Starwars Fanfic Novels & Stories

“If this is a lie, we’ll burn it down together.” The path wove tighter, its gossamer threads growing warmer, weaving visions of their deepest desires—Kade and Jessica married under a starlit sky, Selene reunited with her lost love, Lucas forgiven by his father, Bryan alive and whole. The nexus’s heartbeat pulsed softly, blending with the star’s hum, a melody that promised forever but felt like a lover’s false vow. The starfield above shimmered, constellations forming hearts and hands, yet a faint shadow slithered through them, like a crack in their trust.

"What the actual fuck…" Kyren let out a wild, stunned laugh, collapsing beside me, his arm draped possessively over my waist, our sweat slicked bodies tangled in the rumpled sheets. "We're… fucking starwoven." I flopped back, trembling from the afterglow, a boneless heap of sated limbs and a racing heart. "I just wanted to cry and scream and maybe throw something. Now I'm bonded to my best friend forever." He grinned, that wicked, boyish curve of his lips that always undid me, pulling me flush against his chest. His heartbeat thrummed steady under my ear, a counterpoint to the chaos we'd unleashed. "Could be worse."

“She shared a few names. She had a whole fucking list. There is one I like, Aeryn, it’s from this show Farscape.” Osiris looked at me like I was fucking makes up words. So I went to the rest of the list. Leia had sent it to me, so I read it off my phone. “Elora is the baby of Willow, in the movie. You know with the fucking little person that becomes a wizard?” Osiris looked like I was talking about fucking rocket science again, doesn’t this guy ever watch a fucking move? “Nope? Okay, next one Allana is actually Leia and Han’s granddaughter in the fucking Star Wars books, you don’t fucking care do you?”

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I turn around and lean back on him as we gaze upon the sky, and I point at the brightest star in the sky tonight. “There! That’s the first star I saw and I thought I’d make a wish…not for me but for all the lycans and werewolves out there. So we might…you know, finally have the next heir.” He laughs. “Damn it, woman, what the hell are you wishing on a star for, then? Were you planning on conceiving the next heir through an immaculate conception?” I blush. “No, silly, of course not, but—”

Her words sounded caring, but every sentence was laced with the implication that Starla was lying. Xavier’s anger flared. He turned to Starla, his voice sharp. “Starla, have I spoiled you too much? You actually dared to lay hands on Wendy again?” Snatching the report from Wendy’s hands, he skimmed through it quickly before glaring at Starla. “What is this? “You were fine before. How could you suddenly have something like this?” Starla clenched her fists and yelled back, “She was the one who invaded my space first! And as for that…”

It simply settles beside the other pressures already present—another piece of evidence that the closer distance Stefan has claimed will not be allowed to exist without opposition. My fingertips find the side of my face one last time in the dark. The residual heat is almost gone, yet the memory of the contact remains exact. He touched me with intention. He stated that the previous distance would not be restored. He has kept me inside the wing and doubled the guards and refused every formal demand for a politically useful queen. The touch was only the first open sign of a decision that continues to unfold in every restriction and every quiet order that follows.

Amidst the celestial blooms, a dance unfolded—a dance that mirrored the eons of cosmic passion, transcending the boundaries of mortal existence. As we twirled in the cosmic waltz, a silent understanding bloomed between us—a shared destiny written in the stars. The interdimensional rift pulsed with the echoes of our connection, casting a radiant glow upon the intertwined threads of love and cosmic destiny. In this astral haven, the readers witnessed a celestial romance unfolding, the ethereal connection between the wanderer and me becoming an integral part of the cosmic tapestry.

She was the adopted daughter of one of the gardeners. "Maia, I have something I want to ask you." He turned to face her, noticing her cheeks flashing red. "Yeah?" "Well, I've really been enjoying the time we spend together." She just looked at him, her eyes watching his every move. "Maia Sween, would you like to be my girlfriend?" He finally asked, holding eye contact. "You can share this room with me and you'll have full range of the castle. I already discussed it with my father and got Mr. Sweens blessing. You are allowed to say no, however, it is completely your choice."

she continued. "S-stella," Chase murmured gently, still speechless. "It's Star, sir!" said a girl who looks exactly like Stella. "Star! Hello, my name is Chase Roan Santi!" Chase recovered fast. He reached out his right hand. Star looked down at the man's palm as if he were afraid to touch it. His smile remained as the blood began to rise to both of his cheeks. "Pleased to meet you, Mr. Chase." -END-