Star Wars Old Republic Romance Novels & Stories

Chapter 61: Whirlwind Romance Reese “I can live with that,” I whispered back, brushing my thumb over her knuckles. She shook her head, laughing under her breath, and for a second the rest of the room faded. Just her. Just us. The way it had been since that first chaotic night we’d collided again and somehow never untangled. Roman, however, was nowhere near done. “This… whirlwind romance or whatever this is,” he continued, dragging a hand through his hair as if trying to physically work through the frustration building inside him, “it’s madness. Jesus Christ, Savannah. That’s practically your sister—”

Then, Everly's message came through. [Sabrina, I'm sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen. But Jeremy and I truly love each other. Our souls resonate. He doesn't love you. He's just used to your care. Please, let us be together. The baby can't grow up without a father.] Tears fell heavily onto the screen, blurring the words. Then, what about my youth? Those eight years that I had given to the wrong person... Were they all in vain? I took a deep breath, wiped my tears, and felt my gaze turn cold.

"We survived the Core! We survived the Aether! I am not leaving you on the Moon!" Alexander pulled her close, his form momentarily solidifying into the man she had loved in the Singapore rain. He kissed her, a touch that tasted of ozone and eternity. "You aren't leaving me, El," he whispered. "I'm the one holding the door open for you. Take our son. Take our sisters. Tell the world that the 'Billionaire Romance' ended with the People owning the stars." The Ninth Bar: The Star-Gate "Mama, look!" Leo cried, pointing at the shards of the silver-wood horse.

"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

A mysterious message flashed across the screen: "This is only the beginning… the real game is just starting. Are you ready?" Sophia leaned close, reading over his shoulder. “Looks like calm was temporary.” Luke chuckled softly, eyes meeting hers, dark with promise. “Then we prepare… together. No surprises we can’t handle.” They laughed, kissed, and intertwined once more, a storm of desire and love building between them. The city lights sparkled, a reflection of their journey, the battles they survived, and the fiery love that had carried them through.

“If this is a lie, we’ll burn it down together.” The path wove tighter, its gossamer threads growing warmer, weaving visions of their deepest desires—Kade and Jessica married under a starlit sky, Selene reunited with her lost love, Lucas forgiven by his father, Bryan alive and whole. The nexus’s heartbeat pulsed softly, blending with the star’s hum, a melody that promised forever but felt like a lover’s false vow. The starfield above shimmered, constellations forming hearts and hands, yet a faint shadow slithered through them, like a crack in their trust.

The music changed suddenly, it was time for couples to dance. Before I realized it, I was already moving one step, then another, drawn to her like a man walking toward a flame. But then a hand gripped my wrist. “Louis.” Isla called out. I turned to her, and she had that strict face that looked furry . “Don’t do it,” she whispered. “She’s my ex-wife,” I hissed under my breath. “I just want a dance.” Her fingers tighten around my arm. “No, you don’t. You want revenge. And if you go to her now, you’ll ruin everything you’ve built.”

Natalie felt her body tingle as Lucian spoke in a serious voice. "There is no need for us to be together anymore Mr. Center, because when our purpose has been achieved, we have nothing to do with each other. You were forced to marry me and I was forced to marry you. There is no romantic relationship between you and me, for which we will continue to live together even after canceling the contract," Natalie said with a little force.

I asked him, confident that the world is not so bad and maybe it can be as beautiful as movies. “Are you talking about “The Notebook” and “Titanic”?” “No, Superman.” I spit quickly, while he looks at me strangely, thinking I've lost my mind. “When I was a little girl, I saw Superman with my parents and I thought it was the most romantic movie.” I commented to him, going back to my childhood and remembering the moment I saw the movie. “Isn't Superman an action movie?” He asks me thoughtfully. “Yes,” I respond quickly. “In the second half, the villain fires missiles and causes an earthquake. The woman Superman loves is buried and dies. Superman could save the world, but not the woman he loved.

Jasper slowly lowered his arm, feeling his cheeks heat. “This is my mate,” Reid said simply, his voice hoarsened from his earlier tears, and he took Jasper’s hand. “This is my fated mate, Jasper Compton. We exchanged marks last night. What happened to Marcella,” he broke off, grimacing his way through holding back his grief. Jasper squeezed his shoulder slightly in empathy. “What happened to Marcella was not sanctioned by the Comptons.”