Star Wars New Order Novels & Stories

And with all the training I had received since joining the Gamma Warrior program, I could keep my shapely body and build strength and stamina. Once I am officially 21, I can formally join the ranks of our Gamma's Warrior System. I'll try to simplify it. There are five classes in total, which are your training phase. We can start as early as 16-17 to prepare for our first shift on the first full moon after our 18th birthday—classes 1 and 2 specialized in strength, stamina, and pain endurance training. Shifting is a nasty business, not to forget the pain.

His presence was felt throughout the courtyard as he barked out orders. Warriors stood around him, focused, hanging on his every word. “…No mistakes this time,” he was saying. “We move quiet. We move smart. No mercy. And no hesitation.” “Yes sir!” Their voice thundered. Even though they weren't even up to ten in number. Ryan looked over them like a storm. I leaned against the pillar and watched from above, silent. He hadn’t seen me yet. But that was okay. I just needed one more second. One more look at him before he vanished into the night again.

There was no ceremony or celebration. A passerby had snapped photos that day, but since there was no wedding and James never spoke about it, the public dismissed the pictures as nothing more than a prank. That hidden past had become the cleanest cut between him and me. Closing the news feed, I lifted a cup of warm coffee and took a slow sip. Sunlight streamed through the window, spilling across the table, gentle and warm, like the opening notes of my new life. As for his lively scandals, they no longer concerned me. However, what I didn’t expect was that someone else wasn’t ready to let me go.

My mouth goes dry. "That's why the New Order wants him," Torres continues. "They believe that if they can harness his instability—if they can force a full break—they can control what comes through. They can weaponize the Underworld itself. Armies of spirits. Old gods. Whatever they can drag out. And they'll start with him." He opens the folder just enough for me to see the top page: a satellite image of the city. There's a red circle around the university and another circle around the Lakewood estate. There are also lines connecting them.

Nicholas yelled "In the face of the order you are nothing but a fle...." His speech was interrupted by a large explosion from right behind Uzo, and he looked up and saw a fleet of spaceships approaching. and at the top of his voice he yelled "BEHOLD, the glory of the Order" before getting blown up by shots that were intended to kill Uzo.

There was a total of thirty-three War Orders in the ruins of the Ancient Heavenly Court. Based on Milo's calculations, he planned to seize a few more War Orders and sell them to those who needed them. The powerful figures who came to Earth were prodigies from all over the universe who was loaded. However, James was the one who obtained the War Order this time. In just a few short days, his strength had increased by leaps and bounds. As the cost of fighting James far outweighed the benefits, he opted to give up.

THE PRICE OF POWER The quiet after the storm was unsettling. The complex lay in ruins, Julian Cross neutralized, and The Order finally dismantled. Lysander and Kylie stood amidst the wreckage, breathing in the cold night air, their eyes scanning the remains of the battle. The sense of relief was palpable, but it was fleeting. In this world, peace was a temporary illusion, one that could vanish as quickly as it came.

A document appeared. PROJECT NEW ORDER Heiden spoke carefully. “If John understands the full purpose of the Iron Gate Grid…” “…then everything collapses.” Howard Johnson added coldly: “The world would know we were preparing to replace governments.” McCart finished the sentence. “With a new world order.” Kirk shook his head. “And if John activates Iron Gate fully?” Rothchild answered quietly. “Then we would be the ones at the bottom.” The room fell silent. Howard Johnson leaned forward. “So we know what we have to do.”

Tasked with preserving peace and balance, they were a force no council, no kingdom, dared oppose. But as time went on, the council’s original members grew restless. They saw The Order’s strength as a threat to their ambition and sought to seize control. Determined to claim power for themselves, they set about dismantling the legacy of The Order. These council members, however, knew that they could only triumph by exploiting a rare planetary alignment, one that left The Order’s members separated and vulnerable.

“It’s one of my planets from back when I was a princess of the Gentry. It has life support, so they’ll be fine. After Azea entered and she closed the portal, she turned back to Quinn and Willow. “War is coming.”, she said. “And we don’t have an army.” She looked up at the pulsing orange glow in the sky. “We can’t protect all of the earth all of the time.” She clenched her fist. “If anything, I want to protect one of the few things Xassin loved.” There was a crackle as comms activated. “Don’t worry about an army, Míriel.”, Orion said as a huge ship materialised over the skies. “Say hello to Zephyr Prime.”, Orion said proudly. He beamed them up and they were in a huge hallway lined with hundre