Star War Fallen Novels & Stories

Las Vegas was destroyed. ✒✒✒ “Don’t look at me like that! It was just a small feat and it doesn’t even affect the whole population.” The Steward chuckled as he said those things as if it was the most amusing thing he had ever heard. He snickered some more when he saw the Fallen’s reaction to it. The Fallen was beyond pissed and the Steward assumed that his brother also had that kind of expression. That made him feel good. “You still killed thousands of people,” the Fallen rebutted.

"If Malik takes the capital, he will trigger a civil war that will leave millions dead. We have to stop the New Dawn." "Stop him?" Musa repeated, his eyes wide. "Baraka, you saw the broadcast. He crushed two tanks like tin cans. He’s practically a god." "He’s not a god," Baraka said, turning toward the exit of the alcove, his jaw set with an immovable, unshakeable resolve. "He’s just a man with a broken heart. And I am the only one on this planet who knows how to break it further." The schism was complete. The sanctuary of the Deep Warren was about to become a war room, and the two kings of the Starfall were finally on a collision course.

Awakening. The gray wolves watched. One by one, they stepped forward. One by one, they chose. --- Luna Rose smiled. "The Starfall is ending." I looked at the sky. The last stars were falling, their light fading into the horizon. "The gray wolves have chosen." "All of them?" "Enough of them. The ones who chose to leave are already gone." "Where?" "I don't know. But they're not our problem." She took my hand. "Mama, the Moon Goddess said something else."

The Rift was collapsing. Voices called out—Kael, Lena, Brin—growing louder. The mirror shimmered, her reflection staring at her with pride. “You chose well,” the other Aria said softly. The Rift cracked. Light exploded. And Aria fell— --- —into Kael’s arms. They collapsed onto the stone floor of the Womb of Stars. Around them, the chamber shook. Lena was yelling. Brin was shielding Solen. Tarek fired a crossbow at a fleeing Echo zealot.

Its symbols, representing unity and equality, were a stark contrast to the fallen banner, a promise etched in the heavens. The war was over. Star City had fallen. And with it, the racist, supremacist, and utterly abhorrent Kingdom of Lone Star ceased to exist. In its ashes, a new world would begin to rise, built on the foundations we had fought so hard to lay. The weight in my chest, a constant companion for years, finally began to lift. But I knew, deep down, that the real rebuilding, the harder fight, was only just beginning.

He would become very, very strong, like an Immortal Falling Star who had gone mad! Of course, the real Immortal Falling Star was undoubtedly extremely powerful. Whether it was a scammer or not, the final ending of the Immortal Falling Star was indeed to break through the sky and ascend to the Immortal Realm. This was a true fact! Therefore, Caspian and the others, who were still confronting each other, suddenly noticed that after the Wheel of Fate rotated, the half-human, half-devil's aura suddenly became stronger. "This is..." Fu Tian's disciples frowned.

You were never meant to bear my name. Images exploded behind my eyes—the Moon, full and white, shattering into fragments that fell like rain. A thousand wolves crying out as silver fire consumed them. The world reborn beneath a blood sky. I screamed and dropped to my knees. Julian caught me by the shoulders, shouting something I couldn’t hear. The light wrapped around us like chains, pulling tighter with every breath. Then, suddenly, it spoke again—not the Moon this time. Something deeper, rougher. Child of the fallen star... do you know what you unsealed?

It had no clear form, but its presence was suffocating. Then it spoke—not with a mouth, but inside their minds, a psychic force so strong it nearly knocked them to the ground. “You have stolen my throne, Hollow Star.” Iris gasped, the voice pounding through her skull. She dropped to one knee, clutching her head. Aiden bent down beside her. “What is it? Iris, what’s wrong?” She gritted her teeth. “Valeborne. He was the last Hollow Star… and he fell. He surrendered to the dark.”

“We won’t,” Ferris said. “We’ll face it. Head-on. But we need to understand what we’re fighting first. Gina’s plan is much bigger than we thought. This isn’t just about revenge anymore. This is about unleashing something ancient.” The door burst open suddenly with a loud bang that sent the war table shaking. Jackson came in, breathing heavily. “There’s more,” he said. “A star fell.” “A star?” I echoed, confused. “It came down like fire, right into the Ruins of Vaelven. The sky turned red as it landed. The scouts are saying it wasn’t a star—it was a sign. Something’s been opened.”

"Let me do this. Please. It’s the only thing that makes sense to me now." Above them, the stars shimmered like the tears that fell freely from two pairs of eyes.