I know the title is cliche but just hear me out. You were a normal girl, living a normal life, with semi normal friends. You were raised on Star Wars and absolutly love it. But when some freaky stuff happens and you and your friends are IN Star Wars, you find yourself on an adventure with none other than Kylo Ren. But what happens when you fall for the Dark Sith? And worse, will Snoke stand for it? I wanted to write this because I love Star Wars and kylo is cute. If you don't like it, don't read. Undergoing editing, look for the EDITED sign.

The cover was made by @LittlexLauren a big thanks to them for that Before I start if you say you weren't attracted to him you lie. I mean come on we were all attracted to him in some aspect. "Are you stupid?" General Leia asked you appaled at you volunteering to lead the rebel mission. "I can do this!" You shouted. You were a sort of Apprentice to the general. Your parents were killed along with the rest of your village, you had no clue why anyone would kill them hell you didn't even know your parents you were no more than a month old when they were killed. The resistance searched the wreckage of your village and found you hidden in a crate, Leia has been a sort of mother to you since. I have been wanting to write an X Reader for ages and I just saw the force awakens (writing this like the day it came out) so I thought "hey he's hot and evil so why not" (I like villains okay!don't judge me!) Btw like my other books there shall be no smut *booing from the distance*

Omi Kenobi is Luke's first padawan. She has much to learn. After her adoptive father Obi Wan Kenobi was killed by Darth Vador; she is heart broken. The only family she has ever known is gone. Luke Skywalker has made a decision that will benefit him and the rest of the resistance. He has taken in a padawan.

Rose faces a hard choice of being turned in or being turned into a vampire. What will she choose? Will she meet a handsome stranger on the way? You'll have to see.

[××highest ranking: 35 in romance××] (**BEING REDONE**) Very cliche story about a good girl and a bad boy in a small town. Haven Quartz is known to be the good girl around town that you can always trust to be in the library reading or in her room studying. She keeps to herself, her parents are extremely protective and wouldn't want their little angel around any bad influences. Damon Century is known to be the bad boy that you keep your kid away from at all costs. He's the cliché leather jacket wearing, motorcycle riding, boy that has nearly slept with every girl in their school. With that winning smirk he thinks any girl will just fall to their knees. Although his family is nice and loving, every person is their own.

Starts right after Tris chooses her job. She is now a Tattoo artist and initiation instructor along with Tobias. Her and Tobias go through many ups and downs. Can their love keep them together? (Divergent No-War)

Tris is the new girl and Four is the schools bad boy. He's probably slept with every girl at Divergent High, she's a virgin good-girl. She's never been in a relationship, or even wanted to be in one. When Four and Tris meet...they hate each other. He hates her, she hates him. Its that simple. But something happens.

Tris finally becomes a member of Dauntless and gets a job. She Loves her life and Tobias. Nothing couldn't be any better. Or could it? DISCLAIMER All rights go to Veronica Roth, author of Divergent

Three words can change everything. Who knew that three words in the right combination could bring such joy, and yet such sorrow when combined differently. This is a story of Tris and Tobias if they had met outside of Divergent. Characters belong to Veronica Roth.

Tris has just finished her initiation. She's having a hard time getting used to all the dauntless. But mostly, having a hard time in her new relationship. She has her fears. And not just THAT one. Of losing Tobias. Of him; of the fact that he has complete control of her feelings. She's falling hard... And so is he. He has his insecurities. However, how does he react to those insecurities with other people? Rage.