Last Jedi Novels & Stories

The opening sealed shut behind them both. Silence swallowed the facility whole. Then every screen flared to life one last time, displaying a single final message: DAY SEVEN HAS BEGUN. THE ORIGINAL IS COMING. AND IT KNOWS HER NAME.

She held my hand as her cold tears dripped onto my face. "Mia, your wish came true," she whispered. "They've all been caught. We rescued so many people…" I smiled as I slowly closed my eyes. Finally. Maybe this way, I could repay a fraction of my sins.

Every head turned. The wolf who had spoken—Jareth, a grizzled veteran from the southern patrols stood with his arms crossed over his chest, his chin tipped high. His scarred jaw trembled with the force of his words. “She won the fight, sure. But a fight is not a legacy. A fight does not make a leader.” The murmurs erupted like dry tinder catching flame. “She’s too young—” “Brian held the line longer—” “Silas should be—”

ᴵ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵗʰᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵐʸ ˡᵃˢᵗ ᵇʳⁱᵈᵍᵉ, ˢᵒ ʳᵉᶠʳᵉˢʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵀʰᵉ ᵇʳᵉᵉᶻᵉ ᵇˡᵒʷˢ ᵐʸ ᵉᵇᵒⁿʸ ʰᵃⁱʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵒⁿᵉ ˡᵃˢᵗ ˢᵗᵉᵖ, ˡ'ˡˡ...

“I bet you dreamt of it, the talks would end up in a stalemate and when that happens, a war would ensue outside of this entire situation.” “We’ve always known it would turn out like this, Jonathan.” My eyes found Yoda’s who wore an amused expression on his face, he wasn’t taking him serious and neither was I. “Yoda’s right, Jonathan. We all know how it’ll turn out if our proposal of peace doesn’t work out, we’re not going back till we have Gianna.” I added, staring at him. “That’s not the point,” He shook his head. “My dream doesn’t end there, I woke up when an enemy got the upper hand over you, Don Alessandro, and I don’t know if you survived. If my dreams are anything to go by, you will di

Rozi sat beside them, silently listening to their conversation and occasionally interjecting with her thoughts. "The ultimate battle will be our last fight, and I call it The Final Fight. When that happens, you, Jerome, Sage, Sylvia, and Strider will be my last hope. I want all of you to fight relentlessly and forge your own legends. You have a lot of responsibility on your shoulders, and I know you miss your siblings very much right now, but remember, this is your mission," Adrian said as he stared at Remy. Remy was uncertain about the fate of his younger siblings. He had been searching for them but could not leave Drogoton.

Nestled between my two mates, an unexpected voice echoed in my mind. "Leia, you must come to me with my son. I wish to see him one last time before I pass to the other world," the voice of Sia implored.

His tears just dripped without being able to stop it. 'If you have received this flash disk from Verdict, it means I'm already dead. Or maybe go to another place, somewhere you can't reach anymore,' the man was silent for a moment, trying to think through his next sentence carefully. 'I will make a big confession.' His breath caught as Arnold fell silent again for a few moments, waiting for the man's words to return.

Justin chimed in. “But in this dream everywhere was black and it all felt like a nightmare to me.” That was the last thing Justin was expecting him to say. It was a shock to him. “I was surrounded by black fog and the only thing I could see was a black wooden board that had words written in bold white. What they said was exactly: 1000 years was the last time they had seen war but it happened again and destroyed a wonderful land but the land was spelled by a skilled sorcerer. The Lone Survivor of the kingdom has to restore it back to full glory but she can only do that when she finds the cinnamon witch.

“Did Salsa say anything to you?” "He just said that when he got the last assignment from Leo, he asked me to stay away from Aini. I don't know what he's going to do but… I doubt it.” Lia's last words caught Arjuna's attention, he didn't understand at all what the woman was talking about. "What if Salsa's manipulative attitude can separate me from Aini? What if it turns out that I'm not good enough to be Aini's friend? What if…?”