Star Wars Outlaws Novels & Stories

“You’re getting better at this.” “Better?” Luca shot back, eyes narrowed. “I’ve always been good. You just didn’t notice.” Ghost wanted to argue, to tease, to say something more personal, but a shot rang out too close to ignore. They both ducked, heart pounding, side by side. Within minutes, the convoy was neutralized. Cartel members were disarmed and restrained, their trucks disabled, and the Serpents had control of the choke point. Dust settled over the canyon, heavy and choking, and the moonlight revealed the small band of fighters, breathing hard, eyes sharp.

Scott replied. I had to admit it made my heart stop for just a moment hearing that even they tried to spin it in a way to keep their image and throw me under the bus. "We asked that Leia pick the punishment since it was her that was hurt most in all of this, she will be the one to tell them. Elijah, Haley do either of you deny the charges?" Scott asked, looking at them. "We chose not to say anything at all. We lost our son at least she is still alive." Haley replied and I heard my mother growl from the crowd. "Fine, Leia, please face them and tell them their punishment." Scott said. I nodded and stood in front of them. "Elijah, Haley, I use to look up to the both of you when I was younger an

One shot whistles past my ear, and I taste copper in my mouth. Pure instinct: I swivel, sighting down the barrel of my Glock. Two men burst through the broken front window like demons of nightmares—Matteo Santoro’s men, no doubt. One is tall and lean with a cruel grin; the other is stocky, dark-haired, eyes gleaming. They shout something I don’t catch, words lost in the chaos, but their intent is clear.

"Pinewood pack here is surrounded by two most strongest pack , the Moonlight and Aurafare. The news of rogue trafficking is not a secret now, the Alpha of the moonlight pack being the leader. The court doesn't has evidence to detain him however, Rebel doesn't wait for evidence. He attacks without it. " "Being located at a distance of 70 miles from there. I suspect Rebel to residing somewhere here, and even if he is not. Moonlight pack will be his next location and Alpha Kane." " His next target." Gasps fill the silence hall. Feeling of pride swelling in their hearts ,seeing their Kings intelligence. "Bravo my Son. You are a genius." One of the enders said ,and others followed. Standing up fo

At the start of graduation season, my boyfriend took more than two hundred photos of Madison Vale. Chase Whitman was president of Westbridge University’s photography club. He knew how to find flattering light and how to coax people out of stiff smiles. Madison stood beneath the maples outside the library in a white dress, her graduation cap tucked under one arm. “Am I taking up too much of your time?” she asked. Chase checked the last few shots and smiled. “You make my job easy.” When it was finally my turn, he barely looked at me. “Stand by the tree.” He clicked the shutter twice and lowered the camera. “Done.” I stared at him. “That’s it?” He turned the screen toward me. In one photo my ey

The girl looked at him and smiled. “You were once like them, right?” “Well, I know that even I was in that spot, I would not go that far in fabricating lies just to protect someone I look up to.” He defended himself trying to look unaffected by her smart remark. She looked at him dumbfounded and just bid him goodbye to rest. He just watched her as she was accompanied by two female police officers. Our fight is not yet over Claire. Just hang in there. I believe that you are innocent and just deserve to have a good and normal life outside prison. You’re still young.

I hated how small it made me feel - like I’d slept wrapped in wolves and woke up in their teeth. “Outlaws,” Calder corrected, voice as dry as rusted metal. “Not aimless criminals. We live outside their rules because their rules don’t keep our people safe. We move goods. We move information. We take contracts - legal and illegal - that give us leverage. That keeps our people fed and our enemies honest.” Maddox shrugged, still trying to hide the tension with noise. “We’re also the sort who breaks necks when someone tries to take what’s ours.”

he stammered, his voice barely audible amid the swirling chaos of emotions. Blake, his eyes burning with a resolute determination, cast a chilling gaze upon the captive scientist. His voice dripped with icy disdain as he spoke, sending a shiver down the scientist's spine. "You're doomed," he declared, the words hanging in the air like an unyielding verdict. "Now that you've laid eyes on us, none of you will survive. Andrew, do you have something to restrain them?" "Yes, their own clothes will suffice," Andrew replied without hesitation. He swiftly tore off a man's shirt and used it to securely bind one of the captives. Following Andrew's lead, Blake, and Matt did the same with the remaining

“What’s the plan?” Serene smirked. “We humiliate her in front of everyone. She’s already an outcast, but after tonight, she’ll never show her face at a pack event again.” Mira’s eyes gleamed. “How do we do it?” Serene tapped her chin. “We make her trip while everyone’s watching. I’ll make sure she’s at the center of attention, and when the moment is right, one of you will” “I’ll do it,” Cassius interrupted. “I’ll make sure she falls hard.”

She glanced at the man before her who struggled to comprehend what had happened. “You… You’re unruly! Even if you die many times, it wouldn’t be enough to pay for your crimes!” James roared. His fury manifested itself as a violent gust of wind that shook the surrounding trees. Drake narrowed his eyes and stepped protectively in front of Dustin as his pure energy surged and converted into internal energy. “James Harris of the Outlaws Department lives up to his reputation…” he muttered. “Is he really that strong?” Myst scoffed. “Even the Outlaws Department’s lowest-ranking Amber agents are Martial Saints…” Drake’s face turned serious.