Old Republic Sith Warrior Novels & Stories

"I’ve traveled the world. Been to weird, creepy places, but I always felt safe… And now you’re telling me there are werewolves all over the place?" She turned to face me again. "This is too much." Her voice cracked. "No, no, no…" She groaned and covered her face. "Now I don’t even wanna step outside my apartment!" Despite the chaos in my chest, I almost laughed. She was all over the place emotionally. Then she suddenly snapped back. "Wait! You said you're a soldier. Was that even true?" Here we go. "Kinda. I’m a warrior in my pack." "What does that mean?"

"I was wondering if any of you knows where Mathew is?" The young pups stare at her for a moment, and she thinks they might feel uncomfortable at her presence. Then one of them asks grimly, "Mathew the Omega or Mathew the Warrior? Which one are you looking for, Miss?" "Oh," Emily blinks, confused. Drat, there just had to be two Matthews. How on earth is she going to know if he is Omega or Warrior, whatever that even means? Maybe they called him Warrior because of his physique, because in all honesty, he is built like one.

Both? “What weapons do you two got?” she asked. “I mean, not the ones we’ve got equipped. More like, stuff that you didn’t want to show the rest so you uninstalled them and hid them somewhere.” Both shook their heads. They brought everything they had to every fight and never held back even a single bit. “Us neither,” Orsethii continued with a sigh. “I brought the best weapons the Empire had with me. And it’s just better versions of our old tech. Nothin’ actually new. Nothin’ we could use to hit Godeater with.”

I was breathing hard, blood dripping from my side, but I refused to fall. Then something shifted inside me. I summoned the spirits of the past kings…something I rarely used. Power flooded my body. I became faster. Stronger. My wolf felt unstoppable. Dillian’s father kept attacking, but I dodged every strike now with ease. I charged forward and slammed into him with everything I had. He flew backward, crashing hard into the dirt. The battle continued around us, even more furious. Then, from the shadows, more figures appeared. Dillian. He stepped forward with dozens of sirens behind him…the Eastern sirens, scales visible on their necks, dressed in powerful armor. Their eyes burned with purpose

one of the shortest warrior in front of the rest spoke off ,making me giggle a but . No it hasn't gotten to that at all ,he hasn't done anytime that deserves his face getting broken ,as a matter of fact he's one of us now, I'm taking him in as a pack warrior and he'll be the second in command ,after gamma rex ,so y'all give him the respect he deserves okay he's a great warrior , and you sure can learn a thing or two from him ,as a few of you already know if not all ,he's my beta and best friend Juliana's mate and as a matter of fact they'll be having their mating ceremony in a few days .

ULFRED: SNIPER NATASSA: COLLAPSE EMILIO: MOVE ERMANNO: SNIPER ELIODORO: FIRE DESPOINA: SLIMES EVA: WATER ____________ POXWER young wolf and the FAXNERY" BORIS: X-RAY THYIA: FREEZE THYONE: SOIL DESPOINA: CREATE EGIDIO: SHIELD ULFRED: SNIPER NATASSA: COLLAPSE EMILIO: MOVE ERMANNO: SNIPER ELIODORO: FIRE POINE: SLIMES EVA: WATER ****** BORIS" "It's not only Zack that's in the perimeter guys! I saw KEZTOR and THABHEX too."

Just silence, the kind that comes before judgment. Across the broken vale, the Dustborn army emerged in tide-swells of shadow, obsidian-bone shields glinting with curse sigils, beasts wrought from the marrow of extinct gods, warlocks whose flesh was sewn with thread made of oath and agony. They didn’t march. They loomed. And at their core, the banner of Sirelia rose. A crown of thorns, spiked in spirals, pulsed with an otherworldly glow, bloodlight that had never known sun. It throbbed like a wound that wouldn’t close.

Cami the new momma of a beautiful young girl smiled at her. "Just out of curiosity, are you ever gonna tell Gabi who her real mother is?" Theo asked "When the time is right, she is the heir to the Turmans Empire after all" she smiled "That's good" Leo nodded. Stephanie walked in with her buldging stomach, and here she was saying she didn't want to be a mom. "Sorry I'm late, where's my goddaughter" she rushed towards Summer. "You can't have all my kids as your godchildren Stephanie" Summer laughed.

It was the handsome second prince, who had been waiting for him—it was clear that the fat man had brought him here on the second prince’s orders. “Yo! Isn’t this the new kid? Do you want to play with me?” asked a large man, suddenly placing a hand on Tian Sen’s shoulder. Tian Sen didn’t know where he’d come from, but it was clear to him that the man was likely here to be toyed with by the second prince. Tian Sen simply remained silent, smiling, neither answering nor even avoiding the large man’s hand. At the same time, six men—led by the second prince—approached him, their gazes fixed intently on him. Judging by their strength, they were at least at the eighth or ninth level of the Body Refi

Julian emerges first—pale, elegant in tailored black, fangs gleaming, eyes crimson with hunger. Behind him, the vampire army—hundreds strong, capes billowing though no wind blows, shadows clinging like living cloaks. Some old—Victorian elegance. Some new—modern tactical gear over immortal skin. All deadly. **Julian (bowing slight, voice smooth as silk, smile sharp):** “Storm Queen. Your call echoes in every vein of the night. The Bathory Covenant answers. The horde is yours.” The battle ignites. Swarm charges—tendrils whipping, beasts leaping in waves, gravity pockets warping bullets mid-flight.