Star Wars Self Insert Fanfic Novels & Stories

Astrea nods, “we can help him do better. Besides, if he does something really stupid, we can always call his sister.” Standing, I hold out my hand to him. Hawthorne blinks up at me, confused. “I accept you, Beta Sparks,” I smile as I watch his eyes widen, our new connection snapping into place with an ironclad rope. “Now come,” I grin down at him as he takes my hand and slowly stands. “Let’s not leave my husband waiting any longer. We wouldn’t want to make him angry on your first day on the job.” “Yes, Luna,” my new Beta returns my smile.

Kane smiled at me, “I am just happy I don’t have to keep the whole werewolf thing to myself anymore. I’ll see what I can do. Sounds really cool though that shelter.” “There are going to be even more humans joining in the near future and some half werewolf, half humans or what the fuck they’re called. I think they call them halfbloods, but I just think of fucking Harry Potter when I hear that.” Kane laughed, “I’m more of a Star Wars fan myself, but I get it.” I showed Kane my baby Yoda tattoo, “I love Star Wars too man. So fucking much.” I got Kane settled in and told him I had to get my suit and other stuff ready for our wedding in two weeks.

So we’ve infiltrated the territories before the ceremonies start in order to hide among them and attack from within. It’s been everything, fighting with the Sun Warriors for the past week, fighting to protect those who can’t defend themselves. It feels like this is what my entire life has been leading up to. I still have a strained relationship with Marion, and I haven’t even tried coming to terms yet with the fact that I’m star-kin. But it’s only been a week. I have plenty of time for all that. I don’t even realize I’ve successfully fallen asleep until I’m listing to the side, falling against nothing. I jerk awake, clamping my legs around my tree branch just as an arm flies out to catch my

I look anywhere but towards him in embarrassment. “You waited for your mate? Ellie, you waited, for me?” His eyes grow wider with every word he speaks. It sounds like he is almost excited, like the thought turns him on even more. Or maybe like I am a trophy he just claimed. The thought instantly snaps me back into reality and I push him off with force. How could I let this happen? I shift back into Leia and grab my clothing in my mouth. Leia takes control and lets off a very intense growl, looking deep into his eyes.

Nara Pain consumed me. I slept, tears slipping down my face. Seeing Stella in Kian's bed made me realize how messed up my situation was. Why did I allow him to convince me to sleep in his room? All for a Brie sandwich? 'No, it's because Kian truly wants us. He cares, and you can feel it, but you don't want to acknowledge it,' my wolf says. He has Stella, Stella Choi, a beautiful girl from an influential family. She is his Luna. I hate myself for almost falling for his charms.

Maybe if I could just have a moment to calm myself down, I might be able to give him the opportunity to explain. Just when I’m about to talk myself down from doing anything stupid, Korra pushes the images to the forefront of my mind. Star with her eyes rolled into the back of her head while my mate, the man who is supposed to love and cherish me, fucks her brains out. Seeing what’s mine thrust into someone else, his hands on hips that aren’t mine, and the unapologetic look in his eyes as our gaze locked. And just like that, I’m back to wondering why I’m even trying to stop myself from doing what I want. Am I really petty enough to do something as low as sleep with another man?

Author’s POV “Is it true?” James asks, looking into Francois' eyes “You will let an animal take over your body, and you will start to howl at the moon as the rest of us?” and he mocks him for the way he acted at the beginning when he found that Leia is his mate, or worse when he realized that Vivi mated with Luke.

**Kelly Thompson's POV** The stars' embrace isn't gentle-it's an autopsy. Their light fillets me, peeling flesh from thought, memory from marrow. I unravel, a thousand splintered selves spilling across a realm where time creases like paper. Eden floats nearby, a puppet strung on jade filaments, his eyes hollowed into gateways that bleed infinity. The heart lodged in my ribs bucks against the violation, its rhythm a war chant, its voice serrated. *"They want to burn you. *Burn them first*."*

He removed his canines from my neck and licked the wound close. Even though I had experienced the most intense orgasm, he was not done. He flipped us over and made me straddle him, his member still buried inside my core. My big bad Alpha was surrendering control to me. “Stella, ride me Sweetheart… Do as you please…” He asked and I conveniently obeyed his request. I could feel everything he was feeling, plus my pleasure. It was overwhelming. Leia showed in the back of my mind “Mark him… make him ours…” He noticed the change in my eyes, and when he was close to his orgasm, he commanded: “Mark me… I want to be yours, and only yours…”

I turned to him. My forehead furrowed. "Why a star? E, you can also be a moon." "I want to be a star because I want to be with you. I know that many men are drooling over you and they are like stars. If you'll be the moon then I'll be one of those stars beside you, admiring you. " We stared. Deafening silence. My heart pounded. With that force, I think Thyro can already hear that. Fortunately, I could not stand because I knew my knees would soften. Damn. What is happening to me?