Clone Wars Novels Novels & Stories

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.

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

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

STILL ALPHA RIVERS POV Jeremiah was first to go. He let the blanket fall to the ground before turning his back to me. “What the fuck!!” I whisper yelled “And that’s not even the worst.” Silas Barnes, Richard’s second in command said before shedding his own ridiculous shirt. The rest followed and I couldn’t even look at their backs anymore. It didn’t even deserve to be called a back anymore. “What happened?” “Your mate’s father happened. He’s one scary ass motherfucker and I wish to never see him again in my life or dreams for that matter” Leone Esposito, Matthews’ second responded with a look of pure horror in his eyes

“I will like your permission to invade the witches’ quarters.” “Permission denied, find another means to retrieve him!” Alpha Jones 100 years ago triggered a war between witches of that age and he won the battle. But since he triggered another war with New Orleans witches, he has counted a dozen werewolves brutally killed with dark art. He doesn’t want to blindly engage with New Orleans witches because he knew that most of the white clan witches have embraced the dark side in other to erase the werewolves.

The rebels noticed this event and definitely did not expect Lyra to do something similar. She is always impulsive but never fails, but this time she was heading straight towards her end! That made Marcus run towards her with some hope of being able to save her. "No, Lyra, you trusted yourself too much!" Marcus said as he ran. The werewolves who had stolen the crown watched with a sinister smile as the situation unfolded. Lyra seemed to be once again in a very low situation that completely humiliated her, causing her to lose respect for herself! The thieves attacked Marcus and aggressively fought against the other guards, leading to a chaotic battle while Lyra fell. But she wouldn't give up s

He left the room. A fierce winter covered the forests with heavy snow-clusters and icicles, and filled ravines to their edges with drifts, so that the whole land seemed a single white plain. Great, sudden storms came, in which men and herds were lost under the pall of snow; roads grew misleading and perilous. A lonely Jaweldur howled in the distance.

Wade finally reached and plucked the leather bound book, careful for no loose pages to slip out. Wade and Marc got to work. “Marc?” Klara’s voice crackled into his head. “Everything OK?” He was surprised she’d contacted him, and worried something was wrong. “Just wanted to check it worked.” He chuckled, “It did, I’m just looking into the coronation want to join?” Five minutes later there was a hesitant knock on the door. “Come in,” Marc stated, glad when Klara pushed it open. “Wade you can go.” He nodded and slipped past Klara as she walked in.

I gasped as I looked back up at Xipher, and he smiled and softly nodded his head. “A storm is coming.” He said in a voice that sent dreaded shivers through my body as I turned, looking out over the glowing land. To Be Continued in BOOK THREE “GUARDIANS KINGDOMS”

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.”