Darth Cognus Apprentice Novels & Stories

He said with a cold voice, “What a conceited boy!” Kayson stepped into the mansion’s living hall. Lincoln said through his gritted teeth, “Sir, this boy is Kayson!” Steelification Doyen’s two mentees stood up instantly. The ‘younger’ mentee was the old man in green, and his name was Ian Hach. He was a middle-stage pre-celestial fighter. The other mentee was the old man in purple, and his name was Chuck Lord. He was a body practitioner, and his iron palms were invincible.

Arturo added, "We can only blame the faction's rules. All the talented apprentices have abundant pills and treasures, while mediocre apprentices are often ignored. Since that's the case, they can't blame us for seizing the opportunity to attain personal gain!" Zak stroked his beard and suggested, "Let's not dwell on this. You go tell him." He looked at Archie as he spoke. The communication through consciousness was swift, completed in the blink of an eye. Archie waved and assured Demarcus, "Don't worry, Mr. Demarcus. Leave your son to us!" Demarcus nodded in relief. It turned out Noah was mediocre. Despite his prowess in martial arts, Noah's training abilities were average. Many achieved hig

The weight of leadership pressed heavily upon him, the future Alpha of the **Thornheart Pack** with the responsibility of ensuring their safety. Darius was not just a figurehead; he was a formidable force. His reputation preceded him—tales of his strength echoed through the valleys, often recounted around campfires by the flickering glow of flames. He had trained relentlessly, honing his skills through years of combat and sparring matches. His dark hair fell in unruly waves, framing a face marked by determination, while his piercing green eyes held a fierceness that commanded respect. Many envied him, some feared him, but few truly understood the weight of his burdens.

A voice from the side voiced out his thoughts, “Piers is a loyal fan of yours, Ms. Ruth. He won’t switch. However, I’ve also learned a lot from your guidance.” The one who spoke was Hamish, Denver’s previous apprentice. After Denver got into trouble and was disqualified, Hamish was left with no mentor. Because he had a relationship with Denver and was suspected of framing others, no one was willing to accept him as an apprentice. Previously, he had tried to get Ruth to teach him, but she had rejected him directly. Why was he here spouting nonsense? Ruth looked at him from head to toe and did not deny it. “My only apprentice is on leave. Since I was free, it was only right of me to help strug

"Seraphina, keep to the darkness. Rey, you and I will approach from different sides. We need to incapacitate Cassius simultaneously to prevent him from alerting the others." They dispersed with a silent understanding. Rey and Hyperion circled the room like shadows, drawing closer to their unsuspecting target. Cassius remained absorbed in his incantations, unaware of the impending threat. As they closed in, Seraphina found a concealed alcove, her form merging seamlessly with the darkness. Hyperion locked eyes with Rey, a signal to synchronize their actions. With a swift and coordinated assault, they struck simultaneously—Hyperion disrupting Cassius's concentration, Rey disabling his ability t

Her eyes widen, the orb glowing, and I see myself in her—a child facing a cosmos of possibility, my legacy hers to carry. Cassia governs this city, her crimson fire now a steady warmth, her amber eyes softened, silver scars a badge of honor. She stands on a crystalline balcony, her fire-etched blade sheathed, her voice commanding yet kind, guiding starborn councils. She catches my gaze, her smile fierce, a nod to our battles, our grief, our triumph. Renn teaches in a radiant grove, his blue aura calm, his relics preserved in a shrine to Lena, their starlight guiding young wielders. He laughs with his students, his voice steady, his loyalty a rock, his radiant orbs a spark for new hymns. Madd

When everyone in the room is looking in my direction once more, I proceed. “Thank you, Darth, for everything you’ve done for us. I apologise for ever doubting you in the first place. Thank you, too, Amory. I am very grateful for all your help.” Darth nods and steps back. “It is my duty to protect you, boss. I was only doing my job.” Amory smiles and drapes a hand around Darth’s shoulder. “What my twin said.” “Where are the kids?” I ask. “They’re in the adjoining room. They’ve both been stabilized and are doing pretty well.”

“Do you see? This is why this is much more important! They’re literally training apes to fight against us. On our own core planet! Do you honestly believe some stupid ape duelist is more important than this?” Murmurs floated around the Drogar, but Colviss answered with slight exasperation. It was as though the old man didn’t know a real threat when he saw it. “Not just any stupid ape,” she replied. “But a Reborn ape. Heavily equipped and highly trained in old Drogar ways. Don’t you find that interesting?”

Leaving him to battle a fit of cough. “Fucking bitch! Are you crazy?” The second guard cussed. His hand hovering over the pistol in his pants. Alina sent the first guard flying with a kick that knocked the air out of him. She was in a bad mood and those fuckers made it worse. “Say it again. I dare you.” She spat venomously. “Enough.” Bodhi, one of Darius’ men said as he came out from a corner. “Back off.” He told them. “You're new here, so I'll let this slide and pretend you don't know who she is. But you don't talk to her and definitely not in hell touch her. Am I understood?”