The diner was quiet ever since you walked in, the bar was manned by a Besalisk man who wore his gut out above the belt. His face showed signs of weariness and the sweat on his brow told you just how much crap he’d gone through in the day alone. Perhaps he’d been struggling for longer, but that wasn’t something that you needed to concern yourself with - the s...
***Landing in Scotland, Wes & Shauna hit the ground running. This chapter will be a bit busy, I’m afraid. I’d planned it differently and it came out to only 2 Lit pages, sooooo... I’ve elected to leave well enough alone as far as the character’s accents, only adding things where I felt it was needed. Oh and somewhere near the end, you get to meet the names...
"There's the hangar," Malik said, peering through his electrobinoculars. "A couple of patrols, nothing too bad. The entrance is still sealed up, so I bet they think nobody can get in that way." "Now we just gotta figure out how to get in unnoticed," Serra muttered. "Sir, I'm back!" Rex said, walking up behind them. "What did you find, Rex?" "Nearby sewer...
He guided his battered-looking but formidable starship into the hanger, landing in the docking bay reserved for his private use, and disembarked. It had good to have some time to himself, but it was time to get back to business. The Eternal Alliance still had much of a galaxy to rebuild, and two hostile powers to keep from each other's throats. Though more e...
Your Name Is Macen Surik, Descendant Of Macen Surik, Jedi Knight and Former Commander Of The Republic Fleet During The Mandalorian Wars, and The Climatic Final Battle At Malachor. After Defeating The Sith Triumvirate, Your Ancestor Started A Family With His Echani Student Brianna and Raised Five Children, Three Sons and Two Daughters. The Surik Bloodline Soo...
Disclaimer: This is non-profit parody/fantasy for legal adults. The author claims no ownership of any copyrighted material. ***** TUSKEN HIDEOUT - TATOOINE - 32 BBY Her captors didn't care that she smelled like a Sith Lord's toilet, assembling by the dozens as she was led into the center of a circular platform and pushed to her knees, her naked brown body...
SWTOR: A Smuggler, Not A Patriot: Prologue: Mechanical Monstrosities Need Love Too. As Do Their Mechanics. Inspired by the new Bioware MMO set in the Star Wars universe. I own none of the characters, obviously. Sulmad patted down the corpse and smiled when he found the last part Celestra needed to repair the generator. He also found a couple of credits...
The bodies of Sandpeople covered the floor of the cave, some dismembered or with limbs missing clearly be lightsaber's, others crushed against the cave walls or with rocks. Sash stood amid the carnage, covered from head to toe in blood, none was hers. She switched of her red bladed lightsaber and turned towards the rear of the cave. Her long dark hair, which...
Your name is John Shan, and you are heir to the highly Distinguished Shan Bloodline, a Lineage of Heroes and Force-Users stretching all the way back to the Mandalorian Wars, which was more than 3,600 years ago. You are fresh out of the Imperial Stormtrooper Academy of Carida, but unlike your fellow Officers you have no Xenophobic Hatred or Views towards Alie...
Authoress's notes: The following story takes place soon after the conclusion of Legacy of the Force. This is the 10th Star Wars story that I have written. Please read and enjoy all of my stories, and vote me a five! Also, please leave me feedback, public or via email. Star Wars: Imperial Prostitute SX-51412 Chapter 2 of 8 Three minutes later, she was stan...