Darth Vader: Shattered Galaxy Novels & Stories

Safer for all of them. Riven swallowed hard, his throat dry. Void help me. I almost agreed with Kaine. Almost. The memory of it sat bitter in the back of his mind. That flicker of doubt. That split-second moment at the edge of the fracture, watching the world twist in her hands, watching the planet itself breathe for the first time in an eternity. Is this a death sentence? For her. For them. For reality. Or. His gaze flicked back to Mae. Or is this the one impossible shot at undoing everything that broke? Galaxies, plural, on the edge of collapse. Civilizations that had long given up. The fracture had destroyed more than just planets. It destroyed hope. And yet. There she is. Alive. Small. C

“Perhaps then you will meet your goddess.” The galaxy shattered. We fell from grace. -

I told him everything: the holding company, the chemist, the payment just before Cassian showed up, the pointed questions in the hallway. He went very still. “He stood in this house, shook my hand while I was dying, and asked how he could help.” “I know.” “And the whole time.” “I know, Damien.” He stared out the window, forcing calm. “How many signatures?” “Five,” I said. “Who’s left?” I named them. He didn’t blink—just shifted, a quiet decision. “Alpha Korr,” he said. “We trained together before we held rank. He owes me—never had a chance to pay it back.” Damien reached for the phone, hand shaking a bit, still worn out from the night. “Help me sit up. I’m calling him directly.”

Whatever it was, I didn’t want to get dragged into it. Since that day, Davis hadn’t stopped bugging me. Always showing up out of nowhere, trying to act cool. But I’ve got to admit, he wasn’t exactly as bad as people made him seem. I was still lost in thought when someone nudged me gently toward the canteen. Then I heard the girls giggle and whisper to one another. “He’s so hot,” one of them said. And that’s when I realized Davis had just walked out of the canteen. His presence still had the girls melting like butter on toast.

my voice was a rasp. "What?" "I said, dissolve the family," I met his eyes. "This legacy of blood and hate is what killed Isabella." "Are you insane?" "I'm more clear-headed than ever," I stood. "Tell everyone Vincent Torrino is dead. He died with her." Late one night, I sharpened the end of my toothbrush on the concrete floor. I dragged it across my wrist, craving an end to the agony. "Inmate down!" The guards rushed in, taking me to the infirmary.

But I also can't live in the dark forever. The uncertainty eats at me. Every time I close my eyes, I see flashes of that night. The broken glass. His face. The ring in my hand. And Justice. Always her name, like poison on my tongue. Who was she to me, really? A mistress? A friend turned enemy? Or someone far more dangerous?

he paused, “But you can be.” Darth walked to my side, then dropped to his knee. “I’d put him to sleep, and I alone can wake him, but I need something in return from you.” “What do you want?” I questioned, trying to conceal my desperation and afraid I’d still slipped at that. “Years ago, I wanted you dead. I believed Seraphina’s prophecy that you were here Chosen One ordained to bring me down. But she was wrong, you are whoever you choose to be.”

He was injured himself from fighting those enemies yet he still came here to protect me. “Die!” Yoshimoto shouted. As he took a step back, Mōri Shinsuke threw a spear at him. As he turned to deflect it using his sword, Hattori Koheita came up to him and swung his sword, decapitating him in the process. Yoshimoto’s head fell from his shoulders and rolled in front of me. Seeing his decapitated head sent a chill down my spine. “Are you alright, my lady?” Hideyoshi offered his hand to help me stand up. I shook my head and told him I couldn’t stand. Nobunaga came rushing towards me.

But I was losing hope already, I could only watch as they were all busy stripping off the shield from his damaged body. You promised me...I fucking love you... "...my queen..." It wasn't until Maven was in front of me then I realize, that he was calling me to assist him. "He promised...he fucking promised me..." my body shook with great sadness, which was slowly fading when Sabina touched my hand. I could see that she was absorbing my sadness. She was suddenly teary, but she nodded to Maven. "My queen, please follow me." I slowly got up when I felt nothing, my sadness was gone but nothing else was replacing it. It was just an empty feeling on nothingness.