Old Luke Skywalker Novels & Stories

he asserted. "I'm Larry, not Luke. I think you know that already" he sighed. "I don't trust Luke anymore. He hates Skye, Skye died, he hates Alpha Claud, he died, he hates Theo, now Theo is dead. And now he hates you" Alpha Jones counted through his finger. Larry laughed loudly. He slammed his hands against the wheels as he laughed. "Luke can't do anything to me" he managed to say. "Are you sure?" Alpha Jones leaned towards him. "What if he has people supporting him?" he questioned.

"No. We're in this mess because you wouldn't fucking listen. If we had stuck to the original plan, we wouldn't be tied up right now." "Shut up." I growl. "It was going good until Captain Idiot showed up." Gavin looked at me from behind Terry. "Luke, calm down. Give the kid a break." "No. I won't calm down. If people would just fucking listen......" I'm interrupted by a voice in the darkness of the barn. "Better listen to him, Luke." I squint in the dark to see who's talking. "Luke Jackson. As I live and breathe." He steps into the light. Bulky. Blonde hair, half tied back. Tank top with jeans, large boots and.....an eye patch? Can only be one person.......

he exclaimed, causing the elderly man to jerk slightly in his seat. Lucas laughed sarcastically. "I hope you will be happy as you wreck my life,” he added, living the words that may make the elderly guy feel bad. "Since there's nothing that I can do with it, I'll marry your daughter tomorrow." He is too frail to ask for things once more. Luke exited the room after completing his task. All the respect he had for the old man has gone in a blink.

Frankly, Zayn was not interested in a nobody like him. Moreover, Syrus was Luke’s old enemy, so he naturally would not kill the loathsome man with his own hands. He said to Luke straightforwardly, “I’ll hand him over to you, Luke.” Luke nodded strenuously and his eyes turned bloodshot! Then, he walked over in long strides. He had been waiting for this day for far too long, and now, the day had finally arrived. He felt like he could explode with joy!

She knew that keeping busy was the only way I could stay sane right now. I mindlinked my brother first. ‘Airk, grandpa is fucking gross and scary-looking, but he’s alive. Kyra is dead. I am sorry for saying it so fucking bluntly, but I want you to be prepared for what you’re going to see. Think Anakin in the lava.’ Airk was silent for a bit, ‘Okay. Got it. Then you should know that Grandma Lily will forever look like a pirate. Because she lost an eye and a hand.’

said Sky and a sweet smile took over his handsome face. “Please elaborate” said Lily this time in a curious tone. “You see, Lil. This guy here” Sky started his explanation by pointing towards Luke, “He is the brutal, rude, arrogant, obnoxious and cold guy..” said Sky casually. “Thank you very much” said Luke with a sarcastic smile but Sky blissfully ignored him and continued,

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

“You’re back!” Sky chuckled, bracing himself as Lucas tackled him in a hug. “Easy there, buddy,” Sky said, ruffling Lucas’s hair. “You’ve grown.” Lucas was tall for his age, though not quite as towering as his older brother, Skyler. Slightly lankier in build, he still possessed a natural athleticism reminiscent of Sky. His longer, lighter blonde hair set him apart, cascading in soft waves that caught the light. While his facial features echoed those of Skyler, they carried a youthful, boyish charm, highlighting his age of just 18.

Then, he folded up the wheelchair skillfully. Luna stood on the spot, looked at his smooth and skillful actions, her lips could not help but raise into a smile. “I never expected Leader Jones would do something like this personally.” Luke closed the booth and swept his cold gaze across at Luna. “I was born unlucky. I’ve done all sorts of jobs before I joined a gang.” With that, he stood up directly and entered the car, climbing into the driver’s seat. It looked like he was prepared to be their driver.

Despite the doctor's advice against excessive movement, he had insisted on making the journey. All for the sake of Luke. "He will get married, but not with you," were the first words Old Mr. Smith uttered to me. With a distinct undertone of threat, his greying hair was meticulously combed back, and his eyes held depth and intensity. Upon closer examination, you could see that Luke's eyes were almost an exact replica of Old Mr. Smith's. When he didn't smile, it had the ability to unsettle people easily.