In the midst of the First Order's destruction, an Officer decides to reach out to the illusive Kylo Ren. At first hes hesitant, but even Sith Lords need human interaction. Best friends with General Hux's girlfriend, the Reader is a curious geomapping Officer. (Unrelated to my previous Kylo x Reader) (Y/N)= Your name EVENTUAL SMUT AND FRICK FRACK

→ A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away... After the battle on the Starkiller base with resistance supporters Rey and Finn, the commander of the First Order, Kylo Ren, has his wounds he sustained during battle tended to by Luna, a young unsuspecting nurse of the First Order. • set directly after the force awakens • contains spoilers for the force awakens • written before the last jedi was released April 2016 → January 2017 • highest ranking: #18 in fanfiction • #3 in the kylo ren tag → I do not own Star Wars, Lucasfilm or any characters created by the franchise. → However, Luna and any other character not belonging to Lucasfilm are owned and created by me.

You are Boba Fett's granddaughter and like your father and grandfather, you carry on the Fett tradition as the Galaxy's Finest Bounty Hunter. You planned on living a isolated life. Nobody to live for, and nobody to die for. Just you. That is until you took the one job offer that would flip your world upside down. You killed Snoke. Since your alligance lies anywhere but the First Order, Kylo Ren is itching to have you in his posession so he can make you pay for killing his master and hundreds of First Order troops. He won't stop until he has you.

WARNING::: This story has strong R rated language, sexual scenes, and violence. Reader discretion is advised Highest Rank #1 in Star Wars on 12/6/20 *** Summary: "This is a test. You will not fail." I bowed, "Yes my lord." She was neither the First order, nor a Jedi. She was a Sith Lord. She carried a light saber, and wore a mask. She was strong with the Force, and she was the most feared assassin in all of the galaxies. *** Kylo Ren had heard stories, about an assassin whom carried a saber. Who had destroyed villages upon villages of civilians. He wanted him dead. Of course what he didn't know was that HIM was actually a HER. And that was his biggest weakness. *** •You do not have to know anything about Star Wars to read this story, enjoy!•

tendril noun; a slender threadlike appendage of a climbing plant, often growing in a spiral form, that stretches out and twines around any suitable support. Look into the Force, what do you see? Hope. .・゜゜・　F Y I　・゜゜・． ○ COMPLETED! ○ This is a READER INSERT ○ Written in November 2017, before TLJ ○ NSFW topics (18+) ○ #2 in the KyloRen tag (7/25/21) ○ #6 in the StarWars tag (2/13/20) ○ #1 in the BenSolo tag (4/30/20)

"Who's that?", was always asked upon seeing me. As I worked the halls on the random wires behind the panels, there's always a question of my presence, yet most of the time people don't even take notice of me. I probably did have the lowest ranking here.. Radar technician my ass. I don't think the boss even knows I exist, but as long as I'm here, I'm happy. * "There is strong force here, I can sense it...find its origin, it is quite strong and will be useful." "Yes master." * But I mean who would notice me anyways? I'm just a wallflower. Disclaimer: I do not own Kylo Ren or anything other characters or settings from the Star Wars and Disney franchise. Highest Ranking ≫ #4 in Kylo Ren

She was just following orders. [Disclaimer] I do not own Star Wars, or any of its characters. This is merely fanfiction. Star Wars and Kylo Ren are (c) Disney and Lucasfilm. Takes place after the events of TFA.

You can ask me, Matt the Radar Technician (definetly not Kylo Ren) anything you want. All you have to do is ask.

The designer behind the Starkiller base, Pates Laylesa, has become a recluse after the events of The Force Awakens. Now a repairman on the Finalizer, she meets Matt, a new recruit, and the two form an unusual friendship. But Matt isn't everything he claims to be, and the First Order desires that Pates start construction on a new, more destructive weapon.

Blair never dreamed in a million years she would marry, well not for love anyway. It's been two years, two years since she and her husband, Ben, tied the knot. Two years of bliss. But she should have known a little better, good things never last forever...