Jedi Braid Novels & Stories

I punched him in his arm and he asked me to help him take out his braids. "Seriously, gonna finally wash that mess," I mumbled softly, giving him a hard time. "Yeah and you'll have to find Striker for me to braid it once again since you have no clue how," he lipped back. I told him to sit up. I grabbed scissors and cut off a few inches on the ends, causing beads to bounce across the floor. Using his alien detangler, I started from the bottom loosening his braids. Dregs black hair was thick and surprisingly still healthy. After several hours all his hair was out and it was long and thick. He glanced up at me and asked if I thought he should just cut it. I shook my head and told him he looked

Leia POV: I hardly slept at all last night, my bite wound was not healing like it should and Una has been rather quiet and hasn't said much. So for safety measure Brandon is taking me to Julie and I'm sure she is going to rip my ass up again. "How much pain are you in?" Brandon asked. "I don't want to walk, too much pressure on that side makes it worse. Or it feels that way at least." I replied. "Let me have a look at it." Brandon said and I raised my shirt. I let him take the bandages off and heard him sigh. When I looked down it was starting to turn black. "You can ride on Lane, let's go." Brandon said, helping me to my feet. I went to take a step forward and dug my nails into him, "What t

If the Gods really existed, Mehdawi would have been a saint, wielding a magical rod of healing. Instead, he toiled in obscurity. Only the sick and dying knew his name. - "That's wonderful, Ken." he said. "But ... do you have a moment?" An hour later, after casting three healing spells, I left the Gale. Braida and his friend were relieved to hear that we were going uphill. First stop: a tailor, where I bought three new sets of clothes. Then a weaponsmith, to purchase another rapier.

{MIA} As I leisurely ambled down the corridor toward the call room, my hand instinctively lifted in a friendly wave to those I crossed paths with. Among the usual flow of students, a peculiar sight caught my eye—a young man suspended mid-air, an impromptu display of levitation that seemed almost routine in this extraordinary academy. It was all part and parcel of life at this institution, a place where the supernatural and the magical intertwined seamlessly.

The man on the other end of the line was silent for a long moment before he spoke. “Annalise Wright, the heir of the Snow family is only allowed to be widowed, never divorced. “If you choose to marry me, there will be no room for regret.” I lowered my eyes. “Mm, I won’t regret it.” Levi Snow and I were childhood friends. We were betrothed by our families when we were young, and we had always gotten along well.

There was a chance that none of us would come back. There were five of us: Myself, Selene. Water and warding specialist. Kira, battle mage. Young, brilliant, volatile. Halric, the conjurer. Silent, dangerous. The one with shadows in his veins. Bram, elemental. Fire-dominant, blunt as a hammer. Nilo, the scholar. Skilled in astral reading and tracking enchantments. Before dawn, we stood in full formation outside Obsidian’s front gates. Alpha Reed was already waiting beside a sleek obsidian chariot inlaid with protective sigils.

Hence, Judy was showing such a side to Jay. Her waist-length black hair looked as beautiful as a waterfall. The hair from the two sides of her temples was woven into many braids that hung down her chest. The braids were adorned with red gems, which complemented her bright red dress. It brought out her beauty even more. She was exquisite. Judy’s beauty was spotless. She was as beautiful as a snow fairy from an enchanted mountain. Seeing Judy like this, Angeline’s heart skipped a beat. Only then did she know that her rival was this formidable.