Darth Vader Fanfic Novels & Stories

I was truly tired, but Maven kept on pumping me with his energy and I kept on refueling my power. "I can do this, I've been doing this for days since you've been cuddling with that king of yours," I smirked at him while he blushed red, starting from his neck then to his ears before it reaches his cheeks. "Aww...Rain you are one adorable were. I love you. Now, let's get the last two demons back to hell so I can get back home." "My queen, we are ready..." Maven let me into the circle, while Rain was looking at me, watching me then looking at Maven's direction from time to time.

Daphnie said in a firm voice, making Vader freeze. "Sit." Vader sat down, awaiting another command. "Stay." Vader began to whimper as Daphnie filled his dish with food and placed it in front of him. I was amazed at how Vader stayed put while his food was in front of him. "Go ahead." Vader immediately started eating his food and finished in just a few minutes. Daphnie washed her hands and walked over to see what I was cooking; her eyes lit up when she saw what was in the pan.

She reaches out her hand to me too. I almost reach her. But then someone stands between us. A shadow. The Dark Lord. Taller than any man. His cloak is not cloth but whirlpooling darkness. His presence causes physical pain. Magic… warps around him, as if reality itself attempts to push him away — unsuccessfully. And beside him — Vareth stands. The traitor. The friend who fought like a brother at my side. Who now has sold the throne — and Nyra — for a power he does not understand.

“Hopefully Fenrik was there to settle your desires.” I gasped, stretching my mind to all the conversations they must have had. But something else crossed my thoughts. The expression of his eyes when he complimented Fenrik. They dulled, like a knife that had been smashed against stone. He was glad, but not all too happy. There was sadness in his face. He got up to leave, his eyes fixated on me, breathing in-between each strike. He swallowed a lump of saliva, before blinking for a second. “The vervain is still in your system,” he said, caressing my cheeks with the back of his hand. “If you ever need to fulfil your desires,” he paused and stared at me passionately. “You come to me.”

If Stefano got the information that he needed and nothing was amiss then he would be able to rest. Valerie's mind wandered to Dracaryx, whenever he was around Dracaryx, Valerie couldn't keep his hands to himself and Dracaryx that fiend loved it. And the bond which had throbbed painfully had stopped doing so since he reunited with Dracaryx. Valerie did not fully understand the whole fated mate thing but he had a long time to figure it out, it wasn't like he was dying anytime soon, it scared Valerie that eventually all his loved ones, Dante, Geremia, his men in the guild would die and he would still remain here. At least he would have Dracaryx to keep him company, he thought to himself. A WEEK

she battered her eyes at him. “Which if Forrest is Darth Vader, that means. Darius, is that you under the Mandalorian helmet?” her voice taking on a flirty tone. “Yeah, that would be me,” Darius answered, bored and not paying attention as he shook a rattle at Ryū to keep him happy.

“I know you’re still pondering what to do, Alpha Carl, but let me ask you this question. How long have you known Vader? I’m guessing it’s only been for a few months. I have known him for the greater part of my life, and I have always known that he is up to no good. The Vader I know never likes to serve under anyone. He always wants all the power for himself, and he had planned to kill Alpha Danister before Logan’s attack.” “Enough!” Vader growled. “There are many things I will tolerate, but not you dragging my name in the mud.” “I will never get tired of exposing your evil plans, Vader. My father might not have believed me when I told him, but I know Alpha Carl will. Vader was once my coach.

"My sister has always been a fighter, one that would never allow herself be intimidated. Surely, she can survive in the midst of those wolves. I know she can" Masha shook her head and sighed. A knock at the door drew their attention from the conversation. Masha gestured Terra to check it out and upon opening the door, she discovered it was Lord Galadriel's right-hand man - Vader. He stood there, tall and intimidating with his face being as strict as ever. He always seemed like one ready for a fight. "Good morning, Vader", Terra bowed in obeisance, still holding the door open. But Vader ignored her and penetrated his eyes into the room for Masha. He found her there before the mirror and the t

Raven’s POV His lips slammed onto mine, and in less than a millisecond, I responded, our tongues deeply entangled as he tore off my nightgown, leaving me in my underwear. “I was barely able to hold myself back there in the changing booth,” he admitted, “I wanted to bend you over and show you exactly what a good time looks like,” My head was spinning with so many thoughts. Dante had already had his wolf since he was 11. Which means all this time that he has been tormenting me he knew.