrists. “Don’t try to break them. They’ll eje

"Anyway, enough about that. You were reading when I came in, did you find anything else?" "Not really, the book's bizarre, it's split like it's part history book and then part novel. The history book section seems to be factual as far as I can tell, there's lots of references to historical events and other materials. But it only covers the events of the twins lives up until their mid-teens. After that the book swaps to being written like a novel, but there's no reference guides or historical landmarks so I have no idea how much of it is fact or fiction." I answered with a shrug. There hasn't been much mention of the girls’ powers beyond a vague insinuation that they were more powerful than a

She snapped at Andy, "Who the hell do you think you are! How dare you hit Noah! He's a Captain! I'm going to personally report you to the army and get you fired! If it weren't for Noah, the Gardner family would have probably died in some ditch somewhere!" Adele looked at Andy haughtily, waiting for him to apologize. Usually, in the village, whenever she brought up Noah the Captain, everyone would bow down to her. However, she had forgotten that there was always someone with a higher rank than Noah. Andy was one of them. Jonah lay listlessly against the corner of the wall. He knew that some things could no longer stay hidden. Andy smirked and said icily, "Who told you that the Gardner family

Ten years had passed since the day the fire fell like the wrath of gods on the quiet village of Wolfsong, but the memories still seared through Nia’s mind as though they had been born just yesterday. She had been a child, barely ten, clinging to the smell of pine and the sound of her parents' voices, safe in the isolation of the borderlands. But the world outside had come crashing in with banners of iron and flame.

Ruin mutual, claim inevitable. Dawn cracked, horizon fractured gold as engines whirred to a restart, Chicago tarmac gleaming wet below. Kenji dressed first—bespoke reformed armor, but his hand lingered, spine trace absent shiver. I rose queen-slow, suiting jewel power, hazel dissecting the new weight between us—submission not surrender, but edge shared. Aunt's marriage ploy dust; his two-year stalk confessed venom turned aphrodisiac. Jet bedroom reeked sex musk promise, ties discarded drawer like shed skins.

Sienna’s throat locked. “What’s that—” The wall behind them cracked, a loud snap splitting concrete, widening fast. Water roared in, black and freezing, smashing her legs out from under her. She went down, Roman’s hand grabbing her arm, but the flood climbed quick, and something crashed overhead—wood splintering, stone falling, the house breaking apart.

A faint click sounded, followed by the slow grind of a concealed door sliding open. Inside was a safe—my own personal vault. It held only the things that mattered. Money, letters, secrets no one else would ever see. And the stolen book. I pulled it free, my hands steady despite the storm in my mind. The cover was worn, the edges frayed, but the power within had never faded. I flipped through the brittle pages, scanning the text with a sharp, desperate focus. Then I found it—The Mark of the Triarch. The inked script told a story as old as the first wars of our kind. Unlike the Mark of the Septarch, which granted sevenfold power, the Mark of the Triarch was lesser—but just as powerful. An awak

BLAIRE The bathroom mirror didn't lie. My neck was a map of dark bruises, and my pussy throbbed with a heavy, relentless ache. I stood under the spray of the shower, the hot water hitting my sensitized skin like a thousand needles. I watched as the milky remnants of Raymond’s thick cum swirled down the drain, mixing with the steam, but I couldn't wash away the intense, complicated realization settling in my gut. I wasn't just Manuel’s widow anymore. I was the center of a storm I had walked into willingly, a woman caught between two brothers who wanted to claim every inch of the life I had left. I must confess ,I like every bit of it

Connect with me online at: www.autumndawnbooks.com http://authorautumndawn.blogspot.com Bibliography: Spark Series: When Sparks Fly Dorchester No Words Alone Dorchester Solar Flare Anthology for the Mammoth Book of Time Travel Romance: Hemlock & Iron Indie books: Dark Lands Series in order: The Charmer Dark Lands: Homecoming Scent of Danger The Golden Bell Ghost in Her Heart Beast Wars Dark Lovers (G.Bell & Homecoming combo) Dark Warriors (Ghost IH & Beast Wars combo)