Star Wars Rebels Oc Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Before I could speak, Rebecca, ever the opportunist, stepped in. “Uh, she’s Aurora,” she chirped, her tone syrupy sweet, but the malice beneath it was impossible to miss. “She’s just a classmate of mine. She had too much to drink and wandered in here by mistake. Honestly, you can’t blame her—she’s just an Omega. This kind of place is way out of her league.” Ice snarled in my mind, her anger simmering like a volcano about to erupt. This woman thinks she owns everything.

“She has been showing them to people.” I felt sick in my stomach. Pictures of Marcus and me?. Pictures I'd forgotten even existed?. Pictures from before everything had fallen apart between us. Chris continued, his voice getting angrier. “She's sending them around like they're some kind of proof that Rebel is trouble.” Sean's hands curled into fists, “What else?” Chris’s voice lowered, “The scars.” I stopped breathing. “She told everyone Rebel has scars running down both her arms.” The room went silent after that. I simply couldn't bring myself to look at anyone's face at that moment.

She closes her brown eyes and next they know,she opens them again, but now with a hazel glint shining in them. The Rebel was in control. Let the fight begin.

Wasn't waiting to be hurt. I thought of Kael. Of the poison. Of the first life's bitter end. I thought of Elara, raising her pup in the south. I thought of Cassian, alive and whole, his hand on my shoulder. And I thought of myself—Lyra Moonwood, Omega, sister, survivor. I stopped at the edge of the cliff, looking out over the valley. The river sparkled below. The forest whispered. Somewhere in the distance, a wolf howled. I tilted my head back and answered. THE END

Yet she makes it all look effortless, winning hearts with her genuine warmth while my careful calculations earn me nothing but contempt. My gaze drifts to the small window overlooking the pack grounds. Below, Lucas and Scar walk hand in hand through the garden, their heads bent close in intimate conversation. The sight makes my stomach churn. “That should be me,” I whisper, my reflection showing the ugly twist of my lips. In my darkest moments, I imagine his mistress Scar’s downfall, scenarios where the perfect future Luna makes a terrible mistake and loses everything. But even in my fantasies, Lucas never turns to me. I’m too tainted now, marked by my role as the unwanted mistress.

“Are you awake?” “Yes.” “Where are you?” “The middle of the ocean. Literally, the middle of the ocean.” “You must be having a ball.” “Shut up.” He laughs softly. “God, I miss you.” “I miss you too.” I try to conjure up an image of my groom, but can't even remember what he looks like anymore. “We are officially at war. Asmodeus’s allies attacked us at sunset.” “His sons?” “Some sided with him.”

Hanson moves forward while commanding to others, “Release her!” When no one listens, he moves to do it himself. “Hanson, stop!” His body obeys as his mind churns, his heart burns, and his eyes yearn to follow through with the task. The Alpha Female. “COME BACK TO ME!” Hanson straightens as his body obeys a call the rest of him wishes to ignore. As he comes to stand next to his new female, he watches Jezebel and pleads for forgiveness and offers false promises of freeing himself from his Alpha Female with his eyes. Jezebel closes her eyes before looking straight ahead. That was the last time she looked at him. The thin silver thread grows even weaker from the final betrayal. He was going to s

That was why Mia’s family was in Crescent Moon now—they accompanied Alpha Lorcan for the annual West gathering held every February. “If you reject Alpha Lucas, do it in front of Olivia. Then run away!” Mia whispered like a devil at her ear, feeding Amelia’s dark thoughts—but those ideas gave Amelia a strange thrill. For the first time in her life, she wanted to fight back. She’d always been a good daughter, a good stepsister, an obedient girlfriend. This—this was all new. Earlier, she felt alone and hopeless. But with Mia here, she finally felt strong enough to go through with her revenge.

Jasmine was about to say something, but Zia cut her off. "I ASK AM I CLEAR." Jasmine nodded her head instantly. "Remember that this is a fictional world or some AOB written by humans where the Alpha girlfriend gets everything even she is a bitch. Thus is real life, and you and Sebastian don't have any future." "Zia I know you have a problem with me, but I am Sebestian future mate." Jasmine said, and Damon looked at Omega and thought about her stupidity.

No, Jonas gave it to me. So that's why you betrayed us? You own you now. You sold your loyalty for material gains. " "You're getting this all wrong." I cut in. "Is he your mate?" She asked after a brief conversation with Ava. "Obviously not." I answered. I guess the rumors circulated amongst a few high-ranked rebel officers were true then. An expired girl walks amongst us and she fits your description. I can even dare to dream that you're the one, but the odds aren't in your favor, seeing as you've spent a lot of time with the Council, you would have been dead by now. "