Obi-wan Sith Lord Novels & Stories

"You are in Anceps now. Do not worry, this place is sacred by protection spell, so any magical creature will not harm you, if you are afraid of them." "Who the hell says that I am afraid of some messed-up rabbits? Or whatever, I am not afraid of anything, okay?" he snarled at her and kept trying to sit up while leaning on his elbows. "I am the Lord of Life!" "But it looks like the Lord of Life is suffering from broken bones and you really broke the poor Moriah's hips. Chu-hh, so bad," she made a sympathetic sound by her mouth. "It pretty much does hurt, doesn't it? I think...a few pieces of Bonesbane would fix the broken bones," she smirked lightly, watching him.

Not unless Thorin fought for dominance to come out just like before. "Don't you that Thorin left him!" What?! My shock was evident in Shiva's snarl. "Yes, b!tch! His wolf left him. He is nothing in the realm of gods and goddesses but a mere human. No super strength. No superpower at all!"

he asked. A dozen bad nicknames lined up. Kaia’s inhale cut them down. He saved me the attempt. “I am Alexander Veylor,” he said. “King of Wolves. King of Lycans. Nytherra bows to my bloodline.” The words landed like a fist. I’d suspected. Hearing it turned suspicion into gravity. His gaze locked to mine. Not looked. Claimed. “And you,” he said, voice dipping, “are mine.” The net hit—sharp, heavy, impossible to shake. My body remembered the clearing, the blue, the heat snapping through my nerves.

said Alexander. Prince Arthur looked into the determined eyes of his zodiac warriors and grinned. "Your fighting spirits are unlike any other warriors I encountered. Don't worry, I am not going to summon powerful creatures!" Prince Arthur put his hand on the ground again. "This creature I will summon is much weaker than the dark Phoenix, but it doesn't mean it's not strong. The legendary ape, Sun Wukong, come forth!"

" The pandemonium and chaos that broke out in the next second can not be explained, but it was justified. I gave them time to soak it in.. “All right, that's enough. I didn't come here to listen to you murmur and judge me. If you have something to say, say it to my face." One of the councilmen came forward. “My Lord, we apologize if we have shown disrespect, but you must understand, we're trying to wrap our heads around this." I could hear supporting mumbling from the crowd and I raised my hand to silence them. “I understand, but it is true. My mate is a human and that's the end of that. What's the big deal in it?" “My Lord, it is an abomination!" That fool said. “Say that again, and I'll ta

He was none other than the enigmatic and powerful King of the West, Lord of the Shadow Sect, Young Master Howard himself. Xever's body jolted as if he had been hit by a bolt of lightning, his face etched with sheer astonishment. "I can't believe it, I just can't! It's him!" "Grandpa, what's gotten into you?" Wynie asked, bewildered by Xever's reaction. "Who is this guy?" "He's a once-in-a-lifetime genius, respected even by those he defeats," Xever said softly, almost to himself. The following morning…

Not to mention Demon Lord Boss, Clan Elder, even Great Villian, were born with taboos against Tadhg Walter, this guy is too terrifying. A supreme coercion, as easy as turning one's hand, moreover, he is also the proud and arrogant Lunisolar Grand, making people feel that his combat power is terrible, and has not reached the limit. If it is a full-fledged explosion, there is hope to fight the Supreme Second Product, but the other person is only the second-ranked Asura Emperor. Truly unimaginable. "You are not bad, can achieve one more step of creation, Crocodile Swamp, the Dharma Path is open for you!"

Her mouth had never hung open so wide for so long, completely abandoning her usual ladylike demeanor. She turned extremely slowly at Willow beside her. "Does Mr. Collins' visualized spirit have some special background?" Her voice was stiff, eyes still showing traces of shock and bewilderment. Walter frowned as he explained, "That's the artifact spirit of Master's Greedy Wolf Blade—the Star Lord of Greedy Wolf Star!" Now, both Willow and Helena were completely dumbfounded. Blade spirit? Star Lord? Greedy Wolf Star? Weapons with artifact spirits were divine treasures that only cultivators at the divine level or above could wield. Where had Chase gotten such a thing?

For weeks, I hadn't gotten any amount of decent sleep, thinking about how to free my mate from the clutches of that monster. And when I had heard about them wanting to reopen the bidding market, I had been against it and thought about thwarting their efforts until I found out that my mate was bound by slavery to Cassius, one of the worst Vampire lords in the state. If it was any other Vampire, it would have been different. I would have been able to bargain for her release and would have given up anything that was asked for in exchange if it was within my power to as long as she was safe.

"I'm the first Omega in three centuries to cultivate independently." Whispers exploded again. "That's impossible" "trash Omega can't" "he's lying" Jay pulled his qi to the surface. Let it flare visibly—golden energy rippling across his skin, filling the air with power that made the nearest nobles step back. Silence. "Not impossible," Jay said quietly. "Just unprecedented. So when General Kael says he wants to 'claim' me…" He looked at Kael. Held those gold eyes. "I want to know what I'm agreeing to. Because I'm not the same prince who entered this room two days ago, and I won't be owned."