Star Wars The Clone Wars Jedi Master Novels & Stories

The two persons in front of her received their marks and when it came to her turn, the scent filled her nose. She felt shivers run down her spine. She moved to stand in front of Master. Leader of the Conquerors, Master was an enigma. His name was hidden and he didn't often make an act of presence. Except for today. When he looked down at her, he saw brown pupils staring back at him. They were shining in the dim light of the podium, glowing in the dark. He drove in them, searching for darkness. That's when he saw red and blood. Trauma.

Same as how Rion actually didn't need to eat to keep on living, but it just felt nice to taste and eat a meal. "Master Rexa," Rion greeted the old man. "It is indeed nice to see a legendary person like you here." Master Rexa laughed out loud. "What legendary? Are you trying to mock me right now? I'm just an old man with a back problem. What legendary are you talking about? Hah... you just want to sweet-talk me right now, didn't you? Quit it already! I'm just an old man." Master Rexa was a sword master from Frozen Lotus Pavilion. He was a senior sword master, well-known for his skill and vast experience. Even famous masters like those from Liebu Moluntain had high respect for him. He was trul

Again the room erupted, but this time with disapproval. "Do not be dismayed," he instructed them and again gained their attention, "his highness has also granted me for my personal protection and the protection of my bride," here he smiled down at Sylvia, "my full regiment if they are of the disposition, and Captain Emmett has requested to join forces with us. All of you know that the assassin known as Retribution has long pursued me. This pursuit continues still. What you do not know is that I have hired Revenge, her mentor, to train any of us that are willing as well as Sylvia and Mora if they will agree to it to fend off this deadly enemy."

A month later, on a quiet weekend, I went down to the café beneath our office to relax. After ordering my coffee, I was surprised to see Jason serving it. He clearly recognized me. His hands trembled slightly, the coffee cups clinking on the tray. "Your… your Americano," he said, head lowered, avoiding eye contact. I accepted the coffee calmly. "How long have you been working here?" I asked. He forced a faint smile. "Three months. After Stellar Tech went under, I was buried in debt… I had to start from the bottom." I nodded, neither mocking nor pitying him.

And standing near the far end of the corridor… Was Master Damian. Even at a distance, he commanded attention effortlessly. Tall and muscular, he wore fitted black slacks and an open-collared charcoal shirt rolled to his forearms. His dark curly hair framed a striking face made even more arresting by piercing blue eyes that seemed capable of seeing directly through people. Tattoos disappeared beneath his sleeves while a silver watch gleamed against one wrist. He spoke quietly with two staff members holding fresh linens and supply trays, his posture relaxed but authoritative.

Winter P.O.V: Since rejoining the pack a couple of days ago, I feel an overwhelming sense of relief; I was at a loss previously. True to his word, Castro had the warriors round up the dead rogues, stack them in a pile. I transformed into Marceline and, together, we set them ablaze, watching them turn to ashes. It's impossible for me to say I don't feel sorry for Cairo, knowing there's a broken man inside. Cairo's breakdown led to him succumbing to madness, ultimately causing his own descent into insanity.

These where our leaders, there was no need to further spur them on. "You brat. Have you no respect? You think you can talk to him this way? Nothing bunch of disobedient-" Master cut him off with a shift of the hood. The Henchman quieted down, but you could still tell he was angry with the way he trembled. I knew I crossed the line, but I wasn't sorry for my actions. War would not wait for his reply.

" She asked turning to face them. "Jadis!" Aleister exclaimed. "How are you Aleister," Jadis laughed. "I should have known it was you," "What did you think,that I would stay quite after the death of my grandmother?" "If you're a dark witch then how did you disguise to be a white witch for so long?" "You know what a rhetorical question is dark lord?" "You cannot win Jadis!" Vador said calmly. "But I'm going to. How are you still so calm, I will destroy you and take over the empires!"

She came out of her trance as she let out a breath which she didn't know she was holding, she said, "I-I 'm sorry. Let's start our tour." Amused by her sudden reaction, the white-haired only chuckled while the other one stood there with a boring face. He said, "Sure, ladies first miss Gabriel." She nodded at his response and the girl turned with her cheeks red and her body drained and she stepped out of the room along with two boys. She said, "Let's start our tour, master..." "Noah it is for me and he's Kaal." The white hair pointed to the black one. She nodded and think its a wired name, but why would she be bothered. She said, "Then let's start, Master Noah and Master Kaal."

"Just bare with Master Eugene, in the meantime. He is quite grumpy at times, but he is not always like that. He is really a nice man, believe me." Jorah said in his master defense while he tried his best to move the burnt casserole over the gas range towards the empty countertop. The casserole was almost as big as the size of the cat's body itself so the other party was having a hard time carrying it. Seeing this, Abby came to his rescue.