Old Republic Sith Warrior Novels & Stories

(Anita) Fearing that Village Chief Ori might just acted up out of nowhere, Anita were about to stopped her, and possibly protected her from anything, but instead, as she were about to do so, the heavy atmosphere were brighten up, with a wide grin from the Specialist before them. “HAHAHAHAHAHA!!…you were right grandma!…I am an Aeternum soldiers…..you sure are sassy Grandma…Ahh~…that is a new one…Usually people, when they first saw me, the almost shit their pants, as…you know…”.(Specialist Oghar) “What?..you an orc?..”.(Rose Village Chief Ori) “Yeah…an Orc….But people tend to forgot, that most of all, I am an Aeternum Officer….hence I am very much different from any Orc out there….as you may s

His silver hair revealed his was likely older than Alexander but was definitely not as old as Proximo and the other two elders that I had not been introduced to yet. "I am Dimitrios Ariti. I am your Elder of War. I will help you navigate and strategize your battles." He bowed as Alexander did. I gave him and answering bow as I had Alexander. The other two men stepped up as one. They looked nothing alike or else I would have felt as though their synchronized movements indicated something familial. They were both seemingly the same age as Proximo. The man closest to Alexander smiled and introduced himself. "I am so thrilled that you have finally come Your Majesty. I am Christos Galatos. Elder

"No, he'll be too busy, so he might not be able to come over. However, he'll get one of the war gods to come over. He said that the four of them have made a breakthrough to warrior emperor. They'll have no problems killing Severin." Owen breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm glad to hear that. Any warrior emperor will be able to win against a level nine warrior king, even if that warrior emperor is only at level one. There's no doubt that a strong warrior emperor is as strong as seven or eight level nine warrior kings. Though there doesn't seem to be much difference in terms of strength, there's one thing separating the war gods from Severin—combat experience. All the war gods are incredibly exper

At this time, the voice of an elder sounded behind the three Emperors. The three immediately turned around. They quickly greeted him. “Greetings, Supreme War Saint.” Salim Withal smiled. He waved his hand, and an amethyst-gold light engulfed the three Emperors. Instantly, their injuries were healed. The three emperors raised their heads and expressed their gratitude. Salim, who was the Supreme War Saint, approached the three Emperors with his hands behind his back as he looked toward the south. “James’ army has surrounded the Terythor Universe. Can you stop them?”

The heat of his body enveloped me, and a sigh almost left my lips. “...I am the backbone that gives the Blue Lily pack the strength and courage to stand in the face of our adversaries. I am the heart that pumps the blood of vengeance through the veins of our warrithehee mastermind behind every scheme we have used to conquer our enemies. I am the bane of my enemies and the light of my people. I am their greatest weapon. I am Regina Shepherd, the fucking queen of war, and when I say that this raid isn't going to happen, then it wouldn't happen. ” I turned from his green orbs and stared into the gray eyes of Killian. His face was frozen in a blank look before he cleared his throat and spoke.

All of them were stunned! Darryl's power was extremely scary! Darry had not joined the New World? Had they misunderstood him? Abbess Mother Serendipity bit her lips tightly; she could not say a word. "Darryl." A cold voice was heard at that moment, and it had come from the New World's camp. It was Sloan. At that moment, Sloan wore armor, and she looked gorgeous! She had killed more than 10,000 people in that battle. Perhaps that was why she was named as the Warrior Goddess by the New World army! That was also why they respected and feared her!

A crest gleamed on his chest plate: the Moonveil Citadel emblem, a silver wolf's head wreathed in thorns, symbol of an ancient order long whispered in legends. In his grip, he wielded a sword that sang of forgotten forges—a massive greatsword with a blade as long as a man's arm, etched with glowing runes that pulsed like veins of starlight. The hilt wrapped in blackened leather, guarded by a crossbar shaped like crossed fangs, it hummed with arcane power, cleaving through monster hides as if they were parchment. Each swing arced with devastating force, severing limbs and heads in sprays of dark ichor, the warrior pivoting seamlessly, boots sinking into the mire without falter. He fought alon

And then, a figure stepped out of the flames. It wasn't a wolf. It wasn't a man. It was a warrior clad in silver armor that looked like it was made of frozen moonlight. He held a spear that hummed with a sound that made my dragon soul recoil in pure pain. He didn't look at the wolves. He didn't look at Silas. He looked straight at me. "The Goddess was right," the warrior said, his voice sounding like grinding metal. "The parasite has returned. It’s time to finish what we started a thousand years ago."

Ava teased. "It sure is damsel," Vador said kissing her forehead. "I really like our queen. She's so beautiful and strong" a full blooded vampire from the southern empire said. "Wait,But If Ava's a human vampire and Vador's a pure blooded one." Prince jath paused before looking up "that means..." "a dark witch might be produced from them." Lady Mary gasped.

All the other packs will join hands and find him. I was ready to give myself fully to my amazing mate and my pack. Embrace my present and future, and let the past be just wonderful memories. Viktor will always be my love, but I was in love with Richard he is my life my mate, my everything I want to carry his pups, and have a beautiful family surrounded by amazing friends. We may not be married as per human customs but in our world, I am Jia Richard Stanford, Luna of the Southern moon pack, and will always be a Warrior's mate.