Halo And Star Wars Novels & Stories

I stretched my limbs out and I slowly fell into an easy jog while I let my mind drift back to the conversation last night. *FLASHBACK* Leia POV: I was honestly having a really nice time with Alley and Beth but I knew it was time for me to go. I needed to get back and get dinner started for when Brandon got back home. "We need to do this more often, I've missed you." Alley hugged me. "We will, I have a feeling things won't calm down anytime soon but we will make some time. Beth, it was so nice to see you again." I said, smiling at her. "You too! I hope to see you soon." Beth replied before she walked back out of the room. When I opened the door Pythia and Ambrosia were standing on the other s

Just then, a brilliantly-colored barrier of light appeared around Wilbur. He stood in the middle of this barrier, completely unmoving. The terrifying Halo of Death struck the barrier, and Maddox let out a crazed laugh. No power could withstand the Halo of Death. It was the God of Darkness' ultimate move, powerful enough to destroy any living being and send their soul to feed the God of Darkness. However, Maddox's smile froze the very next instant. The light shooting out of Halo of Death was completely absorbed by Wilbur's Dragon's Safehaven without even causing the slightest of ripples.

"Stop! None of you are going anywhere!" Vera Hawthorn rushed over in three quick strides and planted herself right in front of me. She glared at me like I was a hopeless case. "Have you lost your mind? Do you even realize what you're doing? Donating blood for them is no different from selling yourself! Have you no shame?" Those familiar words sent a chill down my spine. Only then did I realize that I had been reborn. In my previous life, she had stopped me the exact same way. At the time, all I could think about was that someone's life was on the line. Besides, I had already come here prepared to donate blood voluntarily.

Finally dropped the fake halo and showed up like the villain she really was. "If you behave, I might let you live long enough to die of old age." Cute. Real generous of her. Even if I'd been totally clueless, they still would've wiped me out. Just like last time—erase, delete, gone. Lillian cracked up, loud and unhinged. "You did this to yourself! Rot here! Everything you had? Mine now!" In my last life, I never got why Bobby and Whitney backed her. She might've "saved" them, sure, but I was their son's wife. That used to mean something, right?

"A big boat? Of course I know what a boat is, Declan, my brain isn't a vegetable. But Leonardo DiCaprio didn't sketch people on icebergs. He was busy fighting the gladiators in the Roman Colosseum while the ship was burning to the ground!" Declan stopped dead in his tracks, letting out a sudden, boisterous laugh that echoed over the dunes. "Gladiators in the Colosseum? Man, your brain really did a spectacular remix of Hollywood history. What about Star Wars? Giant space swords, little green men speaking backward, a guy named Darth Vader who is desperately in need of throat lozenges?" "Space swords are ridiculous," I retorted, crossing my uninjured arm over my chest as we turned a corner. "Ev

Mira, Elda, the twins, and I turned on the others, cutting them down individually until only Halo remained. We gathered in a semicircle, watching Holly and Halo fight with unrestrained rage. “Why, Halo?!” Holly roared. “Why did you do all this?!” “Because he rejected me!” Halo’s scream split the night. “He rejected me and chose that pathetic woman as his Luna! And to make it worse, she was his second chance mate! Why does he get happiness while I get nothing?!” Her tears glistened, though her voice was soaked in venom.

The High Citadel was no longer a monument to solar perfection; it was a Galactic Lightning Rod. High above, the Harvester hadn't left; it had multiplied. Six more crystalline structures had de-cloaked, forming a geometric "Halo" around the planet. They weren't siphoning yet; they were Calibrating.

A lot of men you won't originally just come across and that alone shows how powerful even Halo's places were to give these men so much peace. I strode deeper into the club, making my way through a dimly lit corridor, untill I reached a large, lavish room. Halo was already there, sitting on one of the couches in the room, sipping from his glass of whiskey. He didn't look surprised to see me– then again, he never did. “Luca,” Halo greeted me, his voice calm with something lacing it. His intentions were always shown in his voice but it was hard to place a hand on it. “I didn't expect you so soon. What brings you into my den?”

It clunks against Ali's head, returning to the narrow cylinder as he falls. Halo turns, dodging the swing of a machete, and a simple, black staff by turning his body into an opposite arc. The weapons hit the ground, and Halo lifts his leg high, then brings it down atop the mercenary now on his right. In one swift movement, he pulls out his pistols and their tips glow blue as candescent projectiles fly.

Chapter 54 The Gift The Halo deck shimmered to life, its holographic projections weaving a breathtaking tapestry of color and light. Niklaus and Kie had chosen a Starlit night: a view from Heaven. It was amazing it seemed like you were walking on thin air among the stars in the Heavens.