Mandalorian Unmasked Novels & Stories

It’s been about a day since I last wrote inside my diary and I’ll admit, it’s definitely helped me way more than I care to admit. When I’m done writing I always move to put it away, hidden within my nightstand and away from prying eyes. Currently, I am sitting on my bed watching Disney+. Binge watching the Mandalorian. Too engrossed in the episodes to care, I soon realize that I might have a small crush on Pedro Pascal, the guy who plays Mando.

I shake my head, clicking my tongue, “No, I’m alright standing. Thank you.” Taking a deep breath, she starts dropping everything that happened since she disappeared with Frank at the party. She overflows me with an amount of information about the past months that my heart struggles to take. She tells me how she got into a secluded place with the masked stranger but, of course, as she didn’t have the same stupid agreement I had made with Ruggerio, their masks dropped instantaneously. As they were both running fake profiles, they recognized each other immediately and panicked as they realized who they had come to the party with. Being already undressed, Nina was left behind by Frank, who bolte

Melissa questioned, pulling me backwards. "Lissa, I'll be fine." I reassured and shoved her hands away as I stormed out of the room. As I came into view, dressed as a warrior and a sword in hand....everything came to a pause. Just then, their leader shouted an order: "Focus more on the chosen one!." He growled and they all stared at me with a death glare. "What are you doing?." "Petal, get out of here!." "Petal, dont make things hard for us."

The Alpha and Luna, Beta and some other members of the pack are celebrating with the silver moon pack. I tip toe to the right, which is close to the exit of the house. I halt and and ponder. I think it’s better to follow the back door. There are two omegas and a delta outside. Going out there is a risky mission. I might be able to leave, but then it’s risky. I turn back left and pull my mask off my face. With my mask, even if someone sees me from afar, they’d know I’m the one.

He clenched his jaw and pulled the armor apart, seeing the place where the wound had been perfectly closed. “How did you do that?” One of them asked, “W-We haven’t been able to even touch him.” Adolph looked down at the body with a frustrated sigh. It could have been because of his connection to the moon goddess. Laurel told him that Morrigan Ash had been Eden’s mother. Eden’s words as he lay dying rang through his mind, *The darkness… a long time ago…* *They called it ash after the remains of a fire?* He drew his sword and aimed to stab the body through the heat. The blade creaked and groaned against an invisible shield before shattering in his hand.

Nagtaas-baba pa ang kilay nito. Sumunod ang tingin ko sa tinutukoy ni Athelia. Naroon si Adamson. He was wearing a black button down shirt. Nakabukas pa ang tatlong butones. He was a bit sweaty and under the lights, his sweat shimmers like they were diamonds. May suot din itong kwintas na may dog tag na pendant. Mukhang may magpipigil ng ngiti ngayong gabi ah. Natawa ako nang umirap si Ena at sumiksik sa akin.

Daniel, the IT staff Damien sacked The fourth arrival came in his footsteps silent, his posture impeccable. His mask is a simple thing—smooth obsidian, featureless except for a single crack that ran diagonally across the face. He was known only as the Broken. There was something unmistakable about him, a cold, coiled danger that radiated from every line of his body. He took his seat without a word, his eyes hidden behind the mask, but those who watched him could feel the weight of his presence. Tristan Miller

Helena growled quietly, and I added, “So I'll live through this” The man looked at me, then left. Silence again, but something was different. They were watching me differently. I knew, that even here, in chains, I was still getting stronger, still becoming the Masked Luna, the one who could walk among enemies and not break, who could plan. Days turned into nights I couldn't count. Helena and I did our thing, small stretches, tests of strength, training. We reminded each other we weren't entirely trapped. My body got stronger, my senses sharper, and my mind the sharpest.

She shrieked, "So what! I just wanted to live better! You wolves sit so high above everyone else. Who says you get to decide my fate? I was only taking what was mine!" "What was yours?" Yuna stood in front of her, her voice quiet but sharper than any scream. "What's yours is the punishment for what you've done." Yuna had barely finished speaking when a sudden stir rose from the far side of the snowfield. Several young warriors from Fendon Pack, under the elders' guidance, stepped forward to publicly submit a formal confession. Damon had allowed partiality to cloud his judgment, enabling outsiders to harm a Luna, which had caused a failed full-moon raid, disrupted border trade, and damaged th

With my cock still in the Deltas ass, I grip his hair and pull his head back. “I Alpha Donovan Elias Blake strip you of your title as Delta for treason. Erik Ford, you are no longer Delta of the Mystic Shadow Pack. You are my bitch and plaything, until I dispose of you!” I roar then I wrap my hand around his cock and squeeze it while pulling out of his ass and pushing him to his knees to piss on his face. “Take the fool to his cell and wash his face! He might get another round later! Remember, all traitors are subject to whatever punishment I choose!” I announce.