Rey Skywalker Novels & Stories

I said, escaping from our conversation. “Good luck, Frank! May the force be with you,” she laughed again, waving her hand and sitting in her chair to begin checking Sky’s schedule for tomorrow. “Star Wars marathon?” I asked as she loved to do a movie marathon with her husband. She rolled her eyes. “Starting from the Phantom Menace, but we can learn from Anakin, you know.” I raised my eyebrows, silently asking her what it could be and wanting to tell her we could learn more from Yoda than from him.

She knew that keeping busy was the only way I could stay sane right now. I mindlinked my brother first. ‘Airk, grandpa is fucking gross and scary-looking, but he’s alive. Kyra is dead. I am sorry for saying it so fucking bluntly, but I want you to be prepared for what you’re going to see. Think Anakin in the lava.’ Airk was silent for a bit, ‘Okay. Got it. Then you should know that Grandma Lily will forever look like a pirate. Because she lost an eye and a hand.’

“While you are living here, have you met with strange circumstances, or did someone ever come and cause a ruckus?” “None of such happened. On the contrary, I believe we’ve been living in peace.” “Perfect, then. I’ll give you my beta number. Please do not hesitate to contact him when there is trouble.” “Your Beta…” Skye trailed her words. “Don’t tell me it’s the scary-looking guy with cute, curly hair?” Her description of Kayden made me chuckle. “Yes, that’s him. Forgive him. He is just trying to do his job.”

Thank you so much for reading thus far! Dorin and the rest of the gang will be back in Phasma Phase 5 :D . The faces in the dark have all been unmasked, and the secretive Erian aka Elazar Ravante the Silver Tongue has gone to gods know where. Dorin, on the other hand, is much too busy having fun in the university to bother about such things. After all, there's so much he wants to learrn, even when he gets stuck inside the walled city during summer while his friends go home to visit their families.

She sighed making a meh face The rest of breakfast was fun. The cook came back and thanked Charlotte for her generosity and help with breakfast. I headed up to my office afterwards to try and get things rolling with that rogue going back to her pack. I’ve yet to learn her name. Oh well, if he kills her I guess it wouldn’t matter right? When I opened my office door, Creed and Ryan stood there with there arms crossed against their chest “ what?” I asked walking past them over to my desk to sit down

a werewolf announced. Zane Drocco is a handsome lad carrying the title of being the oldest among them despite the clear skin and youthful appearance. He's had visions of the past, present, and future. He's also laid out several prophecies that turned out to be quite true, and everything he envisioned had come to reality. Apart from that, he is also the strongest warrior who led battles to victory in centuries. A literal knight in shining armour.

So, yeah, he’s also a badass, it just looks different than my form of badassery. Our youngest brother Dax is currently the pack’s Lead Warrior, which means he works closely with Gamma Bree in running trainings and sparring sessions, and with me when it comes to battle strategy. Thanks to my parents’ leadership, leadership which I at least hope I’m carrying on, there’s been little reason for the latter, but I like knowing that I have one of my brothers, someone whom I trust implicitly, in that role. And, my parents, while retired, still live on pack lands while they enjoy their retirement. So, I’m really very lucky. But it’s still not the same as what I see Cayden has with Zella or Bree has w

Mario had seven computers in front of him that had various functions. 'James Skywalker, I've got your wife!' *******

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.