Clone Wars Trespass Novels & Stories

Elora stood frozen, the room tilting slightly. Micah stepped closer, voice desperate now. “You have to fight it, Elora. No matter how bad it gets. You can’t let that magic take you.” His lips pressed together before he reached into his pocket with shaking fingers. “Here.” He pulled out a small pendant on a leather cord — a carved stone wolf claw, smooth from years of handling. It pulsed faintly in Elora’s presence, the same way their Spiritbond sometimes flickered between them. Elora stared. “Micah…”

A strange heat blossomed between her legs, it wasn’t a feeling she had felt before. Marc tried to break the kiss, but Klara held him in place, trying to deepen the kiss. She wanted more of him. She pressed her body against him, surprised to feel something poking her stomach. Marc unclasped her hands from his neck, knowing he wouldn’t be able to control himself if he didn’t stop. He gazed down to her with a look of adoration. “I’ll get Jesse to check on the prisoners, get information.” Wade stated formally. Marc blinked looking to Wade, “Oh… er yeah…” he thought quickly. Distracted by Klara. “We’ll need to think about their pack. Organise the Alpha’s trial,” he recovered. “A sweep must also b

"If you don't know where danger is coming from, it's harder to spot. Vigilance is key. And next time we're attacked, let's try and keep one of the fellows, hm? Give me five minutes alone with him, and I'll find out who he's working for." Cruz said it casually, as if he were talking about prying someone's secret family muffin recipe out of them. But Sloane knew better. "Okay, so we've got lots of bad guys on our asses now," Toshi said around the last bite of his cheeseburger. "But what about the treasure? Let's see what we found." Sloane reached down into her bag, pulling out the leather-wrapped bundle. And suddenly Alyssa was in front of her, hand outstretched.

The whole day Travis tried his luck with her. "Isabella, since you already have no hope with your Colton, can you give me a chance, please? I'll open a publishing house for you and we'll work as a team. Then we could get hitched and lead a happily married life. What do you say?" Said Travis, wiggling his eyebrows. Ever since her book became a hit, Travis had been pulling her leg with the male protagonist, Colton. She didn't mind. Travis was a funny guy and he meant no harm.

"The Golden Claw pack is at our borders, and they're demanding to see Ava." My heart sank, and I felt a sense of dread wash over me. It seemed like my worst fears were coming true. The war was coming to our doorstep, and I didn't know if we could avoid it.

Mara nodded, impressed. Then the horns blew. And war swallowed us. The Clash Rogues poured like a black flood over the ridge, teeth bared, eyes too wild to be called human. The world collapsed into noise...growls, steel, the thump of bodies hitting the dirt, the air thick with the iron-sting of blood. My wolf surged inside me...fur and silver and instinct, a storm clawing at my ribs. “Hold the line!” My voice thundered over the battlefield.

I shook my head, “I—what? I didn't do anything! We were in a crash, Yasmine, a wolf—” Before I could finish, Yasmine lunged forward, grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked me up to my feet. The sharp pain in my scalp made me gasp. “That little stunt you pulled at the game!” She hissed right into my face. “The official's kid! They followed us back, Trixie! The Northern pack retaliated!” My heart stopped. “No... it couldn't have—” Yasmine shoved me back down to the ground with everything she had. “It did!” She screamed, her voice cracking as a fresh wave of tears tracked through the dirt on her cheeks.

"Whether you want a vacation, tickets to a soccer game, or even a hot air balloon ride, I'll take you." I looked at her, quietly answered, "Okay," and went upstairs. I lay on my bed and silently watched the clock on the wall. At exactly midnight, the container rattled as the lots were shaken. With a smile on my face, I slowly closed my eyes. "Dad, Mom, Carla, This time, I'm finally free."

But I couldn't. My mission was a lie. I was supposed to make her fall for me, and even though I was becoming sick with my obsession for her, marking her meant a promise. Sealing her as mine forever and then disappearing would destroy her forever. I quickly changed the subject. "Melissa flirted with me. She said I signed my death warrant by crossing Cassian Thorne." "He's a rogue, Arden," she breathed, terror lacing her voice. "The Lord of the seven most feared rogue territories."