Star Wars Doujinshi Novels & Stories

Beth asked after putting in their drink order. “I took Rowen to the comic book shop down the street.” I answered. “Danny’s place?” Robert questioned. “Yes.” I said with a smile. “I love that place. I get a lot of my Star Wars stuff from him.” Robert said excitedly. “He, Blake, and Darren go whenever they get a chance.” Beth said with a giggle. “You like Star Wars?” I questioned. “Please, please don’t get him started.” Beth pleaded, making me giggle.

Now he owned only a fraction of the franchise’s backlist. He wasn’t sure he wanted to read one of these. He mostly enjoyed their nostalgia. He’d arranged his old Star Wars action figures on the shelves, along with several commemorative Empire Strikes Back soda glasses his parents bought when he was a kid. A final touch was a plastic but realistic lightsaber hilt Marty had discarded when he’d declared himself “too old for space stuff.”

Until the thought of bedding her was as disgusting as a flawless Baccarat crystal decanter of imported single malt Scotch. Turning off the water, he toweled himself dry. He pulled his clothes from the closet and stepped into his boxers and black pants, then stared at himself in the half-fogged mirror. He took a deep breath. No! He won’t give in to lust. He won’t be seduced by her again.