Padme Amidala Novels & Stories

Dread filled her immediately, banishing the awe that initially overcame at the sight of her strange environment. It was the Saade of Amire. She recognized him immediately and recognized him, even more, when his eyes roamed over her in a way that made her uncomfortable, he then smiled that evil smile she didn't trust. He opened his arms wide when he got to her and she tensed her body, expecting him to touch her but he didn't. He stretched. The man beside her who she now figured was her guard bowed to him. "Cleopoda, Princess of Camelorn," he said in almost perfect Camelornian language. He gave a mocking laugh. "I see you are not surprised to see me, 'Your Highness'"

He growls, and she bows her head. “I understand, trust is difficult in these times.” Her eyes move to mine, “You look so much like my sister.” “Who was your sister?” “Why Samara of course.” “Of course?” I ask confused. “I am Amelda, one of the Original Seven, Samara’s sister. I’m here to help you.” “Sorry to burst your bubble, Amelda, but we’ve already saved the day,” Elion tells her, crossing his arms over his chest as we all glared at her.

Killian had his pupils dilated when he told me Zelda Amanita's name. We crossed the red terrain and the mountain was behind us. I turned around to look back. Nothing. No mountain. It was gone! There was nothing except the endless red. The red of sand. The red of the sky. The red of passing air. And maybe the red of danger. “You seem like you know Zelda Amanita!” I asked Baspo. “She is The Zelda Amanita, Luna. And she goes by Madame Zelda. Very powerful, vengeful, and strong. Madame Zelda never misses anything. They say that she can look into your soul.” Baspo said. He must have exaggerated. I shrugged it.

Selena’s current status was second only to Lorraine among the disciples of the Iridescent Sect. Even those who were stronger and older than her had to be respectful to her when they saw her. These were the rules of the Iridescent Sect. No disciples should go against the rules. When Selena went to see her master, Nova was meeting a guest in the reception room. He was Amadi, the younger head of Star Mansion. After contacting David, Amadi hurried to the Iridescent Sect to complete the task David gave him. This was also the only thing he could do for David as David’s friend.

When our lips parted, we heaved for air but kept our foreheads and nose tips pressed together. “Bea, look,” Omar whispers, pulling my attention to the purple glowing light in my chest. We both look around, the light still off, making it hard to pinpoint who the energy owner is. The guests formed a human aisle for Adrian and Amaya, who walked towards the open window to perform their bonding flight. When they walked by Omar and me, it became clear who the real Dark Phoenix was.

Seeing that Nathan was silent, expressing disagreement with his actions, Amada boldly offered a convincing word: "I'm almost done, just a little while. So..." Amada timidly looked at Nathan. She was originally someone who didn't like to give up halfway. Amada is also a very responsible person. Above all, It's really annoying for people when they can't get the job done.

Though all the portals to the dark realms had been sealed shut Kimora may have returned or not have left in the first place… "Lucky for us, that was over twenty years ago if I'm not mistaken. The last account of Kimora may have been a mistake if you ask me" Jade tosses a ball and catches it mid air, heaves a huge sigh and confessed; "You've said this story like a million times and no matter how many times I hear it, it is still thrilling to hear it once again". "Jade, all is not what it seems and that's why you are trained to control positive energy and not dark matter in case it returns we will be prepared" said Hentai.

said Eirian with a yawn. “Already?!” Dorin asked, surprised. “Well, at least you finally got your phasma core.” “A phasma core?” Dorin asked again. “A thunder god’s phasma core,” Pan Phineas explained. “Since our element has such destructive power, it has been a Heilig tradition to keep our phasma in a cradle or core where it can sleep until we need its power.”

With the following words that describes the Maiden. The Shrine Maiden in the last loop, the crown princess from the last fifth and sixth loop, a noble in the past second to fourth loop and an heiress at the beginning. She who own the past of the most beautiful eyes that resembles the starry night sky. Her hair that is in a hue of ember light to dark purple color, skin that is fair, lips that shade is just like a Sakura flower. Holder of time, space and dimension, with her god the serpentine Ophiuchus with its primordial form of a Pegasus. She is the perfect Maiden, with the shard of the original Princess.

The door creaked open as she pushed it, revealing a scene that stole the breath from her lungs. Inside, the dim light cast eerie shadows across the room, but what caught her attention was the unmistakable figure lying on the floor. Padma. Kyra’s heart shattered as she rushed to her side, the world around her slowing to a crawl. The metallic scent of blood was overwhelming, and the sight of Padma’s still body sent waves of anguish crashing over her. She knelt beside her, cradling her bleeding head in her lap and tears blurring her vision as she seem confused to what had happened.