Star Wars Self Insert Fanfic Novels & Stories

“So many times I wanted to tell you to wait for me. I was so afraid that you would storm out of the packhouse and go back home. They keep telling me that you’re here but knowing you babe, i had my doubts. I’m sorry for not trusting what they say.” “I didn’t trust them either,” I said giving him a smile. “So, you’re really an Alpha now,” I said playfully. He gave me a smile as he held my face with his hand. His thumb brushes my cheeks and I found myself leaning in his hand. I turned my face so that I can kiss the palm of his hand. ****** ‘I feel hot,’ Leia whispered. I feel hot too. It’s not hot like you’re being burned alive. I felt hot but in a different way. I felt my core tingling as I le

Since I came home with his one-eyed henchman Beta Patrick with the declaration of war ringing loud he has been stuck at the Rising Star castle with me. Forced to be with the mate he doesn’t want. “Why won’t you just reject me?” I screamed at him one evening. The ridiculousness of sitting across a dining table with my so-called mate burned me. Knowing war was ongoing left me bubbling with resentment and unable to hold back my tongue. “Because I can provide for both of you. You can be Luna of Rising Star. That is the place you want. It is what I want for you too.” “What about her?”

Stupid Ren. ‘Nah I like him. Mom likes him too. He’s changing.’ Star tells me with a purr, and I just ignore her. I know how badly she wants a mate, but mother explicitly told us... we don't have one. He will find the one for him in just ten months or so and I will be just his Alpha. I won't hurt myself by hoping for more. I won't hurt him by creating unrealistic expectations and a relationship between us that is doomed to fail. Yes, he's damn hot, and fucking amazing, but he isn't mine. That’s the end of it.

I look down at my hands and say " i thought you were another crawl dream, I've been having them alot lately " "I know, I've been having them too" "You have" "Yes i can still see most things in your head, even your dreams now" I kiss Luke and it soon turns into a hot and steamy kiss and with no other thoughts in my mind i allow my fangs to retract and lick and kiss Lukes neck before finally sinking my teeth into him and finally marking him and making the claim i always wanted and feeling the bliss of his love and devotion to me and for the first time ever i truly felt whole.

That’s probably what was going through his mind. But I wasn’t his Luna, I knew the kind of girl who belonged here; perfectly selfless, virtuous, willing to die for love. And that wasn’t me. I knew exactly who I was, a lazy, loud-mouthed failure who honestly wasn't very smart, but I had survival mode hardwired into my DNA, and I would write my own heartbeat rather than let a book decide it for me. As Alpha Rowan held my hands in his, it suddenly occurred to me how we could very easily be spotted, and all the bad things that could happen if Alpha Kieran, my mate, were to somehow walk past and find me here.

She said with a sheepish smile. "I wouldn't say that. You seriously don't see yourself the way I, no, we do." He reaches out for her hand, "I'm not quite happy with myself... just yet. If we got together, believe me, I'd be the happiest guy in the world. But it won't take long until I start.." He pauses, slowly raising her hand, guiding it to his cheek. "Someday, I'm gonna spiral down and drag you along with me and I don't- I don't want that, Aster." He leans into her hand and closes his eyes. "I'm gonna tell you when I'm ready, okay?"

“But we can’t cross that bridge until we get to it.” I sighed, knowing he was right; we couldn’t foretell the future. But yet again, that suffocating feeling had returned tonight. Just when I was feeling more comfortable with my identity as the Silver Star. I loved it and hated it at the same time. On one hand it was amazing, but on the other… Not so much. Sensing my worry, Edwin pressed a warm kiss to my forehead before stepping away. “Wait here,” he said. “I’ll be back.”

I keep on typing, switching the names in my chapter. 'I wish he didn't have to leave and I hate that I wonder what would've happened if no one came in.' I bit my lip as I stare at my screen. My thighs press on each other. My pussy pooled. Killian's hands were in there today. Forgive me father for my mind is starting to get dirty again. And if it does, I fear that I won't hold back. I fear that I'll submit and be selfish. I so desperately want to be selfish.

“I’m sorry, Empress, for sending my people after you while you were on the ship. I was the one who hired the Mollukais to abduct you and return you to your planet—which wasn’t even the original plan. Safiye ordered me to take you to a slave planet. I never expected their leader to become interested in you and demand you from me. He wouldn’t even accept the payment I offered—because what he wanted was you.” “Yeah, the leader wanted me to be his wife,” I replied, and my mates growled. “Was all of that Safiye’s doing?” I asked. He nodded. “I met Vestaria when she was just a starting warrior in the Imperial Palace. Just one look, and I knew she was my soulmate. But Safiye found out—and from the

“No. Nope. Not doing this. Not masturbating to the thought of four emotionally unavailable disasters who treat me like a limited-edition chew toy. I have self-respect.” Blue snorted so hard the pillows caught fire. I sat up, glaring at her. “You’re literally no help.” She yawned, showing off rows of brand-new fangs that could probably bite through steel, then rolled over and started snoring. Traitor. I fell back again, arm over my eyes. Tomorrow I was going to prove I didn’t need them, tomorrow I was going to walk into that forest and come out with something’s head on a pike. Tonight?