Darth Revan Darth Malak Novels & Stories

Calvin’s steps immediately stopped. He turned. Revan stood there. His face was no longer as relaxed as before. His gaze was sharp. “Put her down,” Revan repeated. Calvin looked at him coldly. “Don’t interfere.” Revan stepped closer. “If you don’t stop, I will force you.” Camelia took the chance. “Put me down right now!” In one swift motion, Revan grabbed Camelia’s hand. Reflexively, Calvin let go. Camelia immediately stood, moving away from Calvin and standing beside Revan.

He was so proud, I could tell. "Harley Katherine" His head whipped up to look at me, then over at Trevor. Trevor just smiled. Katherine was his Mothers name. "That is." He paused, looking down at her then back again at Wyatt. "Amazing." "And this is Malek Talon" Trevor came over, holding the baby out in his arms so he could see him. His hair was lighter brown like mine, but a lot of it. Harley looked just like her brother Wyatt. All the hair explained all of my heart burn, I thought. I watched a tear roll down Trevors Fathers face as the name registered in his head. We named each baby after somebody special in our lives. He walked over to Trevor and placed his arm around his shoulders, congr

"I'll be able to see Adolph," I smiled as I watched the kids move around happily. THE END OF THE ALPHA'S REVENGE. Thank you all.

“I can’t lie, anyone who's not you.” “So short, ugly, and fat? Damn, mama, you've got horrible taste.” “No, well-mannered guys who don't push girls and blame them for standing in the walkway, and apologize if they accidentally do.” “Fair enough. You shouldn't be with a guy like that either.” “Yeah, now give me some space to run.” “Hey mama, you don't own this road, so you can't tell me where and where not to run.” He runs backward and winks. “A little show for the road.” Then he turns and runs off in another direction.

“But I have everything I need, there’s nothing more to wish for!” “Just wish for something, Damon!” Daphne snapped playfully hitting my head, and our parent bursted out in a small laughter. The laughter and excitement in the cozy living room instantly turned into terror as the door was forced open with a loud crash. Armed men stormed into the house, their faces covered, their weapons drawn, and their voices filled with menace. The leader of the armed men sneered at our father, "You think you’re an hero right, you want to ruin DMW? Try doing that from your graves." He yelled as he pointed his gun to father’s head and cocked it.

How could they be together even in death while I was cursed to live a hideous life repenting for sins that I only committed to keep those I loved safe? "No, Margo. They can't win over us. Not Delia and definitely not Eve. This is why you got a second chance... Let's get better ok" I told myself. "Then we'll have our revenge. Let's make sure to flay her skin. I am going to burn you to ashes Eve. If you won't die from falling down the hill, you are definitely going to die when I burn you alive. And this time, I am going to make sure that you don't survive I'll make sure of it" I promised.

I didn't have the strength to stand up anymore and was about to fall if Sabina was not there to support me. "My queen, please...let me help you. Maven sent me to usher you to king Arkael's chamber..." "Warrior Savaric, please follow me Muriel and Maven are already there." She said as she sees Savaric by his side. Sabina helped me to Arkael's chamber, she was by my side and was giving me more strength. But I was losing hope already, I could only watch as they were all busy stripping off the shield from his damaged body.

The Philosophy of the Iron Malak wasn't a remnant of the Architects. He was the leader of a "Death-Sim"—a sector of the Source designed for high-stress military training that had been abandoned and left to evolve in the dark. While Elara’s team had been learning to feel, Malak’s team had been learning to Endure.

"Alright, but don't you think we should retaliate? Give the Monhowls what they're looking for?" A pause, then, "No, we wait. Bide our time and hit them when they least expect it." Nikolai's lips curled in a frightening snarl, "Revenge is a dish best served cold, Drew. Mark my words." His tone was so empty, cold and as Drew stared at his retreating back, he knew one sure thing, the person in front of him was no longer human or animal, he was a monster.

CHAPTER ONE 15th May 2021 MILA'S POV I stood in front of the chapel in which MacCarter was about to be wed. It had been 5 long and hard years, but I was back to recover all that I lost or rather, what was stolen from me. I was no longer that weak 18 year old girl, fresh out of high school, without a Mom or a healthy father. I turned out to be strong and bold. I had to be because life had given me a lot more reasons to be.