Star Wars Kushiban Novels & Stories

She heard rumors of his powers, but seeing it first hand made tingles shot down her spine and fear settled in her stomach. She watched as he stood in front of his brother, arms outstretched with a look of concentration on his face. He held Kai mid air. It was hard not to compare the two. Kai has hard muscles, warrior tattoos, with weapons strapped to his back. Kane was lean; he didn’t have the body of a warrior, but that of a dancer. Gold tattoos traced across his lean form. He looked like a god. Kane slowly lowered him to the ground. As soon as Kai's foot hit the ground, he bared his fangs and growled.

Hello everyone! this book takes place in the mix of book 1. this shows what happens to Leia after she is rescued. Leia POV There is no light at the end of this tunnel for me, if there was well then I wouldn’t know. I was living my current hell, fully conscious of what was happening but having little to no control over my own body. My wolf, Una, has been locked in some sort of cage. She looked smaller than she normally is. Her soft brown fur was mangled and rough, her once bright brown eyes were dim and dark. I shouldn't have gone to that party. I was warned about leaving the pack lands but yet my selfishness got the best of me. "She really is pretty." A man said in a slick tone. Una growled

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

"Did you really think a fat, dying human could ever truly be my Luna?”, the words I never expected from Jacob, my bond mate came out with no remorse I gave that man everything. My body. My loyalty. My son. My Health. And when his fated mate walked in, he chose her — then watched Lucy kill my child before he finished what she started. I died hating them both. I woke up as someone else. My name was Rachel Black. Now I'm wearing Danielle Carmen's face, sleeping in her bed, married to a man who never wanted me — Jackson, obligated to me by a mother who's been pulling his strings since birth. I don't remember Danielle's life. But I remember someone tried to end it before I got here. So I'll u

Kisona just stared at Vander and rushed to one again fight kuishinbos. Kuishinbos are really hard to deal with. They can be small or large or human size, but killing them would take some time since you can only hurt them using a sword specialized to kill them, called the ashsword. Materials used in creating ashsword comes from the ashes left by the kuishinbos when they are killed. The more ashes on your sword, the more effective it will be. Hurting kuishinbos is not enough. You need to find its core and destroy it before killing it totally. Different kuishinbos have different core locations, just looking for it is already hard but destroying is even harder.

"I didn’t take him for that sort of man." "What—what sort of man?" Vaani frowned, confused. "The Casanova sort," he whispered, dramatically. "Casa- what?" Vaani frowned, still confused. "Oho!" Zane sighed, realizing. Of course, she would have never heard of the infamous player given she’s from a different timeline. Then he proceeded to explain. "You know, the kind of guy who shows you stars at night and then acts like he’s never met you the next morning." "Show me stars?" Vaani stared at him, blankly.

“Even now, it would take another hundred thousand to figure everything out, for the mind power is not all there. The two of you are different. Light years beyond the others that are there right now. That is how you both could call out to me. I am the guardian of our kind on your planet. My family has been for generations now. We have been waiting for this to happen.” “The light show?” Greg asked, slightly confused as he was trying to take all of this at once. He understood how Kristen felt right now more than ever as she dealt with being on her own. This was slightly different but as equally as overwhelming. It would be a lot for anyone or anything to take in. “A sign that I heard you both.

: "Alpha, don't do this... don't do this for me... making Luna apologize to me publicly... this is too... too humiliating for Luna's position... I don't deserve it... just forget it..." Her seemingly pleading words actually added fuel to the fire, emphasizing "humiliation" and my "position." Her hypocritical "mercy" completely ignited Damien's fury. His gaze locked onto me with cold, controlling desire. Instead of approaching me, he ordered his subordinates: "Bring it in." The heavy side door of the council hall was pushed open. Two Gamma guards dragged in a massive beast cage. Inside, an adult husky that once had glossy fur and bright eyes was now whimpering in terror and weakness.

Charging in without a plan is, in fact, a very bad plan. From her position, her gaze remains locked on the monster responsible for all this chaos. Her fury grows, and with a low growl, the lowest branches of the sequoias begin to spiral and tremble, alerting Eisheth. A portion of the dark mist disperses for a few seconds before settling back into place. The Terrakai begin to grow uneasy. No one understands what is happening—except the spirits of the earth, who can sense their goddess, gifted by the moon, nearby.

When Fabian's thoughts start to get jumbled, he lets out a roar. Chase's faint protestation of "what he says is true, Fabian," was met with silence. His ability to heal is mending his wounds, gradually. The fact that he could move his left leg caught my eye. After staring at me for a while, it continued: "There should be four gods ruling Tribus: Strike, Ultra, Blue Dane, and S—." Stop wasting my time, Chase. A woman's voice suddenly cut in, distracting Chase. The jangling of weapons follows as an assault is readied. Isabel is the one who acts as though the secret is a matter of life and death and must be kept hidden.