Novel & Cerita Star Wars Droid Fanfiction

she battered her eyes at him. “Which if Forrest is Darth Vader, that means. Darius, is that you under the Mandalorian helmet?” her voice taking on a flirty tone. “Yeah, that would be me,” Darius answered, bored and not paying attention as he shook a rattle at Ryū to keep him happy.

Doris stared straight ahead, her gaze fixed on the concrete pillar beyond the windshield, but she wasn’t seeing it. All she saw was Leonidas and Kylie. She saw a future where she remained forever in the shadows, serving the omega who had stolen her rightful place at his side. The silence stretched for a long time as the treason building up in her mind took shape. Finally, she spoke. “What do you want to know?”

Then I saw his thin lips curl up from under his black mask. I gasped when he flipped me around, my back colliding with the closed door. He had hitched one of my legs up, his body pressing closer against mine. “Your body says otherwise, little lamb” Prince Darion whispered in my ear, his lips trailing my neck. Fuck! why did my own body betray me?

Kiara couldn't comprehend what they were saying! Darius positioned himself in front of Kiara. "So this is it? Really? You are mated to a human I brought into this Imperial." "Yes!" Vins Bond growled in frustration. "Okay. Okay. I guess things will change around here." Darius chuckled and went back to his position on the couch. "Nothing is going to change." Vins Bond countered. "Then you can take her as yours. Instead of her to be your mate since you hate her kind then she can be your sex pet.” Darius stated.

They clung to the walls and ceiling like metallic insects. "Intruders detected," a hive mind voice hissed. "Ventilate the corridor." The Droids lunged. They didn't run; they pushed off the walls, flying through the air like torpedoes. "Open fire!" Jackson shouted. PEW-PEW! The silence of space (or near-silence inside the hull) was shattered by pulse-rifle fire. Jackson fired a burst. The recoil pushed him backward, but his mag-boots held firm. A Droid exploded into scrap metal.

It's obvious. Darth was running too fast, but he didn't seem to want to talk to me. He is broken, just like me, he is also afraid. He just stopped at the cliff where our mate fell back then. He let out a low growl and looked down into the deep water and looked up at the round bright moon. He howled so loud and long to release all the heavy feelings in our chest. He was frustrated, so am I; wanting to forget everything but we couldn't.

"What does she want?" "She wishes to open a dialogue," the droid said. "She believes that further conflict is inefficient. The Empire is damaged. It requires stability, not war." "She wants us to surrender?" Vane scoffed. "She offers terms," the droid corrected. "A ceasefire. The Shattered Isles will be recognized as an independent state. Oremond will be granted autonomy. In exchange..." The droid paused. "...Prince Tristan and the Lady Saoirse will surrender themselves to Imperial custody for trial."

Summary Hello Everyone, a year ago, I was only a slave. I gained love at the end for it to be ripped apart from myself and my mate LD. He sacrificed his life for my freedom and life. I promised him to live and learn how to love. I did not step foot in Bluestoria after that day a year ago when I walked away and never turned back. Now here I am in Starmainia, where my life has taken a complete turn. Join me on this new journey of my life.

Sometimes it was not good to have an overactive imagination, and this was one of those times. “She’s quite the fighter, your sister,” a voice said beside him. Thomas turned to see Claire. She placed a hand on his arm, token comfort in the darkness. “She’s very bossy, and she hates Star Wars.” His bottom lips trembled. “I want her to come back.” Claire watched his tears fall, and moved her hand to his shoulder, which bobbed in time with his sobs. From their right, a sound came to them, a drawn-out hiss and the terribly familiar click-clicking of claws on the hull.

ELOISE’S POV Darth had made no move to physically harm me, but that didn’t make me feel any safer. I knew men like Darth, they were the type who excelled in mind manipulation, he could do all the harm without having to lift a finger. Today in particular, I’d woke up with a temper. It seemed my home-sickness was finally getting the best of me. I missed Cassian and Layla and my dad, and each day I spent without seeing them left me feeling like I was on the brink of insanity.