Smugglers Stories

One year after the Battle of Exegol, scattered remnants of the First Order threaten to regroup in the Outer Rim. Resistance Agent Volition is dispatched to Batuu, tasked with investigating their growing activity. She is partnered with Rings, a stoic and mysterious mercenary with secrets of his own. With each battle fought and each piece of intel uncovered, their trust in each other strengthens. But in typical Resistance fashion, things rarely go according to plan, sending the unlikely duo across the Outer Rim on a bold mission to end the First Order threat once and for all... Author's Note: I stayed as true to Star Wars canon and lore as possible. The two main characters, Rings and Volition, were created by me. This story focuses on character growth, engaging dialogue with some fun banter, tight action sequences, and some well known guest appearances. The tone is Star Wars PG fan fiction, so there's no swearing (does Dank farrik count?) and no excessive violence. I broke the chapters up into smaller "Episodes" to make it easier to digest. A fun and (hopefully) enjoyable read for any Star Wars fan. Your feedback is highly encouraged and greatly appreciated!

When a routine hyperspace jump ends in a catastrophic malfunction, Kay Vess and her loyal companion, Nix, are torn from the chaos of the Galactic Civil War and thrust into the golden age of the High Republic-a century before their time. Stranded in 132 BBY, Kay carries the crushing weight of the future: the fall of the Jedi, the rise of the Empire, and the darkness that is destined to consume the galaxy. But her arrival creates a ripple in the Force that does not go unnoticed. Avar Kriss, the legendary Jedi Master, senses a melody of grief and broken timelines clinging to the cynical smuggler, marking Kay as a person of interest-and, eventually, a partner. What begins as deep suspicion evolves into an unlikely alliance against the rising tide of the Nihil. As they wage a war across time, Kay and Avar find themselves drawn into a slow-burning, fierce, and forbidden romance that defies the boundaries of their worlds. Caught between a history that must be preserved and a future that desperately needs to be rewritten, Kay and Avar must decide if their love is strong enough to silence the darkness before it begins. Together, they will attempt the impossible: to fracture destiny, defeat the architects of ruin, and compose a new song for the galaxy. In a galaxy where hope is an act of defiance, will they choose the fate they know, or the future they create?

In 1992, chewing gum was banned in Singapore. In 2004, that ban was repealed. Here's why. --- Bored office temp Jake Cafferty reluctantly agrees to help his crazy lawyer friend Rick Forge smuggle chewing gum into Singapore to sell on the black market only to nearly get chewed up and spat out by the various criminal gangs fighting for dominance and turf in its trade due to CIA meddling.

when Meetra Surik surik awakens on the mining colony of peragus mining facility she soon meets new allys she soon discovered that their we're Bounty's on any surviving Jedi and their is a new threat coming from the shadows The Sith Triumphrite and she must find the remaining Jedi Council Members and unite them to finally put an end to The Sith Triumpherite and save the galaxy from utter annihilation

​He was born with power in his veins and darkness in his name. ​Viraj Rajawat - ruthless heir, protector by vow, sinner by destiny. The world feared him. The empire obeyed him. ------------------------------------------------------------------ My control slipped. I stood, moving toward her. One step. Then another. The space between us disappeared I reached for her waist slow, deliberate my fingers resting lightly at first, then firmer when she tried to step back. "And how do I look at you, Rani Sa?" I asked. For the first time I'm touching her without thinking about anything. Her breath hitched. "Chhodiye hume, Rana Sa," she whispered. "Naa," I murmured, leaning closer, my voice dropping low, dangerous. "Pehle uttar dijiye, phir sochenge." Her pulse fluttered beneath my hand; I could feel it. She wouldn't meet my eyes. "Kaisa uttar, hume koi uttar gyat nahi..." I smiled the kind that didn't reach my eyes. "Acha, toh mat dijiye uttar... hum bhi nahi chhodenge." ------------------------------------------------------------------ My thumb traced her jawline, slow, reverent. "Don't be too smart, Rani Sa,"I whispered. "You're making it harder for me to let you leave this room." She blinked up at me, whispering, "Arthath?" I smiled then a small, dangerous smile.Because if she didn't know what that meant yet... she soon would. Her question "Arthath?" hung between us, soft as breath, sharp as temptation. She tried to step back, but the edge of the table stopped her. "Rana Sa..." she whispered, "aap bahut badle-badle lag rahe hain." "Badle?" I chuckled. "No,Princess. This is the same man you met under the palace dome. You're just seeing Nirlajj version of me." Tropes 21st century x 17th century Greenflag x sunshine Cursed x Redeemer Rana Sa x Rani Sa Rana x Rajkumari Ruthless x Kind

