Star Wars Unleashed 3 Novels & Stories

Melanie stepped out from behind Henry, her face a picture of innocence, yet her smile was anything but. "Selena, this is the maternity ward. How could you just 'pass by'? You're here for Henry, aren't you?" Henry's eyes, complicated and heavy, landed on me, his voice filled with resignation, "Selena, there's no need for this. I told you that we're getting remarried on the first of next month." I stayed quiet, hiding behind Wren, not ready to reveal the truth. Melanie's eyes flashed with anger, and suddenly she clutched her stomach while exclaiming, "My stomach... Is the baby coming?!"

“Lilly.” I blinked, tearing my eyes from the shimmer. He was watching me, expression unreadable. “You good?” “Yeah.” I forced a nod. “Just… saying goodbye.” His gaze lingered a second longer than it should have, something like suspicion,or maybe concern flickering behind it. Then he looked away. “Let’s move.” We slipped through the gate, stepping back into the wasteland. The road stretched before us, cracked and gray, with the distant outline of Chicago’s ruins clawing at the red tinged horizon.

On our wedding night, my wife, who almost never drank, got wasted because she was supposedly too happy. Just when I didn't know what to do, my best friend sent me a long message explaining how to take care of her. I blushed, but I still followed his instructions and soothed her the way he described. Natalie, who had been making a scene, miraculously quieted down. But just as I was about to call my friend and thank him, Natalie suddenly hugged me from behind. Heartbroken, she whispered, "Ashton Hawke, you're the one I wanted to marry." As she said it, the tattoo near her heart slipped into view: a hawk with its wings spread wide. My mind went blank. Ashton Hawke was my best friend of

I heard the familiar voice of Gonzalo ring from behind me. Natasha jumps on my body, clutching her hands to my chest, as I try to shield her face from meeting his own. “Am I missing something here, Raul? If not, why is the first daughter of the house of Miklaus in the company of the rebel leader?” The bass of his voice rose as his eyes glowed angrily at us. The clouds crackled lightly, and soon the sky started to tear up.

" The third man asked, he looked like he was in charge of the other, they seemed to carry out his orders. "Well firstly, you gave yourself out by saying you had a group. Only rebel members have groups. Secondly, you pulled us over and you've identified the Delta with ease, you called this area your territory, and lastly," I point at the man behind me. "His name is 27. It means he's from an orphanage and I was willing to bet it trained rebels like mine." "We aren't rebels." 27 says rather harshly, pushing me forward with the end of his gun. "If you are a rebel, what are they doing with a high-ranking member of the Order?"

Gael, Hakeem, and I had passed out after four hours of non-stop mating. I was sandwiched between my two men, my head resting on Hakeem’s chest and Gael’s leg and arm thrown over both of us as he snuggled into my back. I felt as if I had just fallen asleep when flashes and fragments of dreams began to play through my mind. They were disjointed, speeding through my mind almost too fast to catch. There is Charlie holding two pups in her arms, the pack being attacked on the western front, Arya fallen to her knees sobbing in the middle of a battlefield, funeral pyres, me looking down at my pregnant stomach with Gael and Hakeem smiling down at me, whoops of victory and wails of defeat. As the

Then she covered her face with her pillow. “This is going to be a disaster.” Across the hallway, Nate stared at his phone. In another apartment, Ilyas did the same. Three people. Three hearts. And three different secrets. But secrets rarely stay secret forever.

Thank you so much for reading thus far! Dorin and the rest of the gang will be back in Phasma Phase 5 :D . The faces in the dark have all been unmasked, and the secretive Erian aka Elazar Ravante the Silver Tongue has gone to gods know where. Dorin, on the other hand, is much too busy having fun in the university to bother about such things. After all, there's so much he wants to learrn, even when he gets stuck inside the walled city during summer while his friends go home to visit their families.

Jax orders with fear in his very own eyes and tries to push me towards my cousin. My hands grasp tighter onto him. There’s no way I am leaving him. My place is at his side, and with my people, my pack. What kind of Luna would I be if I left them behind to save myself? “There’s no where we can bring her. Everything is closed off,” Tristan replies shook up. “We need to find a way to stop her.”

Steve unleashed a savage howl, storming forward with a fury that rattled the branches, his squad flowing as a single, lethal force. I glanced over at the young healer, her eyes huge, skin drained of color. “This won’t drag on,” I assured her, cracking a grin, my faith in Steve and his group rock solid. They operated like a finely tuned engine, every hit precise and drilled, cutting down the rogues’ frantic, sloppy counters. Even Sarah pitched in, hollering, “Wait… now hit!” like some drill sergeant, overseeing the clash with laser focus. We both chuckled at her spot-on timing, the pressure easing just for a moment. “You’d be one hell of a fighter,” I ribbed her, giving a nudge, my words ligh