Old Luke Skywalker Novels & Stories

“Come on, let’s get going.” “Luke, do you know a Jordan?” Luke went still and turned back to us slowly. “Jordan?” I nodded. “Tall. Dark hair? Brown eyes. Pretty friendly and laid back?” His lips twitched. “Jordan… died several years ago.” My eyes widened. “Wh-What? But we—” I looked at Duke who looked solemn. “He’s… in the in-between?” “Another victim of the Moon Goddess,” Luke said. “Don’t worry about it. He’s… mostly happy. He always wanted to attend Hecate. I think he’ll pass on soon.”

Owen turned to face Luke, their gazes clashing in a silent battle. The standoff continued until Owen finally looked down, his resolve crumbling under Luke's unyielding stare. “No, I'm just stating facts,” Owen Hales replied, his tone unwavering. “You better be.” Luke said, his voice low and even. Then he turned to me, his ice-gray eyes softened as he held out a hand. “Come here, little one.” I rolled my eyes inwardly, this wasn't the time or place for nicknames but I got up and went to him anyway after all he was Luke Hunters.

He was a vampire elder who was over a thousand year. "She has to leave," another elder who's name was Marcus said. He was older than the three vampire elders Ington had.Ington is the name of their town. "You have no say in this," Vador said attacking Marcus with a rod. "Get off me," Marcus groaned his hands healing from the cut Vador gave him."How old are you. 200?" "I'm over 200 years," Vador spat. "Calm yourself Vador," Aleister shouted nodding at Vador literally telling him everything was going to be fine.

she said. “He’s not going anywhere.” But Luca shifted in her arms. Not resisting. Not struggling. Just— Leaning. Toward the sky. Toward the ripple. Toward them. Luke saw it instantly. His hand shot out, steadying Lily—and Luca. “No,” Luke said firmly. “You stay right here.” Luca looked at him. And for the first time— There was something in his expression that didn’t feel like a child. Something older. “They said I don’t have to.”

(General Lucas) “I understand, Lucas….I already made sure of that…in my knowing…all those that I confirmed and assured that will support us and those that would be beneficial to us…all of them are already in my territory…so there is that…”.(Governor Duke Oliver Gust) As a Duke that have so many connections and support from his own faction, Lucas just want to remind his new friend to quickly move, as after the window of opportunity is closed, those friends of the Duke might potentially be dead after the war is over, so it is better not to take any chances at all.

He received a scuff of a laugh from me and a smack on the head from Lucy. Luke and Jason chuckled further when Lucy hit him again, Kelvin grinning widely at his mate. Luke was the future Alpha of the Blood Walkers Pack, once he turned eighteen, his father, my Alpha would be handing down his title to his only son. He shared the exact same facial features as his father, deep green eyes with gelled-back blonde hair. Feeling someone's eyes on me, I turned slightly to see Jason catching my eye line. He smiled a slightly teasing smile on his face from catching me staring at Luke

from their mouth, turning heads and discussing with anyone who sat by their side. "He sold us out for three bottles of wine..", Luke said again with a loud voice, "Told Lucian deep secrets about the blue moon pack, aiding the mercenaries into the party." "Then he has crossed the line...!!", an aged man yelled as he stood up from his chair, the others in the room joined him as they cheered in agreement to his statement. The aged man who stood from his chair was popularly known to be Pa Davies, was one of the oldest men in the council, the wisest of them all who ruled the council even when Alpha Richard's father existed as the alpha of the Blue moon pack.

And before Professor Harlan sets eyes on his uncle’s face for the first time in over a decade, he hears the man’s voice: “Ben.” “Skywalker.” At last the man turns. Professor Harlan’s brow furrows, just barely. The man looks different than he remembers, but simultaneously almost the same. The same features are there, poignantly recognizable, but aged, grayed where facial hair has grown. “You’ve changed,” Professor Harlan manages breathily. “You haven’t,” Luke says, unable to hold back a grin. “A little, I mean. Of course you have; a bit,” he continues, taking steps to close the distance. “But so much of you is just as I remember.”

“He's always swayed by his wife. I wonder if he's even my Son.” “Forget about him. You have me, Don't you?” Lucas took Grandpa Winston out of Blake's quarters. When they arrived at Grandpa Winston's quarters, Butler Luke brought him some drugs. “What are they for?” Lucas looked from the drugs to the middle-aged Butler. Butler Luke cleared his throat, avoiding his gaze. “The Old Master has been sick for quite a few days now-” “Why didn't you inform me?” Lucas frowned. “My apologies, Young Master. It is the Old Master's wish that you don't know so as not to worry the Young Madam.”

I asked. "Yeah sure, who're you looking for?" Natsu asked I gave a quick description of Luke and Natsu seemed to understand, "Oh Lieutenant Luke, you just missed him a group of generals took him back to the base. He's been gone for years apparently, everyone thought he was dead," "Wait Lieutenant Luke?" I asked wondering if we were talking about the same person. "Yeah, it's ok I didn't know him either seeing as how he was gone for like a decade. Some of the generals said that even at age 6 he was taking down his opponents with ease even triple his age,"