Commander Bly Star Wars Novels & Stories

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.

I closed the door behind me, glancing at the guard stationed outside. He was one of the Watchers Kema had assigned to ensure Blooby stayed safe while he was with me. His presence was a silent reminder of the commander’s strict orders. Inside, Bainer stared wide-eyed at Blooby, who stood on the floor between us, his copper frame glinting faintly. "What in my blood is that thing?" Bainer asked, her voice rising with confusion and suspicion. "My name is . . . bloob . . . Blooby. Nice to meet . . . bloob . . . you," Blooby said in his mechanical voice, tipping his head slightly in what almost looked like a bow.

The bounty limit of a Commander was one billion perus. Captain Balendin Augendre one the other hand was a tall man with perfectly shaved beards, he was prone to forgetfulness. Even forgetting crucial information at times. Commander Clemens continued, "Sir what is your purpose of bringing us here?" "I would also like to know", Commander Naukles said. "Me two", Commander Garry yells put. Commander Barbie hides her face betwixt her hands, "I'm feeling left out." She whispers.

“We have flaming swords and the light of God… we will be just fine.” Bryden smiled and was ready to descend holding a blaster in his hand that I hadn’t noticed before. Rayna and I went ahead and began to do battle. There were flashes of light radiating from us as we battled, and I glanced Rayna’s direction she has certainly gained my moves and ability.

BLADE Chapter One Emiliana's POV At the moment, the only thing on my mind was how to get out of this tight, exposing, goddamn wedding dress. The driver pulled over at a huge mansion. The bodyguards alighted and opened the car door for us. I stepped down and turned back, expecting my husband to step out of the car but he stepped out from the other side and slammed the door shut. I was startled by his action. Then he began to walk inside without waiting for me.

a harsh, mechanical voice roared from the upper reactor catwalk. ​Standing on the central bridge directly beneath the pulsating artificial sun was a tall, skeletal man encased in high-grade dark-mana power armor. Twin void-plasma cannons were integrated into his gauntlets—Commander Vane of the Eclipse Syndicate. ​"Ethan of Drakenhold!" Vane shrieked through his helm's loudspeaker, raising his arm-cannons. "You are too late! The Star-Forge's command matrix is already eighty-five percent corrupted!"

"A dark star born in the evening twilight. A fine name for a void-dragon." "It suits him perfectly," Clara agreed softly, leaning her cheek against Dominic’s broad shoulder as she stroked Vesper's small violet scales. The heavy star-iron doors of the command bridge hissed open. Stepping onto the bridge platform were the high commanders of the Midnight Empire: Marcus, Commander Valerie, High Warlord Xhen, Elder Ruo, and Lord Varos of the Trench Keepers. Following behind them were Alpha Vance and Alpha Torak, representing the Fifty Packs of the surface world.

Everything was a mess after all. Blair swore her loyalty to Alexandar Meyton as she was under Regal Knights, which belonged to the King. The commander of it was Kayden Meyton. This did surprise Seraphine because of his young age. A tremendous contribution probably was made by him to reach that position. As expected of Kayden who she was truly proud of! After the commander came the vice-commander, and following that was the captain of each division. Every division had a specific department of task they concentrated on. Each division had multiple units, and lieutenants lead one unit.

Each blast was a lance of silver fire, cutting through the dark magic like it was nothing. Blood dripped from my nose. My knees buckled. I caught myself on the stone. "Elara!" Ryker was beside me, his hand on my back. "You're pushing too hard." "There's too many," I gasped. "I can't—I can't kill them all." The Commander was watching me. I could feel his empty eyes through the bone mask. Calculating. Waiting. Then he moved. Not at me. At Ryker. The Executioner Commander hit Ryker like a landslide. Ice shattered. Stone cracked. Ryker went down hard, his blade skittering across the stone.

The drones were reduced to dust in record time. Captain Valos sat on the command chair in the lead frigate. He whistled when he saw his fleet devastate the drone fighters with ease. On one of his terminals, the signal that the Bluffs produced pointed to something buried deep inside of the vast asteroid field in front of him. He grinned as the conglomerated signal began to fade. “Got here just in time,” he said. “Looks like Merlin did his part and painted us a great big target. Well, we’d best get ready to pick up our new recruit, yeah?”