Star Wars Si Fanfic Novels & Stories

“Darius promised me a place. Power. A future where I wasn’t… left behind. But I never gave him Sienna. I stalled. Fed him half-truths. Tonight… I think he got impatient.” The baby kicks again, harder, like he knows adults are stupid. Sienna’s resolve hardens through our bond—she’s not the bookish professor who walked into The Den anymore. She’s Luna. The Bridge. Carrying my kid. I kiss Sienna’s temple, tasting sweat and blood and my mate. “Lock the lodge down,” I tell Maddox and Ryker. “Double panic room security. And Elara…” My voice drops to a growl. “You promise you will help us when I catch you for the first time. Now you leave me no choice, Elara. I won’t defend you anymore.”

She waves the folder in his face, shaking it for emphasis. “You’re right,” Stark says, voice low and level, his eyes gleaming with something cold and manipulative. “And neither do you, I suppose. You don’t need anyone or anything, do you? Not me, not your brothers or sister. But let me tell you something, Sienna—you’re in over your head. Just like your mother was.”

“So how did he find The Phantom Menace then?” “Well. He did not quite burn George Lucas in effigy. But from that day forth, his life was ruled by two great passions.” She laughed. Then winced. Then remembered why she’d suggested Star Wars in the first place. “Aiden. You do know there’s, like, new new Star Wars, right? And it doesn’t suck.” “Really?” “Yep. Nobody says anything about midi-chlorians. And no trade routes are even remotely in dispute.” “That does sound rather more like the Star Wars my father enjoyed.”

His name ignites fear, his cold gaze is a command. Sierra turned away from him, when he lifted his intense gaze and looked directly at her. 'How did my life turn like this?' she thought sadly. "Si, what are you thinking? Come on, let's go and dance" Claire, her best friend who is oblivious to everything pulled Sierra to the dance floor. On the dance floor, a few men approached Sierra for a dance. But she refused. One of them insisted, only to be pulled away from her roughly by Xavier's assistant and best friend.

#HAREM_OF_LUST 🍓🔞 #Chapter__19 🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍 🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍 🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍 🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍 🐍🐍🐍 🐍🐍 🐍 #JASMINE Making love with Sadiq in the middle of that Sandstorm was going to be a moment I'll never forget.. That moment we had solidified our relationship.. We were obsessed and so in love with one another after that..

San quickly pinned me against the wall while she herself leaped over my tall frame and climbed over me so that her legs were firmly wound around my torso with her hands wrapped around my neck and surprisingly, my hands were on her ass. Yeah ! That’s right. I was pressing San closer to me. I love my mate afterall, ok ? So stop judging me. “I missed you so much, mate,” Sierra purred in my hold while nuzzling herself so adorably in my neck. “Please forgive me and San ? We want you back so bad, mate. We will never ever take advantage of you,” she cutely said making me chuckle lightly and pull her out of my neck. “I know baby. I was being an ass like always too. How can someone stay away from suc

Brother and sister, both dating their best friends? “It was the seed and the flower, right? It was too much?” Sierra asked. I shook my head, “no, I liked that. Sorry. I keep thinking this is a dream. And it’s really confusing and I don’t know how to talk to you. I either start rambling or I shut down.” “Don’t apologize. How about you talk to me like you would in your letters or talk to me like I am Leia?” I smiled, “I don’t want to kiss Leia.”

Sierra pondered as she sipped her beer. “Well, Fred said he has someone on his mind; something about being a student from a successful war strategist.” “Oh,” Sierra nodded, “Then leave it to him. He might be old, but he definitely knows his things. The Sivans always has secrets.” After that, Xion decided to drop this war topic and he talked with her about trivial things. He was able to pull some smiles from the woman, and he proud of himself. “It’s weird,” Sierra suddenly said, as if she remembered a fact.

And I would be buried in the memory of that. It was a stormy night, and the air was cold. I was just coming back home after a trip to my parent's pack. I was excited to tell Sienna about my time in the pack. After three years, Sienna Frost, the warrior gamma, had become my best friend. She was the sister I had always hoped I had.

I don’t mind Lucas passing the task to my stepbrother; I just hope one of them can find this man. “I also want the freedom to move through the pack without having to worry about being harassed or followed,” I state, moving my gaze back to Lucas before I glance at the warriors several feet away. Bright blue eyes follow mine, but before he can answer, Sierra huffs in annoyance from my side like a petulant child and pushes forward. She points at the warriors who are acting more like my guards than a warrior. “You just keep wanting more, don’t you?” The way Sierra hisses her question lets me know she’s not really talking about the warriors. Her engagement ring glints in the light, and it’s clear