Forthcoming novels in the Forcewritings series. . .
 


The long-awaited sequel to "Secrets Echo of the Past" (for those of you who have read it already, and there's a very good reason why I haven't actually posted it yet . . .) that sees the resolution to a lot of romantic foibles, including Luke and Mara's tumultuous relationship, Tara and Anakin, and Jaina Solo's own forbidden affair.
By Sara "This is taking forever!" Miller
 
 


"I hate spaceport bathrooms. You have no idea how much I hate spaceport bathrooms. I mean, it smells like decaying flesh in here."
"Bleedin' stars. What did you eat?"
"It's not me. Look! Have people never heard of flushing before?"
"Go for the second stall from the end. You can never go wrong with the second from the end."
"Do you have any idea how much therapy you need?"
"I'm well aware, but if you want to do your biz in peace, go for the second from the end."
"Okay. But you know what, it stinks even worse down here. Are you sure?"
"I'm always sure. Hurry up."
". . . Oh balls."
"What now?"
"Come here. There's a guy in here."
"A guy? Well leave the man in peace, for crying out loud!"
"He's DEAD, though."
"Dead?"
"DEAD. Come here."
"Hell's bells. You weren't joking."
"He smells awful."
"What a sick way to die. On the can. Classy stuff."
"How long has he been dead, do you think?"
"A few days, maybe. They evidently don't clean these bathrooms very often."
"What do we do? We can't just leave him here!"
"And what? Risk everyone assuming WE killed the poor bastard?"
"No. . . ring the office or something, I dunno."
"You're a real egghead, you know? Nice thinking. Good way to get us shot. I say we leave him here."
"Great, fine plan. Walk out of here stinking like rotting flesh. Yeah, you know, there's a BODY in the can. Nothing out of the ordinary."
"Calm down. Let's just turn around, and leave."
"You know, THIS is why I hate spaceport bathrooms."

Sequel to "Forceful Depression, Elite Intrigue", by Alexandra "This is not your average fanfic" Pope
 


Like Atlantis, in a single day and night of misfortune, an era came to an end, and another one began. And this one wasn't fun, or romantic, or anything. Not that no one saw it coming. They knew it was coming; it had to be. They just wished it hadn't had to come now.
By Sara "Tara's not a cyborg anymore" Miller
 


You may have your theories.

But theory's poised to bite you in the ass.

By Alexandra "Don't talk to me about sequels" Pope
 

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