Darth Cognus Apprentice Novels & Stories

He was the one who would make the people’s lives a living hell… Now, he had gotten a taste of his own medicine. “You’re still alive, right?” Aiden poked Boss Dart’s head with the hunting rifle. “Lead the way.” “We’re going to deal with the Hatchet Gang right now!” Two Longmen disciples ran over and lifted Boss Dart on a wheelchair. Boss Dart’s fury intensified when he saw that a wheelchair was already prepared for him. “You b*stards! You crossed the damn line!” Bang! Aiden wasted no time pulling the trigger on Boss Dart’s inner thigh.

Lucas gave him the crest of the Alpha of the Moonlight pack. "Maybe he would find his missing rib there too; the nights are too long and cold to be by yourself," Lucas said aloud, and everybody laughed. "Beta Cian is still my Beta, but with bigger responsibilities, so I appoint Zion as his assistant. Zion, please step forward." Zion did, and then Lucas gave him a crest. "I also appoint Josh as an assistant to Gamma Kiron; his fighting skills are amazing. He is perfect for training soldiers. Josh, come forward."

As an exemplary teacher, Harmon wanted to timely impart the knowledge he had gained to his apprentices. "That's fantastic! Thank you, Master!" Master Kuzahr and the other apprentices expressed their gratitude to Harmon. "Now that The Liberated are coming, we have nothing to fear. With Master presiding, even if the leader of The Liberated, Deus Gambino, comes personally, it'll be his suicide mission. Moreover, this time they're only sending their chief enforcer, Brutus," said the eldest apprentice. "We must not underestimate the enemy. Alright, ask the disciples to go about their tasks..." Harmon instructed but heard screams from the outside as he spoke.

He had been for a run — it was seven AM and he had been running for an hour because he ran every morning, rain or cold or general indifference on the world's part, and came back with damp hair and clear eyes and the specific energy of someone who had thoroughly used their body and was now ready to be present for whatever the day had. He looked at the two of us at the table. "Cell collapsed," I said. "I heard." He went for coffee, came back, stood at the counter. "All seventeen confirmed?" "Yes." He nodded once. Processing, filing. "What happens to the apprentice Hunter." "Oversight rehabilitation program," I said. "She was twenty-five. Recruited out of a training track that didn't know about

Leon looked down at the young man in the center with a laptop on his lap and had a white bandage on his forehead; "Who is this?" "Sir, Ethan Castro, we've identified the intruder the moment the alarm went on. Sol thought it was better to go with the intruder's plan and play with him as he trapped the spies in one place. He asked me to go check on Carl when no one was looking. I've been in constant communication with the young master since the gunshot accident, sir." "Who are you again?" Leon suspiciously asked. "Ethan Castro," He nervously added, "Also known as Death Star."

"Father, we have an important guest, and I became his apprentice. Do you know who that is?" She smiled and looked at Darryl; she was delighted. An apprentice? Conner was stunned. 'My adopted daughter is really talented in cultivation, and she does not hold many warriors in the world in high regard. Who's this person with such great charm to make her want to be an apprentice and feel so delighted?' As he mumbled in his heart, Connor's vision landed on Darryl. "Sect Master Yoel!" Darryl smiled and put his fist together in a salutation. "I apologize for coming here uninvited; I'm truly sorry for the disturbance."

Jocelyn quickly stopped him. "Mrs. Carter, please! There's no need for this!" There was no way she could take in Charlie's son. Charlie had died because of her. Keeping Conan Carter around would only be a potential threat to her in the future. She tried to help them up, but Keira stood while Conan remained kneeling. Lifting his head, he revealed a face streaked with dirt yet set with determination. "Commander Morris, you once promised that when I was older, you would take me as your apprentice. I wish to be like my father, to enlist, to fight in battle! Master, please accept me as your disciple!"

"Your humble servant, Louis Dinkle—the commander-in-chief of Camland—greets Chief Instructor Collins. Congratulations to Basalt, congratulations to Bactria!" "Your humble servant, Castor Lexington—the Heavenly King of the Northern Territory—greets Chief Instructor Collins. Congratulations to Basalt, congratulations to Bactria!" "Your humble servant, Xavier Topaz—the Heavenly King of the Southern Wasteland—greets Chief Instructor Collins. Congratulations to Basalt, congratulations to Bactria!" "Your humble servant, Yosemite Bell—the Heavenly King of Darthorn—greets Chief Instructor Collins. Congratulations to Basalt, congratulations to Bactria!" "Your humble servant, Harlow Somner—the deputy

He had no idea Zephyr was not the useless b*stard he had thought he was. “Where is he?” the Chimera-wearing apprentice asked frantically turning his head. He had an exaggerated expression on his face. His energies were also boiling around him. Whenever he was about to reach his target, he suddenly disappeared. It was an incredibly strange and daunting feeling. He looked out of the arena, only to find his fellow Horizon apprentices staring on in disbelief, with traces of worry in their eyes.