Commander Bly Star Wars Novels & Stories

“And what do you want them to do then? Sit back and relax while eating? C’mon, we both know that entering this kind of shit isn’t a joke, they need to be trained as soon as possible.” “If it is not you then I’m going to kill you, but it’s you. The commander in chief” said Blanche who was now sitting beside Aracelli. Tapping the tobacco she's holding, she chuckles at the thought of killing her comrade. “Good thing you still remember that I am the commander in chief,” Alexis chastised. “How can I forget when your freaking tag says it all? Kwon, Alexis, Commander in chief. Ha! Displaying your fucking degree,” Blanche stated, not minding if her trainees can hear and see what they were talking ab

The first ones who sparred are quite boring and both of them seems weak so I didn't really bother remembering their names since it's no use doing that. "Next! Roman Augsilio and Blythe Silvesta!" with these words, my attention immediately focuse on the sparring stage. There, Blythe slowly rose to the stage along with a guy with an average look. "Spar!" The commander shouted with the top of his lungs. As soon as they heard him, they immediately crossed sword. The first one to attack is the guy who have a name Roman, not sure about that but yeah, it's him who attacked first but fortunately, blythe is strong enough to block his attack. And that goes on

"Starport, this is--" "Yes, we copy you, over." A voice replied back. "We need assistance in the outer walls. They have engaged us at melee range!" "We're sending a detachment led by Captain Francis Borja of the 666IB Division, over." Borja, a Martyr. Tarantino thought. "Send them in!" "Acknowledged."

Aless added. "Alright, you guys will do this, if there is any war that will come up I want every strong warrior to fight off the rogues." Blaze agreed and nodded at Zach who should do a presentation about the rogues that they will have to know their weakness. "I, Zachary Jacobs, the beta will present you the weaknesses of our enemy." Zach said in a stern voice, Blaze choose his best friend to be his beta because he has the qualities to be one even though his cousin wanted so badly to be a beta he decided to be the Zeta which is the generals of their army.

By the time the military transport plane landed at the Riverdale Military Airfield, night had long since fallen. Carrying my duffel bag down the airstair, I was hit by a gust of freezing wind, thick with an unfamiliar, damp chill. "Major Tomlinson!" From a distance, an old military officer with graying hair at his temples strode over. The general stars on his epaulets gleamed softly under the lights. He came to a halt right in front of me, raised his hand, and gave me a standard military salute. "I'm Bruno Black, the deputy commander of the Riverdale Military District.

“I was momentarily delayed. A trivial matter, and it has been dealt with.” “I see,” said the Commander. He gestured at Randey. “Kolton, I want you to meet Randey Edal. Randey, this is Kolton Stent, Blade Master of the Grenyaar.” The big man turned to him, his mouth lifted in a friendly smile. “I had heard you had been brought to us. Welcome, young Randey. I was genuinely distressed when I heard your father had died. He was a most valiant Knight. I’m sure he fought to the last.”

So, yeah, he’s also a badass, it just looks different than my form of badassery. Our youngest brother Dax is currently the pack’s Lead Warrior, which means he works closely with Gamma Bree in running trainings and sparring sessions, and with me when it comes to battle strategy. Thanks to my parents’ leadership, leadership which I at least hope I’m carrying on, there’s been little reason for the latter, but I like knowing that I have one of my brothers, someone whom I trust implicitly, in that role. And, my parents, while retired, still live on pack lands while they enjoy their retirement. So, I’m really very lucky. But it’s still not the same as what I see Cayden has with Zella or Bree has w

Bellona asked, surprised. She didn't expect Denzel to be interested in helping her. Although he had been so nice to her from the very first day he met her but he really went all out to help her. He had already done more than enough for her and she was grateful. She didn't want to disturb him, he was a busy man after all. Being the leader of the rogues was not a little task. As if on cue, a charming young man walked in. "Leader" Nimue bowed in respect and he gave her a curt nod, his whole attention on Bellona.

Kael’s voice barked from the darkness. From the ridges above, over a hundred armored figures clad in the blood-red crest of the Southern High Council descended like vultures. At the forefront marched Commander Vane. He was a towering Alpha, his armor polished to a mirror sheen, carrying a massive, double-handed broadsword that gleamed under the blue light of the Null-Stones.