Old Luke Skywalker Novels & Stories

the elder, known as Old Krane, was saying. Despite the praise, Lucas's expression was unreadable, his demeanor as stoic as if he were detached from the deeds Old Krane recounted. "There's no need for accolades, Old Krane. I simply wanted these kids to have the opportunities for a better childhood," he replied, his voice even and serene. Old Krane exhaled in a mix of admiration and disbelief. In an era where fame and recognition were often sought after, Lucas's reluctance to capitalize on his good deeds was remarkable.

Luke lodged an anonymous complaint to the security, and when they tried to remove the suspicious old man from the premises, Luke appeared to offer help. Like all druggies in a withdrawal state, Sandy Virtus didn’t bother to hide his intentions and told Luke everything—from Ralph’s buying out every older generation of Virtus to narrowing their incomes, to seeking help from Juliette. Luke didn’t buy his act, of course. He knew druggies like the back of his hand. He even wanted to keep this vile creature away from his innocent princess. But in a stroke of genius, he realised that his discovery of the man might be a gift from the Gods: they wanted to help him fulfil his destiny. It wasn’t nice t

Elder Walt looked at me apologetically, bowed and left. I could do nothing except for looking at his back helplessly. Is there nothing I can do to save them after all the efforts I've made? Luke, who was also came to the gate, stood by my side with arrogance. “A weak omega like you should never dream that you can change something just because of your few useless words! The world is not as simple as black and white.” “Do you think you can ruin my plan? Dream on, little omega.” his sarcastic tone irritated me.

He stopped and leant against a tree. "Yes, it is," I answered back, staring up at the sky. "I'm Paul Randall, Lucas's grandpa," the older man said while offering his hand.

“Of course, you can have anyone you want, Alpha,” said Luke in a polite tone. I noticed his people are very respectful to him so I wonder how Lucian managed to keep his men all these years even when they were living in the shadows as a secret pack. Maybe he is a good leader just like his father, Alpha Benedict, was. “I trust you won’t fail our people and give the best punishment to our enemy’s dearest daughter. I’ll excuse myself then,” Luke bowed his head before leaving.

The man raised his weapon. “My name is Commander Lucas Blackwood.” Everyone froze. Elena slowly looked at her nine-year-old son. Then back at the man. The commander looked exactly like Lucas. Only forty years older. And there was no recognition in his eyes. He aimed the weapon directly at the child. “Get away from him!” Elena moved in front of Lucas. “Why?” Commander Blackwood's hands trembled. “Because that thing isn't me.” Lucas stared at his older face. The commander whispered: “It's the reason Earth was destroyed.”

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.

He got off his bike and left it leaning against the railing along the street before he strolled over and said, "Lucy, is Mickey being mischievous once more?" This was a granny around 60 years of age. She had a unimposing body and her white hair was pulled up conveniently with a couple of barrettes. Her face was loaded up with wrinkles, however one might in any case see that she had most certainly been a major stunner when she was youthful. She pivoted, and when she saw Luke, she felt significantly better. "Ok, Skywalker, utilize your power and help me out. Get this miscreant down here for me."

"Anything? A rescue?” From the tone of his speech, you thought he was not an ordinary person. Like he is something that you can't mess with. His eyes are bold and you cannot read any emotion in his eyes. "I don't know if Luke's here. There's no sign that he's here yet." "Okay, stay here. I'll go inside." Luis said and Lucas started to walk after him and hold him by the hands. "Be careful, I know you're my Grandpa, my father's father." The old man smiled at him then started walking, away from our place until it disappeared from our sight.

His expertise on the battlefield made him an ideal candidate, and his strength and strategic mind were valuable assets in the ongoing war. The elders, recognising the potential benefits, weighed the decision carefully. Yet there was an undeniable unease. Luke was known not just for his skill but also for his relentless ambition—a trait that could spell danger once the war was over. If Luke were proclaimed Zeta by the Mouthpiece, the elders would stand to gain a formidable ally, but at what cost?