Most people don't realise this about me, but I'm sharper than I look. Yeah I may not be the smartest or strongest, but I got good aim and will. She knows it, the Captain that is. We have a long story, but I'll get to that later. My name's Corso by the way. Corso Riggs ------------------------------------------------ Just a fun little story about Star Wars the Old Republic, and all characters (Minus Ajel) belong to Bioware respectfully. Enjoy ☺

After being captured by smugglers when Blu and Banjo was hatchlings and raised by a human girl named Linda in Minnesota, Moose Lake. Blu and Banjo thought to be the last of their kind but when Jewel and Grace, the lone females that live in Rio De Janeiro, they travel there to meet them. The four blue macaws must battle smugglers, meet other birds along the way, and fall in love.

The year was 2029. Frogs, Turtles, snakes, and other amphibians have been banned from sale, breeding, and manifacture in north america. Nefarious gansters Obi-Duck Kenobi, R3my, and Floofy, have been illegally transporting live frogs, turtles, snakes and other amphibians for the past eight years under the nose of the law. See, there's nothing wrong with wanting a little bit of money, but if it requires doing somthing unholy and might i mention highly illigal, God better pray he doesn't look your way.

I own NO ONE in this fic except Nova. Unless otherwise noted, assume none of these situations are cannon for the game Star Wars the Old Republic. These fics do not require you to have played the game to understand what is going on, but it can help with some confusion. (I do my best to explain where I can)

A HanLeia FanFic

A Star Wars Alternate Universe T'aa Onasi had been robbed by the choices of her parents. Sean Olsen always felt he should have been a her. They wished for the same thing. This follows the SWTOR story line up the planet Taris. T'aa Onasi knows everything that is going to happen as she finds herself on the way to Tython. However, she just got forced to switch with the real owner of this body, and wonders how she is going to cope. Can she change things? Will she be fighting against a fate that she does not want and how far will she be forced to follow the script? Not at all, a little, or the entire script?

Cira knows he needs money and he knows he needs it fast. He also knows of an option his dad hates, but he loves. So what better option was there than to go with a rouge alien smuggler who has a love a faux fur coats and disappoint dad?

While the kings of neighbouring countries, Kralken and Vakaaria, stir hatred within their peoples against each other, sorcerers are hunted under the Decree of Death and dryads are kidnapped and bred for battle. People across the kingdoms are frightened, hungry and longing for war. Valla, a resourceful and resilient girl, lives on an island hidden from the rest of the world. She knows nothing of the impending battle, sorcerers, giants or dryads, but she dreams of a life of her own, free from her harsh uncle and the boredom of village life. When tragedy strikes, Valla flees with two mysterious companions. As Valla tries to figure out what she wants from her new life, she struggles with her feelings for the mysterious boy with so many secrets, and her feelings for the omniscient sorcerer that haunts her dreams. And all the while an evil stirs in a black tower... As Valla finds herself betrayed and uncertain of who she can trust, she turns to the enigmatic sorcerer who speaks to her in the night, who whisks her away to the secret obsidian pillar and offers her safety. With allegiances tested, and friendships broken, Valla fights to save those she loves at the risk of losing herself.

All this started with an innocent trip to visit the Galactic Federation Space Academy. I was going there to tour the place as I always wanted to follow in my brother's footsteps and become a star ship pilot. Our transport stopped at this space station for fuel and I got separated from my friend when some galactic terrorist decided to make a rather explosive political statement. Now I am stuck on this black market cargo ship called the Actium with one gun happy trigger man, a pickpocket, a white shape shifting alien, and one really strict captain that would rather send me out the airlock than have me tag along.

A short story of smuggling during the Cold War in the chill of January 1970 in the Northern Hemisphere. Secret Rendezvous is about a meeting of smugglers where nothing is as it seems nor are the items being smuggled what the smugglers expect.

A small introduction to my SWTOR characters, since they'll probably appear in all of my stories. Keep in mind that the background stories are a W.I.P, since I only just made these characters after re-joining the game.

When the plane crashes Eren and his friends must survive in the rugged wilderness, but soon discover that wildlife is the least of their worries as they find themselves hunted by vicious traffickers and smugglers.

Remember those people often talked about in local folktales.. the heros, the villains and the ones spat from the very mouth of hell itself the ones where the very mention of there names make the ladies close there windows and lock the doors. They where those very villains. They called them Night Raiders. They came at night on horseback into your village.. or by boat along the cove..they killed you where you slept and they stole everything you cherished and adored.. Now they are here.. Written and edited by Katy Bee