Star Wars Self Insert Jedi Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The truth is that I fainted because of Leia’s pain after rejection. . #TBC

” Don’t flatter yourself” I scoff, smiling. ” You don’t think I’ll make a pretty star like that one over there” he points out a small one in a small orbital space with no star close to it like the others, it was isolated but still glowing. “That’s you,” Jaden emphasizes. The lonely part was true, but I was in no way pretty I look away as the ache in my chest overwhelms me I’ll never be pretty always be a pathetic slave. I start to leave his arms but he doesn’t let me pull me back and hold him tighter.

I didn’t feel like a true mate, a real male allowing this to happen to her. I strolled through the backyard a little too cocky, too arrogant. I really wished I had a damn bullet proof vest. The other burning fear I had within me was that Javier would hurt her to spite me. I had an insurance plan in the works for that. I just prayed it got here on time. “All your friends are tied up, send Leia out,” I yelled.

Kai – POV Waking up next to Leia was an indescribable sensation. My heart was buoyed by her presence and a recent encounter in the soul realm with my late father. He had given me sage advice: cherish every moment with Leia and always be there for Xavier. My bond with both Leia and Xavier was irreplaceable. As these thoughts swirled, I gently caressed Leia's cheek. She opened her sleepy eyes, and our lips met in a brief, tender kiss.

I just didn’t know how much words like that would mean to me. Jena comes out complete with the black warrior training uniform I put in there for her and I head in for my turn. I keep it quick, not wanting Jena to be alone with anyone yet. I don’t know how she feels about this place or my team and friends and I don’t want her to have to go down to the chaos of the cantina alone.

Frankly, I’m afraid that when I do… I might never want to come out. I feel the heat of his hand getting closer and closer to my wetness. The closeness is unbelievable, like I could barely fathom the fact that I, Leia Steele, once a slave to the Dark Alpha, was now underneath a tree with him, and he was seconds from pleasuring me. I could tell myself this is all just dream again, but I know this time that I would be lying because this is as real as real could get. There’s no escaping it this time.

Wake up. Was all she could think. The figure of Jedd looked from her body on the bed to her standing there frozen in terror. He smiled at her and held one of his fingers up. His nail looked more like a claw and he slipped it under a couple of her stitches and yanked. Jess felt it as if he had done it to her in real life and not her sleeping dream body. The thing holding onto her let go but she was unable to move. It crawled on top of the bed and merged with Jedd. It stood up and walked over to her wiping a tear from her cheek.

“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.”

“Heed my command, do not do any mistake. I’ll be watching you as you both needed to please me in every way. Make your false master proud, do not let anyone knew about your marks. Forget ever coming into my abyss and meeting anyone in this place. I’ll call upon you when the time is right, as I shall name each one of you.” Standing up and for the very first-time floats towards the embodiment that HE never did before, and not even with the holders, nor the shard existence of the originals into this particular book and world. JK’s jealousy escalated and more. Gritting his teeth as he could now taste his own blood from wounding his lower lip. “Tsk!”

Hated how much power he had without even trying. I spat into the sink of the frothy fluid mixed with blood. That's how hard I brushed my tongue. Maybe if I hurt myself, it will erase that unwelcomed feeling. And maybe— “You know you do have to do that to yourself,” Jordan said in a low and steady voice, a loud pop followed. He was laid sprouted on the lower bunk. I caught a glimpse of him toying with a yo-yo while I descended from the up bunk.