Darth Cognus Apprentice Novels & Stories

" Dorthan couldn't hide a smug smile. On Mount Dracotigris, he had mostly been responsible for cooking and cleaning. Although he occasionally trained with his mentor, he had always lagged behind the other apprentices. But once he came down the mountain, the Chamber of Commerce revered him. He was showered with praise and treated like a genius. His mentor still reached out occasionally, but Dorthan ignored him, preferring the adoration of his new admirers. He was convinced he had become someone truly exceptional. Aria ignored their chatter and turned to Dorthan. "Who's Homer Bond to you?" Dorthan paused for a moment. "Mr. Bond is my mentor's mentor. I'm surprised you've heard of him."

The elder cradled his cup, casting a sidelong glance at the paper servant, and murmured, "Since we snagged that mystical Holy Jade Amulet from the Nagorskis, how's your training coming along?" Iacapo Dourado, a dashing young man, bowed respectfully to Wilhelm, his eyes gleaming with a subtle red fire, brimming with assurance. "Don't worry, Grandfather. I've been extra careful, building up my skills slowly and surely, avoiding any reckless shortcuts." "Excellent," the elder commended, then returned to his coffee, savoring the silence. As he was about to sip his coffee… Zip, zip! Two figures dashed toward them, short blades swinging at their hips. They skidded to a halt and dropped to one knee

**Division and Deception** In the hushed confines of his dim chambers, Caden sat surrounded by the oppressive weight of shadows, the heavy wooden door closed tight against the outside world. Flickering candlelight illuminated the intricate carvings on the walls, casting elongated shapes that danced and wavered, much like the turmoil that churned within his mind. The looming threat of the Rogue Alpha’s return gnawed at him relentlessly. He had poured countless hours into preparing his pack, guiding them through grueling training sessions focused on combat and strategy. Yet, despite their unwavering dedication and formidable strength, a deep-seated doubt clawed at him—he knew they could not fa

He stepped forward and respectfully shouted, "Master!" Everyone was stunned when Henry shouted. It turned out that he was Albus' apprentice. The two envoys had already guessed Albus' identity as the Elder Master of Golden Liberty. They were very happy about that. When Albus heard Henry's greeting, he nodded and smiled. "You heard that; this is my apprentice. If I weren't here, you would've killed him." "I see. So, he's your favorite disciple, the new Master of Golden Liberty." Cobalt Dragon was surprised. That was why the young man was so powerful; he was Albus' apprentice.

‘Of course,” I replied monotone throwing on the t-shirt that I had taken. Making my way out the back, I couldn’t help but think about the fact that Alyssa was gone just like that. I pushed her away because it was the best for her. Kasper is someone who no one knows exactly what his end game is. He's a rogue and he was someone I shared my mate with. I stood at a distance as I watched the recruits sparring. “Him!” I pointed at one recruit. He had shoulder-length curly blonde hair, and all bulked up. The movement of his feet suggested something else.

she said sourly, then turned and walked away, he let her go. "We shall see." He flipped open his phone and called his driver. He had a busy night ahead of himself and had no time to waste. Drake Masters was not used to, nor was he accepting of rejection. He would have her, if it meant destroying everything in his way. He would force her to understand and once she did they would be unstoppable. Now, he had to give her a little taste of what a demon lord was capable of. Starting with The Precious Children Orphanage.

she replied already turning pink. She was the first and only female to call him by name and he loved it. He was referred to as the lord,Lord Vador or the dark lord.She wasn't scared of him,she even made eyes contacts with him.She was different from ladies in all four empires who were scared of him and wouldn't dare to call him by name. They always threw themselves at him,wanting him to take them to bed and feed on them like it was something to be proud of. "So how would you like to work here with me,as my assistant?"

I lean closer to lift a strand of dark hair that had fallen over her eyes, "You are not weak, little flower." I whisper, "you are not fucking weak. Come back to me. Fight this." " Sir?" I look up to find Darth standing in the doorway, " Mr. Damon just called. The target is on the move." I think about it for only a second, " Go then, Darth. You're in charge." His eyes widen. Mine narrows, " Make sure you return with all the information I need." " Of course, sir."

James would have to wait until he reached a higher rank before he was eligible to enter the library chamber. The only person he could depend on now was the Spirit Tool, Nova. Nova was at Emperor Jabari’s side for thousands of years, so it was safe to assume he must have mastered many signature martial art skills. Swoosh! A hazy silhouette flickered in front of him and gradually took the physical form of an old man. The old man wore a gray robe. He had white hair and a beard but had a lively expression. He looked at James with a smile and asked, “How may I help you, Master?”

A simple apprenticeship ceremony was held in front of Jason. Sannuit officially became the disciple of Devin and Linda. His future achievements would definitely be great. Niall was happy for Sannuit. They were friends and teachers. Dorian was also very envious of Sannuit, but he had a master, so it was not good to turn to someone else. However, after Devin had a disciple, he would not easily teach him, and it was not good for him to ask for advice.