The Force Unleashed 3 Novels & Stories

“Wha-what happened to them?” I could hear the pride in the driver’s voice. “That’s Alpha’s power, Luna, he can kill a large number of enemies without even needing to touch them.” I heaved a sigh of relief, but it must have been too soon because another wave of people rushed out from the trees. These ones were dressed in grey and had even better coordination than the first batch. Draven fought them off but more just kept coming as if they couldn’t wait to die. Suddenly I stilled and held my breath as I noticed dark grey, almond shaped eyes staring at me. A very large black wolf stood just outside my car door, unmoving.

"They had their chance last season and nearly depleted the deer population. They can hunt their own lands." "They won't be happy about that." "I don't care if they're happy. I care that they respect our boundaries." I signed off on three documents without looking up. "What else?" "The new recruits completed their first evaluation. Fifteen passed, three failed." "Send the three back for remedial training. If they fail again, they're out." "Yes, Alpha." Marcus hesitated, and I looked up sharply. "What?" "There's been... talk. In the omega quarters."

Melanie's eyes flashed with anger, and suddenly she clutched her stomach while exclaiming, "My stomach... Is the baby coming?!" Henry's face twisted in sudden panic, and he swept Melanie into his arms, bolting for the door. As he rushed by, Melanie's hand shot out, gripping my arm with a fierce tug. I stumbled, crashing to the ground as Wren's gasp echoed in my ears. Pain washed over me, turning my face ghostly pale. Wren, shaking, lifted me up, her voice breaking as she called for a doctor. Through the blur, I caught Henry hesitating for a split second, but then, he was gone, not once looking back.

This was hand to hand, raw and physical, and even through the fear gripping my chest I could see how extraordinary all three of them were. Vaelin fought with that explosive ferocious energy that was so entirely him, relentless and unpredictable, switching directions and tactics faster than seemed possible. Soren fought with precision and patience, finding openings and exploiting them with quiet clinical efficiency. And Thorian fought the way Thorian did everything, with absolute controlled power and an economy of movement that made everything he did look inevitable.

" What the fuck are you doing in South Africa?" " Vengeance ." " I thought we were done ?" " My sister got hurt . My loyalty has always been with your mother until I found out you were not his son. " " You still answer to me." " I answer to your father . Not you. You fired Nicolai." " What are you doing with my wife's phone . " " Wouldn't you want to know ." " Don't you dare play games with me I am not in any mood . If you do anything to Cleo I will shoot you. "

James said as he made his way to a hay bale to take a seat. “Wait who’s having a baby?” Frank finally hit full panic mode by the words coming out of James’ mouth. “First off Frank you are so oblivious to what is right in front of you it worries me that I left you to protect my daughter.” Lilly said and heard James grunt with agreement. “Secondly you’re only in here because I need the power of the three.” “No.” Frank said instantly and attempted to walk out before Ivan grabbed his shirt and pulled him back down. “Dude I swore never to use that power again we almost died, not to mention killed your mom.”

With Miguel's return to the room, the two could come across two guys standing at his door, one with brown hair in a well-aligned haircut, a shaved beard and standing with his hands in his pockets while the other was talking super excitedly, gesturing a lot. This one had dark blond hair combed back. As Miguel approached the duo, he put his hand on Catherine's shoulder, making her look at him a little scared at first. His hand was warm, and he had to take a step to his side, which made her smell his wonderful scent. It was Miguel's perfume, with a woody odor that matched perfectly with his lumberjack style. The trance in her mind was broken when she heard him introduce her.

Chris and Hendrick spread their arms, concentrating on the door. Slowly, a forcefield entwined with silvery blue and serene blue emerged, enveloping the edges of the door. Once the door was fully sealed within their forcefield, they slammed their palms together. A sharp clap rang out, instantly swallowed by the explosive boom of the door being blasted open. Night Wing, Night Rider, and Night Blade didn’t waste a second; they propelled themselves toward the centre. Even before they reached the centre, they felt an overwhelming suction force pulling at them… but the moment it neared them, the force ricocheted away from their capes.

She felt the force’s energy resisting her, but she pushed harder, channeling everything into disrupting its core. “Almost there!” she shouted, her voice strained. “Just a little more!” The force let out a deafening roar as Emma’s energy pierced its core. The tendrils faltered, their movements erratic, and the figure began to dissolve, its form unraveling into fragments of shadow and light. “This isn’t over!” it hissed, its voice fading. “You cannot save what was meant to die.” With a final surge of light, the force shattered, its energy dissipating into the void. The group stood in stunned silence, the air around them still and heavy.

Just then, his assistant Marcus Carpenter's phone call suddenly came in. Sebastian grabbed it like a lifeline, answering urgently, "Did you find Mia?" Marcus was silent for a moment before speaking in a trembling voice, "Mr. Sterling, I found Ms. Shaw, but..." "But what?" Sebastian's heart rate accelerated, and he felt inexplicably uneasy. Marcus took a deep breath, gathered his courage, and revealed the cruel truth. "I just checked the flight’s information. Ms. Shaw boarded a plane heading overseas, but that plane... just crashed."