Star Wars Rebels Fanfiction Oc Stormtrooper Novels & Stories

Even if the rebels shot their drones down, they should be able to get there quickly enough to find them and destroy them before they could get away. All of them were to be shot on sight except for the red haired girl--Rain--and 24C. Jaguar knew exactly who he was, even though she’d had to hide her surprise when she’d learned that he was a leader of the rebellion. In her time leading the Military Mothers of Gretchintown, before White had been sent in by President Violet, she never would’ve guessed the mild-mannered 24C would’ve been a problem. Sure, he’d been a little bit of a troublemaker when he was younger, but that was the case with a lot of the men, especially the more vital ones, like 2

Beggar I need more than that tell me your name,” He insists. I walk down the corridor to the room I'm sharing with Storm. Zero's boots keep up behind me. “I'm still thinking about it,” I say honestly. My hand pounds the door twice before it swings open and Storm appears from the other side dressed in a white t-shirt similar to the one, I'm wearing and blue checkered boxers. The smile on his lips when he sees my grip on the packet is a relief.

"There is a true Luna in the Storm Pack." The warriors let out a fierce cry. But I knew in my heart It wasn't over yet. Not quite yet.

"Shamia, she's that stubborn." "Yes, you know she is. Very stubborn, especially when she thinks she's right." "I knew someone very similar," Storm said winking at Aira. "You bastard." She patted his arm and walked away angrily. He grabbed her hand and pulled her towards him. "I'm your bastard." He grabbed her chin, claim her lips, and she didn't want to argue with him anymore. Storm ripped off her robe, which fell to the ground, leaving her naked. She tugged at the knot of his towel and grabbed his cock the moment the towel fell to the floor.

Morwen looked startled, while Orion's expression turned grim, which said a lot because he never worried about Katerina. Swearing under his breath, Storm headed straight for the staircase, tossing the leather file onto the decorative entry table. The frightened Omega quickly scrambled out of his way while Orion followed a few steps behind, leaving Morwen alone downstairs. By the time Storm reached the second floor, he could hear her crying from the hall. “You said my baby would be fine!” Kat shrieked behind the bedroom doors. “You lied to me!” Storm pushed the double doors open and slowed his steps, careful to avoid a shattered flower vase near the fireplace. The white roses he brought her th

I croak. I have been in the dungeon a few times and I could tell my experience there was so bad and painful, all the guards there are bad and brutal. They rape girls my age and above my age. With this experience I won't want to go there. He stands up to leave but turns to look at me, he said, “before I forget, I Vincent Storms, rejects you, Ruth Macaulay, as my mate and future Luna. I was in shock, and his words kept repeating in head, I couldn't say a word or even react.

'Cristella, please help the luna with her tasks for the time being,' I linked her giving her something useful to do so that she wouldn't be bothering me at this time. "Where's Stormie?" I asked looking around. The pack warriors and those who came with us alike were dragging the rogue bodies to the woods for burning. "Here," I heard her call outloud and we all turned. There she stood in all her glory with the sun shining down on her holding the rogue by his neck, her bloody sword slung over her other shoulder, a huge grin on her face. Blood was beginning to dry on her face and gear, making them look war painted. She looked like a goddess of war, fierce and bold standing there and I couldn'

I was making a whole fucking list in my head of those who I would kill: Myrtle, Alpha Lex, Doctor Marco, and now that dickhead James was on there too. --- I made two in.sta posts, to show you what I think Storm and Aaro look like. naomidgoodnovel. When I think of Storm speaking, I imagine a deep voice like Jason Mamoa. Who do you imagine Storm looks like?

Smiling. > “She’s mine now.” I grab my gun and fire into the screen, but the bullet passes through empty glass. > “You still think violence will save her? That’s what makes you human. Predictable.” “Get out of her head!” I shout. > “Why would I? She’s the perfect host.” The storm outside intensifies — lightning shattering across the dome, casting the whole room in strobe light. I crouch beside Liana, pressing my hand to her chest. Her heart beats too fast.

“You’re blind. That tongue is armor. Underneath it’s fire. Pure, lunar fire. Her wolf feels the same about me. But she’s wary. Hurt, maybe. She won’t let me close. Not yet.” I rubbed a hand over my face. The faint hum in my chest pulsed again, like an echo I couldn’t shake. Whatever this was, it wasn’t nothing. But it also wasn’t everything. And I wasn’t stupid enough to think one night changed centuries of solitude into something real. “She’s not coming with us,” I said firmly. “This was a transaction. I paid. We fucked. I leave. End of story.” Storm went quiet for a minute. Then, softer, “You really believe that?”