Star Wars Clone Wars Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I catch him looking mischievously at me “Her again huh?” “Huh? Who?” I feign ignorance. “Cathy..” he drawls and grins. “You’re not gonna tell her how you feel? The two of you are perfect!” I ignore him. He noticed I had feelings for her and hasn’t let me rest ever since then, always shipping us. “Can we focus on just leaving earth?” I place a sigil on the floor and we are covered in an illusory wall, making us invisible. The I open the portal to Arrath and create another sigil. ‘Come forth, Ko'vren” Ko'vren was my standard Gentry spaceship, when I was still a soldier. It was capable of faster than light travel and thus perfect for reaching Le'uthara by the next cycle.

"What? The Alpha would never—" "And you!" I turned to the 'Rebel' Iris. "Rowan actually prefers cats! He finds wolves too high-maintenance!" The 'Rebel' clone paused, her hand dropping from Rowan’s dagger. "Cats? That’s not in the character bio..." The static in the sky intensified. The Author’s voice was a chorus of frustrated keyboard clicks. “STOP RUINING THE TENSION!” "The tension is boring!" I screamed at the void. "Give us a mystery! Give us a heist! Give us a plot that isn't about who I'm sleeping with!"

The stars seemed to snap into existence as Jose Fonseca-Three Hundred Forty six dropped hyper, switched his sensors to max, and scanned the surrounding volume of space. Something that he, plus all 876 of his "brothers" had done countless times before. In spite of the fact that the Clone Hegemony had joined the Confederacy at the conclusion of the second Dodvalian war, they continued to maintain their own military forces and placed little reliance on the Confederate Navy. That being the case, the clones conducted regular patrols along their section of the Galaxy - mostly to control smuggling, but to ensure their sovereignty as well.

No, his thoughts were consumed with the girl he loved, the twisted legacy of Monroe, and the road that still stretched ahead. Aurora slept in the other room, the soft rise and fall of her chest a reminder that, for the first time in a long while, there was something worth fighting for. His gaze flickered over the city below, but he could barely make out the distant streets. The world beyond felt blurry, like everything was veiled in a haze. Maybe it was just him, or maybe it was the weight of all that was yet to come. He couldn’t deny it. He was scared. Not for his own life, but for what might happen to her. To them. The clone wars had taken so much already. How much longer could they surviv