Amra Scythe formerly known as Iretia Emestre, is a Sith Lady and the apprentice of Darth Sidious. She's been working in several missions all in the shadows until now. She's been able to keep her feelings in check and follow Darth Sidious's bidding without any questions but that all changes when she comes across the well-known Jedi Knight Obi-Wan Kenobi. What happens when her feelings get in the way? Will she finally leave the dark side to become a Jedi, and discover the truth behind Sidious's lies? Or will she continue down a road of no return? Rating: Pg-13 "Beg me for mercy, Admit you were toxic. You poisoned me just for, Another dollar in your pocket. Now I am the violence, I am the sickness."

"A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away...sithence" Sithence (adv.): since then, or thereupon I do feel like this is the best word for my descriptive purposes...he was once a child, but sithence grew into a man. He was a jedi knight, but sithence became that of the sith. He was once part of a family, but sithence only saw from a mask. He was once loved, but sithence is dead. His life was that of an endless transition in regards to emotional turmoil: a continual struggle between the light and the dark. And though the dark was far more powerful in entity, a brighter light was looking for the Chosen One. Theodora Lema is just one step on that journey, a step back from his darkened past and one towards the desired light of home. It was a miracle to the ancestry of the man once lost to the night, pressured by the black and stars alike. The others faulted in their attempt to smother all pain and fear, but I remind you: A candle burns brighter in darkness. DISCLAIMER: I do not own any portion of the Star Wars universe. All rights belong to its creators: George Lucas, Disney, and J.J. Abrams. I only own the character of Theodora Lema. I do not own the media I post; they belong to their respective owners.

Obi-Wan Kenobi greatest Jedi of all time. Always followed the code and did what was best for the Jedi Order. But he had a secret. He fell in love. (Obi-Wan x OC) Episodes 2/3 I do not own Star Wars or the characters, only Guinevere and her people.

When Jaia finds herself falling for her best friend Anakin Skywalker, she unexpectedly begins an affair with his former master and her biggest enemy, Obi Wan Kenobi. ~heavy smut~

This story takes place during episode 2 and partly episode 3. It's a Obi Wan x reader story. The reader is an independent girl and a childhood friend of Padmé. She was hired to find the truth about the assassination attempt and meets Obi Wan Kenobi and his Padawan. Slowly her feelings for the Jedi are getting stronger despite the Jedi attachment rule. English is not my first langage and I'm so sorry for the mistakes. I tried my best. Votes and comments are always welcome. Hope you enjoy !

"everything i loved, became everything i lost" [STAR WARS; episode ii-iii] [OBI-WAN KENOBI] WINNER OF BEST OBI-WAN KENOBI FANFIC AND BEET CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT IN THE STAR WARS FANFIC AWARDS 2017 [HIGHEST RANKING: #3 IN OBIWANKENOBI]

❝You have to place your foot here." Obi-wan lowered his soft hands to dip of my hips, firmly directing them while brushing my back with his chest. "Now, you have a balanced form." His hard, wet, breath rolled down the length of my neck like a persistent tide. A shiver ran through me. But his hold did not falter. Not as his fingers gently lingered on the curves of my body where he absently stroked my bare skin. Biting down on the roaring in my head, I bring my arms up to the defensive stance he'd been teaching me for the past half hour, feet sliding in compliance of his instruction. "How is this?" I breathe; completely and utterly distracted by the delicious heat of him behind me. So tempting against the cold ripples of wind that glide past the ocean waves into the tree's behind us. Leaning slightly into his touch, a rather solid mass pokes the curve of my lower back. As lighting strikes the ground, Obi-wan quickly removes his hands from my waist. I hear swift footsteps retreat a healthy distance behind me, leaving my back cold and bare. With furrowed brows, I turn to see him wiping away invisible sand on his cream coloured robes. Obi-wan clears his throat. Unwilling to look me in the eyes he quietly says, "Perfect.❞ ᴏʙɪ-ᴡᴀɴ ᴋᴇɴᴏʙɪ ꜰᴀɴ ꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ #1 obi-wan story (at some point)