This Is How Liberty Dies Star Wars Novels & Stories

Legend says that when fated mates die, they find each other even in the afterlife, blessed to spend the rest of eternity in each other’s blissful embrace on the star planes. I don’t know if the stories are true or not, but I know the darkness exists, and if that is real, then the star planes must be too. And that is where I want to go when I die, running across the star planes with Jericho by my side. While I sip on the favourite juice, I watch as Brent and Jericho undo Easton, turn him on his stomach and bind his arms behind his back. They force a potion down his gullet, then gag him.

“Please, I can’t be killed like this. Alpha, he cheated on me. I can’t think straight. I just want to see my babies. Please, I just want to see my children again.” “You should have thought of your children when you planted a bomb to kill my child,” Zachary tells her. Zachary throws her into the flames, her screams of pain filling the air to be replaced with her coughing. Layla is whimpering but looks at Sebastian dead in the eye. “You don’t deserve to be happy after all the death and destruction you caused,” Layla sees where Lucius is laying and almost jumps next to him. She coughs before dying. Lastly, there is Kent.

Elara cried out, tears streaming down her face. But her pleas fell on deaf ears. With a signal from Lucas, the lever was pulled, and the floor beneath Elara gave way. She felt a moment of weightlessness before the noose tightened, cutting off her breath and ending her life. The pack members watched in silence as Elara's lifeless body swung from the gallows. It was a brutal reminder of Lucas's power and the consequences of betraying him. No one dared to challenge him, for they knew that his wrath was swift and merciless.

She faded slowly with her voice carrying “I’m sorry I wasn’t able to protect you.” Crawling to Elijah's body with my last strength. I held his arms in mine. Darkness closed in, the world fading with each shallow breath and drawing of my life. My entire life flasjed before me in slow morning. Looking up one last time I saw it, a silver feather floating from the sky. Then there was nothing. LESSON TWO: From the day I die. Happy ever adters don't exist. At least not for me.

, " You're wrong; I desperately want freedom; my soul indeed feels lost, but it's still drowning in an endless pit of hell. What I want, is to be free " " And how do you think you can be free when you reek of anger, when your voice carries a heavy weight of pain? How do you think you can be free when your actions scream for revenge? If you think dying sets you free, then you might have just deceived yourself a big time". " What's the best freedom if not death?", " The best freedom is here," Libby places her palm on her chest, " even the dead ain't free if this place still feels heavy. "

“Tell your squad I expect them to leave a five star review to counteract the trolls.” Miles, from the back, calls out, “Already done.” Liberty grins, real, bright. For one second she looks like herself again. When the door is locked and the lights are dimmed, Liberty leans against the counter and closes her eyes. “I didn’t close,” she whispers, like she’s surprised she survived her own courage. “You didn’t,” I say softly. “You held the line.” Rowan touches Liberty’s shoulder briefly, quiet solidarity then begins stacking chairs without being asked.

But the cost was visible on every face in the war room. Luna collapsed the moment she released the long-distance shields. I caught her, holding my daughter as she shook with exhaustion and relief. "Did we win?" she whispered. "We won, baby. Your shields saved them." "How many died?" "On our side? Nineteen across all four battlefields. On theirs, seventy-two." I held her tighter. "You saved hundreds, Luna." "But nineteen still died. Nineteen people who won't go home tonight." She was crying now, quiet tears of grief and exhaustion. "When does it stop hurting? When do I stop counting the dead?"

He finally manages to pry her hands off him…catching her body before it falls to the ground. The mate bond was becoming cold; her wolf was dying. “She’s sacrificing her wolf for the human side.” My wolf cries in my mind, he won’t recover from the death of her wolf. “Libby…” My mate lays on the cold ground, and I am unable to help her, unable to comfort her. Unable to break through this fucking forcefield. My soul was dying with her wolf, I can feel it… A pop sound erupts around us, a puff of smoke followed by a burning smell as Anwir enters into

On another note, she didn't want him to touch her, as she was still struggling with putting her feelings to sleep, magically. He chuckled out at her angry expressions, like it was nothing serious. “ In our world, only Death is true Freedom. ” He deadpanned, as he stopped laughing and his expressions turned serious. “ Even if you hide far - far away, you will be found out and brought right back here so if you want freedom... ” He stepped back and Ana released the breath she was holding inside. Death was freedom for him? Ana wanted to hit him, but she hated that she was still unable to do it.

she said unapologetically. “You deserve to get your own ending as well, you can go and meet mother, we promised to bring you before her first” Lucas replied coldly and detached. Before anyone could react, he dipped his claw into her chest, tearing her heart out. Iris' eyes widened before she fell to the floor and died. Lucas stared at the heart in his hand which was slowly losing its rhythm. He let it drop before another tear slipped through his eyes. He stared at the sky with a loud outcry. He slowly fell but was caught by Viktor who sighed.