Obi-wan Sith Lord Novels & Stories

He leaned back in his high-backed carved chair, steepling his long fingers together as he surveyed the panicked lords. "Valerian failed because he treated this like a minor border dispute," Cassian spoke, his voice dangerously quiet, carrying a weight that commanded immediate obedience. "He underestimated the psychological threat she represents. It’s not just about a territory losing its tribute or an army losing a skirmish. Rumors are spreading among the independent packs and southern swamplands. They are calling her the Obsidian Queen. They believe she carries the bloodline of the ancient Shadow Kings."

“Osyron is a god untamed, he will feed on you and wipe us all out!” There was suddenly a loud rumble that caused the ground to shake and vibrate, followed by a low growl from beneath. Xanth and Kye were suddenly on alert, and so were Syrana and Iris. Vixra smiled a wicked and satisfied smile. “Not long now and he would rise to rule over us all!” she turned to face them when she got to the doorpost, keeping her attention mainly on Syrana. “If I were you, I would use this very precious time to pledge my loyalty to Osyron.”

"Fuck, I'm pathetic. I'm failing as a Queen if I can't at least present a façade of control. What do you make of this curse, dear Rose?" Rose interlaced her fingers with Catarina's. Catarina traced her knuckle. Their attraction, instant, was like nothing Catarina had felt with a man. This woman felt right. Like she belonged in the Aswang Queen's arms. "The animals. They're enchanted humans and Aswang – a rival Babaylan cursed them like Circe did Odysseus's men into pigs."

“Toke is more powerful than an average witchlord, almost as powerful as a guardian. I think she has the right to stand with us.” I open my mouth at Nub’s appraisal of me, shock clouding my face. The Kenyan white matron sighed, stepping down. “Do what you have to do.” “But is it not risky?” another council member asked. “It’s merely an illusion, and between the four of them they should be able to deal with it,” the Kenyan white matron waved his worries away.

Lord Dark was completely drenched, and on his pitch-black chest was a fist mark that looked like a brand. Too exaggerated! Master Yi's strength had overturned the cognition of all the people present. Could a human really be powerful to such an extent? Ula Budo was originally full of confidence and wanted to join forces with Lord Dark to defeat Master Yi, the number one expert in the world. However, in just one move, Master Yi defeated Lord Dark's diving suit. The latter instantly lost his ability to fight and returned to the submarine. He stood dumbly on the spot, as if he had been completely frozen by the boundless aura of Master Yi.

“You people haphazardly assembled the ten so-called Gods of War, and then you dubbed yourselves the Ten Sword Saints? “How can you expect yourselves to be strong with such a narrow mind? “I don’t know your true identity, but I can make a wild guess! “You must be Akio’s master and the previous sovereign of the Shindan Way. Am I wrong? “You’ve been stalling the entire time instead of kicking me out of Hong Kong! “You’re trying to find an excuse to kill me off… “So, you can take revenge for your good disciple! Right?!”

Lilith’s light sliced through the illusions, revealing lord Varnaak’s true form for brief moments. Lord Varnaak retaliated with a wave of dark energy, but Lilith summoned a shield of swirling light particles, deflecting the attack. She countered with a barrage of luminous orbs, each one homing in on lord Varnaak with precision. “You will never win against me light mutant! Infact, the dying wish of my beloved friend who help me with this incredible power boost if that I kill you!” Lord Varnaak stumbled back, his illusions faltering, but he quickly regained composure. He created a maze of reflections, trapping Lilith in a labyrinth of her own perceptions. Lilith's light faltered, confused by t

He turned his body slighly to shield us as he held my hand. "I gotta admit that I like this. I like having this moment with you. I like gazing at the stars and moon with you." It's a good thing most of his servants are humans and the orcs don't have a super hearing ability like the vampires and wolves, or else they will hear us. "Me too, your highness. I like being with you." I said with all honesty and he smiled. "Waian. If we are alone, you can call me Waian."

I asked, curiously. She grinned again and answered, “You should already know your master’s name. Perth Otho. He leads the Otho family’s major clan. His younger brother, Dimitri, and their sister, Fayre, each lead the minor clans. So the Othos together make up three clans total—one major, two minors.”

At the stairwell he stopped and barked a name: “Darius.” The Beta appeared almost instantly, as though he’d been waiting in the shadows. Tall, steady-eyed, though Silas could see the hesitation coiled in his shoulders. “Alpha,” Darius said, bowing his head. Silas didn’t soften, didn’t waste time. “Call the loyalists. Quietly. Tonight.” Darius’s jaw worked. “And the council?” “Let them bow to her. Let them think she’s won.” Silas’s voice was low, dangerous. “But I want to know exactly who still remembers where their oaths were sworn first. I want names. Every wolf who falters, every wolf who whispers against me.”