Once More The Sith Will Rule The Galaxy Novels & Stories

"I wasn’t even a decent man when I was alive. If I’m some chosen one now, it’s a joke. It’s all bullshit." The Guardian’s tone grew even sharper, a sneer threading through the voice. "The life you knew is gone, Zane. What you think you know about power, control, is nothing. You—" The Guardian paused, voice dripping with disdain, "—you are the worst of all your past incarnations. The one with no morals, no soul, the one who destroyed everything, including the one you loved. Your soulmate’s disappointment in you across all your incarnations has led to this. You have one last chance to make it right and save her."

"At this moment, my incubator has pledged his allegiance to me. He has offered me his devotion and loyalty, and I accepted. I will be keeping Sloan. This is my official claim on this human. From now on, I will be exploring new ways for us to continue as a species. Our known name as fierce and strong warriors will not fade into history while I am your ruler. We will continue. Long live the Dagerstanteens!" As the crowd cheered, Sloan lifted an eyebrow. Octnavin motioned for Sloan to step closer to the platform. When Sloan was right in front of Octnavin, the alien bent down and took Sloan's hand. Octnavin traced the word devour that was tattooed around his wrist. "You are not a secret," Octnav

"We need you to keep the kingdom at its best, we have even more enemies now that we had won more battles. And when you're gone they will surely come here, and all of us won't stand a chance, we will perish in an instant." "I guess I could do it, on one term ..." I smirked at them. I had been missing my ex-human companion. None of them would like to join me here, saying that there were too many rules for them. "I want my mortal friends to reside within the kingdom walls. I missed talking to my ex-human friends, I need to have my own tribe within the vicinity. It doesn't matter how many you manage to lure here, as long as at least there's one." All the wars and the sex had been keeping me busy

Nora whispered. “I guess that's what you could have called it. We dominated. Now I am Alpha of all Alphas. King. you could still be my queen. There could still be a happy ever after for you Nora.” Lance said quietly. “How did you win? We had armies.” Nora asked, trying to move some more.

Uriah lay on the ground, her breathing labored, her eyes filled with a mix of defeat and defiance. I walked towards her, my voice filled with a mix of triumph and regret. "It is over, Uriah. Poor you. Your time as Luna has come to an end." She mustered a weak smile, her hand instinctively moving to protect her belly. "You may have won this battle, Nabitha, but the fight for a better world will continue. My child will grow up in a world free from your tyranny." I scoffed, my voice laced with arrogance. "Your child will never know a world without my rule. I will ensure it."

Smiling he kissed his Son downy head, ‘We can do this little Prince, you and us as well as all your brothers and sisters, Mama does not know it but you will not be an only child. Together we will rebuild this world and who knows if we find a way to contain the humans we may even let them loose again one day. But not for a very very long time. This world is recovering from their treachery and I give my word that they will not be released until she is healed.’ The End

: "Alpha, don't do this... don't do this for me... making Luna apologize to me publicly... this is too... too humiliating for Luna's position... I don't deserve it... just forget it..." Her seemingly pleading words actually added fuel to the fire, emphasizing "humiliation" and my "position." Her hypocritical "mercy" completely ignited Damien's fury. His gaze locked onto me with cold, controlling desire. Instead of approaching me, he ordered his subordinates: "Bring it in." The heavy side door of the council hall was pushed open. Two Gamma guards dragged in a massive beast cage. Inside, an adult husky that once had glossy fur and bright eyes was now whimpering in terror and weakness.

In that moment, with the distant rumble of enemy forces and the haunting echo of the prophecy ringing in her ears, the future of the Luna Queen, her kingdom, and her love with Ryker teetered on the edge of oblivion. A final, shattering declaration from Selene, her voice a mix of defiance and despair: “For every betrayal, a king must fall... and for every king, a queen must rise. This is not the end… it is only the beginning.”

“You rejected her instead.” “I don’t need the Silent Crescent Pack to rule the Northern Kingdom. When that time comes, you, my sister, must kneel every time you come before me. You can no longer stand as tall as me, so watch your mouth and learn to respect me,” Devon hissed threateningly. I had covered my mouth with my hand so I would not make the same mistake. Therefore, when I took a surprised breath at the statement, I didn’t make a sound like before. Devon was indeed working with witches to take over the Northern Kingdom.

Killian walked right up to my side, his presence so suffocatingly powerful that the air around us seemed to stiffen. Cassian’s smile faltered for a fraction of a second, but his intense arrogance quickly took over again. He straightened his wet jacket, looking at his brother with a cold, hateful glare. "Ah, the big alpha finally shows up," Cassian muttered, trying to hide the slight tremble in his posture. "You're too late, Killian. The legal block is already active. You can't touch me or my men without starting a war with the High Council. If you raise your hand against me, they will strip you of your titles by morning."