Zabrak Jedi Novels & Stories

"He's dating my friend Quincy here." "Dating?" the girl asks, looking me up and down like she's sizing me up. The condescending tone isn't lost on me. "Since when does Daniel Zavaro 'date.' He fucks and runs, just so you know." I raise my eyebrows at Geni, who is visibly trying to retract her claws. I would be offended by this girl's very obvious attitude, but I'm too interested to see what Geni is about to do. She is normally pretty chill and lets things roll off her back, but the one thing she can't stand is people trying to intimidate her friends.

DRAKE'S POV ****************** As I listened to Zara recount the traumatic experiences of her past, I struggled to keep my emotions in check. Despite the unimaginable horrors she had endured, it was clear to me that she was a strong and resilient person. The thought of her brother, the one who had inflicted so much pain upon her, filled me with a burning desire for revenge. But I knew that now was not the time to act on those feelings. As an alpha myself, I was well aware of the dangers of pack wars and knew that I needed to be strategic in my actions to avoid causing further harm. Thankfully, Zara was able to calm me down even though I almost got carried away by her touch but was able to re

Inside the entire Blackthorne Bloodmoon Citadel, Jabari’s wild little spirit carries zero fear of any guardian, save for the Supreme King himself. The boy is famous across the Silverclaw Quarter for being a total mischievous nightmare to the pack elders. However, his claws don't dare play a single game when Idris’s massive frame is looming over his head. Standing right in front of his father's boots, Jabari crosses his bare feet back and forth, his face looking totally confused and restless. "Daddy, the moon is already high in the sky. Is there a critical pack reason why your boots are tracking my room tonight?"

Gideon ducked as a body was thrown over the dining table, shattering it into splinters. Despite his rage, Jude was no match for Zarek’s controlled brutality, why? Because Jude was old and weak now. Plus, Zarek was not fighting like a wolf desperate for dominance. He fought like a king claiming a throne. He definitely wasn’t here to beg. With a brutal snarl, Zarek slammed Jude to the ground, pinning him by the throat. Jude snapped and struggled, but Zarek leaned down, lips pulled back in a feral grin.

Drake grumbles. Neither of us is a morning person. It is Monday and the first day of school after the week-long break. We may not have gone anywhere fun, but we did learn a lot over the break. I know dad and Travian are looking into this Jyquardini guy. He seems to be more of a threat than Drazian. Drazian is just an asshole, whereas this Jyquardini is apparently very dangerous. It really doesn’t matter. Neither of these fuckers is touching my little jewel.

As the leg took another step an entire body came into view. “Beautiful.” Christopher mumbled. “What the fuck?” Brock grumbled releasing his grip on Christopher who crumpled to the floor while ripping the sword from his back. "What and who the fuck are you!?" "My oh my.... It's been some time since anyone had the audacity to address me in such a manner." Brisia declared turning her cold black eyes on Brock. "I don't care what worm you have backing you Brock Telendale... But I'm the last being you wish to cross with your history."

" Shieena's heart pounded with conflicting emotions. All those years of suffering and hatred, and now this dwarf has turned everything upside down. Sensing Shieena’s struggle, Nioob paused to give her time to process the news. Then she continued: “Shieena, please understand something. It will all be in vain if your people continue to attack us. I will send Ia with you to act as our ambassador to Zanestor. But you are the one who must convince your tribal leaders to stop the attacks and start negotiations. I know this is more than you expected and you probably don’t think it’s your place to tell them what to do, but you’re all I have. And I believe in you. No other goblin can do what needs to

The three combatants weaved through the dark alleyways, their movements a dance of violence and skill. As the battle raged on, Lucius and Rey found themselves exchanging glances, silently communicating their strategy. They knew that defeating Jade would require a combined effort, utilizing their strengths in harmony. Lucius lunged forward, engaging Jade in close combat, his claws gleaming in the moonlight. Rey seized the opportunity, maneuvering swiftly to flank their opponent. With a surge of determination, she unleashed a powerful strike aimed at Jade's exposed side. But Jade was quick to react, evading the blow and countering with a blast of dark energy. Rey was sent flying backward, cras

We’ve done this song and dance many times before, and this is just to keep the edge honed until next week. Jaric stands across me, bamboo staves gripped firmly, ready to strike, a smile on his face. I return the smile as I ready my own pair of staves from where they were mounted on my waist. The coach raises his hands, calls out if the two of us are ready… …and he brings his hand down. Showtime. *** “Holy shit,” Jaric told me at lunch. “Where the fuck did you pull those tricks out of?” “Been keeping them for North Point. Palpatine will be a tough nut to crack.”

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