Star Wars Satele Shan Novels & Stories

“We have six minutes until their sentries realize the frequency loop is bleeding out,” Selene muttered. Her clawed fingertips tore across the interface of the console inside the Okoye Moon Dominion Tower, her eyes glowing a sharp, predatory gold as she sliced through the encrypted feeds of the Shadowfang Manor perimeter.

Not that Eva and Lucifer stopped to watch. They immediately went towards the detachable teleport module, which magnetically affixed itself to the front of the fighter itself. And when Lucifer poured power into it, wispy tendrils of dark matter extended out along its multiple frames. Like sails. “I was wondering how we were gonna get out of here in just a fighter,” said Eva. “What is it?” “Shadowsail,” said Lucifer. “There’s a house out in the Hegemony that makes parts just for this core. The sail’s huge and kinda clunky, but it’ll get us anywhere in the galaxy.”

"I'm going to show up at the faeries' land tonight to do what I said I'd do. I'll get Shane his damn information." "You don't get to make that call," Renata shot back, growling. The cat in her wanted to get out and fight. "I just did." "No member of Shane's house defies him. You'd better learn that if --" "You're right," Shamira interrupted. "No member of his house should defy him. Since he's got plenty of other people now who are obviously better at all this than I am, I'll move out in the morning. I'll find the damn morning star dealers on my own."

Sharon could kill a person in a single strike, but Sarong could torture a person in just three. “Hah!” Sharon exclaimed as she rushed towards Shanxi carelessly. Her eyes were slightly clouded, yet they brightened in excitement when she reached her destination. Her mouth was wide open in a maniacal smile, and her arms which held on to Canyon’s Mouth shook in the excitement of the battle to come.

​The Throne of Shadows ​Leo, Maya, and Ren pushed through the central artery of the ship until they reached the "Apex-Chamber." ​The room was a vast dome of transparent obsidian, looking out at the Earth below. Sitting on a throne made of crystallized starlight was Selene Vane. She looked down at them with a cold, terrifying beauty, her violet hair flowing in an artificial breeze. ​"You brought the dirt of the Earth into my sanctuary," Selene said, her voice like ice. "You destroyed a century of Lunar perfection for a handful of 'Marked' mongrels."

The plane left the atmosphere of Lunaris, soaring across the vast canvas of purples, blues, and pinks space, clashing together and dotted with over a million tiny stars. Throughout the ride, Luna was engaged in a warm and friendly chat with Sasha as she got to know that the other girl's home realm was Ignis, the hottest planet in the Starry Galaxy.

Odis turns to me and our eyes lock before he turns back to his alpha. “Kill them,” Shane said nonchalantly. As if he were discussing the weather or what to wear today, instead of ordering the deaths of every beach goer here. “There are women and children here. They don’t even know who we are,” Odis pleads. “No!” I shout.

Bloody Lucas Jones! The car comes to a stop and Sandy gets out first followed by the annoying Rosey. I don’t usually call people names but Rosey is a slut, warriors, my gamma, and my beta have tapped that. Now she is trying her luck with me, the filthy rat! Sandy smiles at me and comes in her a hug. I hug her briefly but my eyes are glued on Shannon.

“But I came back.” “You always do,” she said. “But I don’t want that to be a pattern. I want you to stay.” “I’m trying.” Her eyes shimmered—but no tears fell. She was stronger than that. Than me. Before I could say more, Selene stalked over with a rolled-up map. “New intel,” she said. “The files you pulled—there’s a list of satellite camps.” “Backup forces?” I asked. “No. Trafficking stations.” My stomach dropped.

“My charm may be irresistible but my demographic is really teen girls. Not so much grownup security dudes. It was just natural for me to give a reason for coming here and I said I was just visiting my bro in Camp Unplugged. Geuraeseo? It’s not a big deal.” In the graveyard silence, they hear the roar of a car engine mounting the steep street and getting closer. Soon, headlights sweep at them and Nate’s eyes widen as he sees ROTC Sergeant Luna behind the wheel and Miss Perfect sitting next to him. Caught in each other’s headlights, all four of them probably look like startled deer. “Oh no…” he mumbles. “Pali pali!” Shadow shouts and swings his leg over onto the driver’s seat. “Hop on!” ****