Star War Fallen Novels & Stories

Star's face was pale, her swollen belly a cruel burden. "Sweet, isn’t it? Watching you chase what you’ll never have," Ravena hissed, her eyes gleaming with venomous delight. Helios surged forward, but too late. A portal tore open behind Ravena, swirling dark and violet. She yanked Star through it, and in the instant before it closed, Star’s mindlink flickered. I love you... Gone. Helios struck the empty air where they’d vanished, a roar of fury breaking from his throat. "DAMN IT!"

But the world around her responded. The cracked sky shifted. One of the fractures widened— And through it— She saw something that made her blood run cold. The fortress. Destroyed. Flames consumed the towers. The walls were broken. Bodies covered the ground. And at the center of it all— Ronan. Fallen. “No…” she whispered. Her chest tightened violently. “This isn’t real…” It is a possibility. The voice didn’t come from the figure. It came from everywhere. From the sky. From the ground.

If he made a wrong move, I could stop him. I shrugged and looked up at the mountain. “I’m putting a new star there—the Fallen Star. The one that gives everyone their powers. And I’m sealing it so no one can take it again.” His sharp intake of breath brought my attention back to him. His face paled, and his light blue eyes misted over, almost as though he’d been struck by the weight of my words. He stepped forward hesitantly, then again, until he was so close we were almost touching.

Elara roared as the Fallen Elara lunged forward. The Fallen Elara was a terrifying sight. Her eyes were voids of Absolute Zero, and her "hockey stick" was a shard of a collapsed nebula. When she moved, she didn't skate; she Warped, tearing through the dark matter rink like a hot knife through silk. The Face-Off: The Cost of Perfection The Fallen Kael met the current Kael in the center. The Fallen version was a literal walking sun, his skin glowing with a white-hot intensity that threatened to vaporize the Oakhaven's shields.

“The North was a crumbling ruin. The West was a graveyard. I was building a perimeter, Winnie. I was building a shield.” ​I stopped a few feet away from him, the heat from my palms making the salt beneath my boots hiss and pop. “A shield against what? The Black Star is gone. We destroyed it.” ​Silas looked up at the cracked salt dome, his expression shifting from arrogance to a profound, unsettling terror. “You destroyed the mouth, little sister. You didn’t destroy the hunger. The Black Star was just a probe, a sensory organ for something much larger that exists in the spaces between the stars. By collapsing the Star, you didn’t win the war. You just rang the dinner bell.”

she didn’t know it. The opaque eyes stared at her with a certain surprise and a little indignation, it was almost as if he screamed in her mind 'how dare you not know my name?', but still, he replied. He responded in a cold and troubled way, as if he did not present himself to another being... for millennia. "Kalias" he said with a husky and heavy voice "I am Kalias, the fallen alpha of montdust". Kalias. The name seemed to resonate in the mind of the girl, Kalias who came from Kalos and meant... beauty.

comes a man’s voice from the door. “I am, don’t scare me like that,” I shout. I carefully walk through the maze of glass, but it's difficult. Very difficult. With every step, I wobble, and teeter, side to side, because the wooden floors are angry with me. The carpet doesn’t want to be my friend, and I fell to the floor, getting glass into my arm, and I cried out. Everything goes dark and I know why it was some bad sugar. It was spiked.

Is there any way out from this hellhole? *****

Something better. She stopped walking for a moment, looking out at the horizon. The sky was darkening, but the stars were beginning to emerge, faint pinpricks of light against the vast, empty expanse. It reminded her of the night she had spent alone, hidden in the ruins of her village, the only sound the wind howling through the trees. That had been the moment she’d made her vow—her promise to tear down the empire, no matter the cost. But now, there was something else. There was hope.

She takes a breath and says it with me, everyone else following along. “ Selene, hold you, May the spirits of the fallen lead you beyond this form, See the land of the moon and enter eternity; From this day until the last, your sacrifice is carved in the stars." “Thank you,” Serena mouths to me as tears continue falling down our cheeks. Roman helps me up. We hold each other for a minute, his chin atop my head. He says nothing, and I pour all the love I feel for him through our bond. “Come on, let’s take care of the surrendered vampires,” he says, wiping his bloodshot eyes.