Owen Skywalker Novels & Stories

He gave her a wink and she knew he was smiling at her trying to reassure her that everything would be ok. The moment they floated out of the room. Owen tried to use his magic but something about the restraints wouldn’t allow him to. He knew he would have to wait until they got back. He wanted to follow them and make sure Johnathan had nothing else planned. He didn’t know Johnathan had the ability to do magic in astro form as very few could. Owen was loyal to Johnathan but knew he would now have to watch his back, if he made it out of this. He didn’t know how long they would be gone but he hoped it wouldn’t be long.

" In front of Haley and Heidi, he had always been a well-behaved and considerate guy. But at this moment, his expression was somewhat similar to Ivan's. There was a hint of coldness in his sneer, and his eyes showed some mockery. Owen, who was usually fearless, couldn't help but flush with anger. He came to find Haley; not to be bullied! He was the mischievous devil of the Winston family, and he had never been treated like this before in his life. He got out of the bathtub and quickly went to the door. Todd blocked his way and said,"If you promise me something, I'll let you go out." Owen wanted to fight him in anger. But being naked, he had already lost half of his presence. Through gritted

Blaze stayed with Damon and Betty near the main chamber, ready to move the moment either team reported something worth finding. I watched Owen as he organized his group, giving clear instructions, checking weapons, assigning positions without hesitating or looking to anyone else for approval. He moved through his men with the kind of quiet confidence that only comes from experience, not from being told you're in charge but from actually earning it through months of doing the hard work nobody else wanted to do.

Opening his eyes, he frowned at Lucas, "Why are you like this, Lucas?! WHY ARE YOU SO DAMN ATTACHED TO THOSE WHO DON'T CARE ABOUT YOU?" Out of tension, Owen moved his hand over his forehead before resting it on the table. He said in a convincing tone, "Lucas, listen to me! You have got so much power. Instead of using those on people who care the least, why don't you ally with some other supernatural race and build your own kingdom!" A dark smirk pumped up on Owen's lips as he said, his gaze at the Clan House, "And that would be when they would realize that they lost a gem! Let them burn in the fire of regret then!"

"Come here, my precious grandson. Oh, aren't you just adorable?" Owen snuggled into Irene's embrace, appearing perfectly well-behaved. However, no one knew that Owen had developed a pretty nasty personality under the influence of Simon's former flame, Yuna Grover.

"But I, my body feels like it's no longer able to move. I'm okay here, I'm already proud of myself. So, you don't have to worry about me," "What are you saying? you idiot! if you can no longer walk, I will carry you! I am very strong, so don't underestimate me!" Owen's eyes were wet, tears almost spilling down his face. Dante asks him not to give up, but now it is Dante who wants to give up. "Owen, I am not as strong as you or as tough and brave as Captain Gavin. I am a weak soldier, therefore the only place available to someone like me is the Intelligence Division. I am very grateful for the great opportunity that has been given to me, because of that ... "

Priest Stryker Owens is one of the toughest men I’ve ever met. He and I have known each other for years. As a matter of fact, he became my mentor when I joined the Confradia and was my former CO when I was in the Seals. The bastard is as tough as nails. His real name is Decker Owens. We call him Stryker because he’s a genius strategist. He would strike at our enemies with singularly, deadly intent. The man is bigger than life, and I owe him a great deal, including my eyesight. He was the one that recommended me for the experimental eye surgery. Stryker is taller than I am, measuring six feet six inches and heavily muscled. He’s in his early forties with a short haircut and a five o’clock sha

I try to get the words out, but my throat fails me. "You're planning to divorce Deckard?" Owen says, his voice dropping an octave. He walks closer, his movements so fluid and fast it feels like he’s traversed the balcony in the blink of an eye. He stops just a foot away from me, his presence overwhelming. "What did my nephew do to you?" Nicholas gasps, his hand flying to his mouth. "Nephew? Deckard Newton is your Nephew??" Owen doesn't look at him or acknowledge his shock. He looks only at me, his gaze boring into mine as if he’s trying to read the very thoughts I’m trying to hide. "He is. And she is his wife. Or was."

Una replied. She sounded exhausted. "We know, but where are you? Where is Leia? Are you two okay?" I asked quickly. "Bosch has a spell on us. I'm locked away... Leia is locked in her own head, not in control of body." Una said, as she spoke her voice got quieter and quieter. "What do you mean? Can you tell me anything you see?" I asked. "House.. old..." Una whispered before I felt the line cut off. I ran straight towards the pack house and didn't stop until I barged into the office. "Brad?" My dad said, jumping to his feet. "Una! Leias wolf.. She reached out to me just now." I said, trying to catch my breath. "What did she say? Where are they??" My dad asked standing in front of me. "She is

His hands flew up to brace himself and I twisted one arm behind his back and pressed my knife along the side of his throat. “Morning. You want to tell me why you’re following me?” I asked. He froze for a minute and that’s when I realized that I knew him. Not well but well enough. His name is Owen. One of Kyle’s youngest warriors. He was too eager, too nervous and too easy to send where he shouldn’t be. “Saphire.” He said. “That’s my name. Try answering the question.” I said. “I wasn’t following you.” he said. So I pressed the blade closer and a thin line of blood appeared under the edge.