Clone Wars Stories Novels & Stories

He smiled at me before he played with the cane in his hand. "If you only knew the reason from the very beginning and I knew you would not allow each other in this marriage." He said. Everything they say I couldn’t understand. It was like a poem that no matter how many times I read it I could not understand what it meant to me or what’s the meaning. He waved the cane on the thorn and then whistled. The black wolves stopped because of what he did. Some survivors of the fight even ran away to back to their boss. Belle suddenly exploded ice and they suddenly disappeared. She just left a mess that looked like it was snowing that night. We were all stunned especially at their sudden disappearance.

“He said goodism! Good Lord!” Fola scowled at them all. “It's not like we're serial killers or anything.” Still smiling, Gabe walked to Jaz, a basket of crossiants in his hand. “Crossiant?” Because she wanted something to do with her hands, she smiled and reached for one. “Sure. Thank you.” **** “I want my money's worth from you, you know.” Gabe sidestepped her warily and went to the side of the bed. He saw what was laid out on it and startled back a little.

Dear Readers, From this point, i will continue writing the sequel of the book "The claim of his Claws.." in the same book series as "THE BETA'S CONQUEST.." In this sequel, a part of beta Lance's story will be highlighted after his abandoning of the pack. His struggles from the heartbreak and post traumatic stress disorder that he suffered after his beloved mate died. Will there be another chance for Lance or will he destroy everything coming in his ways? Will he be able to control his dark side or let it go and become a rogue Werewolf wandering in the world.

“You’re right, something really happened and now I just don’t have a way to fix it.” “Oh my God! Wherever you go, trouble follows. Now what?” Declan’s voice was getting a little playful. “Hey man, I’m not playing. I’m really in trouble. Look, because you’re my friend, I’ll tell you a story. Maybe you can help me understand and move on. And maybe even explain myself.” “A story? Whose story?” He was already getting intrigued. “Mine, Declan, mine.” For a few seconds, there was silence. Only the wind was still gently blowing through the flowers in the garden, spreading their fragrance.

he said, his voice a low vibration that hit me square in the chest. The chatter died instantly. He turned around, leaning against the podium, his sleeves already rolled up to reveal the lion etched into his tanned skin. My pulse spiked. I couldn't stop my eyes from tracing the golden outlines of the beast on his arm, remembering the way it seemed to ripple in the moonlight of my subconscious. "The Art of Storytelling is not a solo venture," he began, his almond eyes finally sweeping over the rows. "To understand narrative, you must understand collaboration and the friction of differing perspectives. For the remainder of the semester, you will be working in groups of five."

General Finn put down a book he was holding and walked over to where the king was seated. “Let the men go rest, we shall begin from there…” he was interrupted. “I went, duplicated the scroll of the clash of the battle empires, I made sure it was handed to him by the queen. Guess what happened.” he paused to see the shock on the men’s faces. “My, prince that scroll is as dangerous as a firing in the dry season. Bolivia could be burnt down.” Alpha George stood akimbo, “Tell me, he did not read it...” general Edward Thornfield asked, his hands on his mouth.

She couldn’t have moved even if she wanted to. Clara and Henry. Their names echoed inside Rose's brain over and over again. Who the hell are these people and why did seeing them felt like a gun to the heart? "You..." Jericho whispered as their lips parted, eyes unfocused as he looked at her. Rose could tell that he didn't expect the kiss, and was probably wondering why he allowed it. But she didn't have time to analyze his reaction because the world had restarted again. The New Catholics had let out another loud cheer, and Rose had to give them a smile. Like an idiot. But it was all an act, a means to an end.

The other two wiped my wrists clean with warm water. What happened last night forged a mate bond between us. With that connection linking our minds, the awkwardness finally faded, and I let them take care of me. Leaning against the stone wall, I drank the stew, my thoughts drifting back to the past. Winter will arrive soon. In my previous life, the enemy pack launched a massive invasion once the winter ended. Back then, Camilla had used Cael and the others as shields, and they had died on the battlefield. As for me, I had taken command in the chaos, leading the three Alpha King's heirs without wolf spirits. I rescued humans in the neutral zone and gathered scattered lone wolves under our ban

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

"Come. Come on, this isn't a place to be getting lost. I really want you to be aware of this specimen. You know we have astronauts who were involved in the first phase of defending our planet before we had the invasion and the war. It's not really much left in his pique physical condition as those days are behind him now. But that matters little once the serum is added as him during a full rut will be something for the generals to gawk at, They're very much revving to have him back in the air, but I'm not sure about how he will work with heavy machines under serum." The walk through the premises seemed to come to an end as we walked past similar displays of naked men staring at me with