Star War Fallen Novels & Stories

She chuckled a little, and scratched the back of her head, probably regretting how she had said it to me the first time so carelessly, but I didn't wanted her to feel bad or angry with herself because of that, because I wasn't some kind of boss that would fire her because she disorganized her words, so I held her hand and tried to tell her that I was alright, cause deep down I really was so fucking happy that she didn't like me anymore, cause it was have really being super awkward if she still did, but before I could say anything to her, she firsts me to it "I think....I think...ugh...I think I've fallen for someone else" She looked at me in the eyes in a scared, confused, frustrated...God,

All the Jaguar team took what Captain Arnold said seriously. “First, congratulations on the success of all of you in carrying out this mission. But if you are in a real situation, of course you will not succeed in completing this mission. Why is that? That's because there is a possibility that Jacob and Eren will die or become like them, after being bitten and scratched by the beasts," Eren and the Jaguar team who heard Captain Arnold's words immediately lowered their faces. Eren was a little disappointed with himself when he got an explanation from Captain Arnold.

PRESENT DAY Nestor sat by the window, his gaze fixed on the darkening sky as the sun dipped below the horizon. A melancholic sigh escaped his lips, an indication to the longing that tugged at his heartstrings. The air inside the small hut seemed to echo with the absence of Carmela’s presence, leaving a void that even the soft whispers of the wind couldn’t fill.

She hit his arm lightly before she pointed at Vantae. Vantae could tell that he missed a few things as he came back to reality. Timothy and Sofia were laughing, Scarlet was pointing at him, and Jamie was approaching. Is there something on his face other than his Kawai features? He remained passive when Jamie's hand reached for something between his eyes. The same pair of eyes went wide at the image of Jamie taking the glasses off him. The short boy attempted to try them on. Keyword: attempted. Before the spectacles could even reach his face, they were gone. Vantae had successfully snatched and put them back on his face. Timothy giggled at Jamie's taken aback expression. He teased, "I have ne

consoled Joseph, watching his cousin hastily wipe his eyes. “If only that was all there was,” continued Lucas. “My Gamma left a half-arsed note for his mate and disappeared. He’s turned rogue. There has to be a reason. A wolf, a ranked wolf especially, doesn’t just leave his pack for the hell of it. Somebody knows why, but no one is talking. So yeah, it hasn’t exactly been the best introduction to being an Alpha. I’ve lost a trusted senior warrior and friend, a Gamma and a Delta.” Lucas sat quietly, stunned. All this time he’d felt inadequate for feeling overwhelmed, but saying it out loud like he just had, he realised he had every right to feel like shit. It felt like a weight had been fina

Said his name was Rome. Didn’t let him in. But you might want to call him back. —V Meekey froze. Rome? He was one of the old crew. Back when things were dirtier, faster. He’d vanished not long after she was arrested—rumors said he either skipped town or flipped. Now he was back? And looking for her? She felt the hairs rise on the back of her neck. Drew was watching. And now, so were the ghosts. Meekey exhaled slowly and poured herself a glass of water. Her hands were steady.

“I know that. But Sienna, if you go through with this, you better be prepared for the fallout.” I was. At least, I had to be. Because if Dante Romano held even a fraction of the power Matteo had, then the war wasn’t over. It was just beginning.

She gently traced my tombstone and whispered, "You are the starlight that vanished from my sky." Finally, my soul began to fade. Thank you, my sister.

“We have taken the pack, Silas. That is what we have done. And there is no turning back now. We just have to prepare Cillian to fight a war on two fronts.” Outside, the rain continued to fall, burying the secrets of the Silver Moon pack under a shroud of gray. In the west wing, a light flickered in a window, the only sign that the fallen Alpha was still breathing.