Star Wars Fanfiction Godlike Anakin นิยาย & เรื่องราว

‘It is good to do this for Deimos but remember that Randal belongs to the enemy camp. There was no love lost between the two of us – well, there might be some since he was a clingy brat but on my part, I could not say I cared for Randal’s life or death but why did I feel so uneasy at the thought of something happening to him? ‘He has stuck his neck out for me several times so the least I can do for him is to help him this one time.’ ‘Persephone will not like this,’ Anakin said. ‘She sent him away so you could convert the people in central Deimos to your side while he was away but you ended up going on a wild goose chase for slaves. Now, you are going to screw up the final opportunity.’

She had a force within her—the love for Luke, the bond with Luca, and her own awakening power. Luke’s wings flared, shielding her from another surge of God’s golden aura. His blade hummed, silver light intertwining with shadows. Every strike, every movement, was a dance of precision and desperation. “You cannot resist me forever,” God’s voice boomed, shattering the fragments of the palace with the force of his words. “You are mine, Lily. I created you. You are bound to me!”

It's stupid but- wait why would I tell him to do this? "You have no clue what you have done" Paenoe said as the fear on his face was replaced with anger. I shook my head again...goddess I have lost my mind. "What? Can't handle a little blow to your ego?" I mocked him further. Yea it was to show him his place...right? But how would this show him his pla- no it will! It will. "You do not understand the hybrid world and you shouldn't have said anything if you do not understand our ways. A dying wish is biding Luna Anaïs...I cannot refuse a dying wish" Alpha Paenoe said but I rolled my eyes. Him and his stupid ass laws.

I took her in higher, knowing she would like it even more. "No....please, Arkael...I'm...of fuck! Hell....oh....mmhh...fuck that feels so gooooddd..." she was about to have her second consecutive climax when I move my kisses upwards. "Why...." she whined adorably. "We got the rest of our lives my beautiful Shani..." I started licking her hips, my hands were trailing to her calves. "...I've been waiting hundreds of years for you..." moving up my kisses to her curves just below her breasts.

Very heroic of me, I know… Then Ani had taken me into his arms and--- well, he’d shown me pleasure like no man or god after him could ever measure up to. Hell, the last thing I remembered was the water’s warmth, his hands and mouth on my body, and his strength overwhelming me until I collapsed against him, utterly exhausted from being used by him. In the most delightful way possible... After that… Nothing! I couldn’t even remember getting dry and moving to the bed at all… I still couldn’t believe that I was with an actual god. I mean, the dragon and a freaking talking crow should have been my first clue that I was in some Twilight-Saga shit-zone, but of all the supernatural things to come ac

Mona was at loss for words. “ Pfft, every lady's dream is to be Sir Kia and Sir Anakin's woman so don't blame me if I'm ambitious,” she switched from the calm, cute girl we had earlier met to a total fan girl. “ Why do you have them accompanying the both of you though? It's not surprising to see Sir Anakin with women but Sir Kia has never accompanied any woman who isn't related to him and you two don't seem like relatives. At least, not with my gut feeling,” she was being really analytical right now.

She would feel it. Every second… Every breath and every fading heartbeat. And when it ended… So would a part of her. Iris’s fingers tightened slightly around Anana. No! No… she refused to accept that. She had watched Lucien grow. From a reckless, defiant young Alpha… into the man the entire world feared and respected. The Alpha God of War. She had seen him stand against enemies that should have destroyed him. Watched him walk out of battles drenched in blood that was never his own.

"I am the technical GOD - he explained - blagging to the real GOD of CODE. Eigen seemed happy enough to humour the lad, letting him run his mouth without once interrupting. Until the end. "Do you know who I am?" he asked, grin widening so far it almost swallowed them whole. He would have, if not for Miaka's pleas. "Please let him live," she begged the old GOD, trying to save the new. Eigen paused, closing his giant mouth and reeling in his thick tongue and teeth. "I won't."

"We gave them wings." Elias turned to me, the blinding silver crown resting on his brow. The sheer psychic weight radiating from the Alpha was ten times stronger than it had ever been. It was oppressive, magnificent, and absolute. "You built us a stairway to the stars, Architect," Elias said, his voice echoing with absolute authority. "The Vanguard is whole." I nodded, letting the exhaustion finally pull me under. But as I looked up past the glowing silver spire, staring into the bright blue daytime sky, a dark, calculating thought slipped into my mind.