Mandalorian Oc Novels & Stories

Leia stares at the bottle as she debates knowing it's owner. "You can call me Opal. It's only fair that you have something to call me, even if it is not my true name it is less deplorable than pinky." Leia blinks before huffing a small laugh at the way her nose wrinkles. "Sure……Opal."

Andor - "Great! Where the He** are we?!!" Everywhere I look there is sand. The heat is intense and there aren't any trees anywhere to be seen. Cadma retorts, "Looks like the dessert you green mutt!" "Shut up you green lizard!" Thinking about what I just said, it didn't sound like a cut down. Cadma snickers, "Isn't it normal for a lizard to be green? Mutt breath! Besides, I am a Dragon, not a lizard!"

“But... there have never been a new silver tongue ever since...” “Ever since the Dark revolt...” Mordecai finished for him. “that means...” They were alarmed when a crack resounded in the air and saw Eirian pulling her head up from a snapped dragon claw, her mouth slightly got free from Lord Ombra’s hold. She stared at the dragon lord and spat out words in dragon tongue that made Ombra snarl at her. “You dare command me?!” His golden eyes widened, while two more pairs appeared on either side of his head. The dark hair that fell over his face flared and turned into black flames.

Brandon POV: It's been about a week and we have been keeping ourselves busy with little things. Leia and I started training in our own separate way and I was surprised to see how much we are alike when it comes to fighting. I walked out to the little pond to find her sitting on the dock with her feet in the water, "What are you thinking about?" I asked, sitting down next to her. "I think I am ready to go back home." Leia replied and I looked at her. "Are you sure?" I asked. I didn't want her to feel rushed or anything like that. "I've been doing a lot better and things have calmed down, I'm ready." Leia replied with a small smile. "Besides, I miss everyone and I want to meet new people." Lei

I cleared my throat and focused on my sentences. “Who the hell are you to tell me what to say?” I said, emphasizing the word ‘hell’. “No wonder Kylo doesn’t like you.” “What?” There was a sudden disorientation in my facial muscles. “You’re such a rude human.” “At least I look human, unlike you,” I said with greeted teeth. “If I were a human, I wouldn’t be proud.” “Run your mouth again and I’ll sew that.” His face was unexpressive. “Anyway, I am Osca.”