Vampire's Anonymous may say their serenity prayer, but they're ready to take action and bite anyone crossing their members. Vampire Vulcanturi Spocko is falling for Princess Lela, but she may prefer Chewy, the werewolf. General Gleevous, while dancing to Disco tunes, commands his droids to capture the Jedi. Can Obegone turn Manikin back to the light side of The Farce, or will he have to battle Manikin at the Hot Flows of Cheddar on the Planet Nabiscko? Will the vampire Edward Cullet be able to escape the Vulcanturi, and find his way to his beloved Padme and his twin children, Luck and Lela?Buy now and find out the fate of the amusing mash of characters from Star Wars, The Twilight Saga, and Star Trek.Please Enjoy this Excerpt:“Open the door to Princess Lela’s cell,” said Cater to the guard. Cater stomped loudly in. On the bunk sat Princess Lela, carefully coiling her hair into bun shapes on each side of her head. Cater shook his head. Kids these days with their fad hairstyles.“I hope you find our accommodations adequate,” snickered Cater as he stood towering over Lela.“Yes, thank you.” Princess Lela said with no hint of sarcasm. “The guards have been very kind.”“Really? You like eating cold mush three meals a day?”“I was sick of my low carbohydrate diet.”“You like sleeping on a rock hard bed.”“It’s good for my back.”“You don’t mind the 24 hour security camera focused on you.”“Oh, I did that before, for my webcast. It got high ratings.”“Hmm, maybe I should move in here if it’s so comfortable,” said Cater putting his chin in his hand, and looking around the cell. He could add some comfy throw pillows and a breakfast nook. Plus, he could store his action figure collection above the security camera. Cater shook his head and focused on the task at hand. He leaned menacing over Lela.“Tell me where the rebel base is, or I will force you to move from this great prison cell to a luxury apartment with a soft bed.”“Tempting, but no,” said Lela. “Come now, Lela. If you don’t tell me, Darkin will use electricity on your legs.”“I’ve already done that to get rid of leg hair,” said Lela.Cater looked surprised. “Does that work?” He looked down at his legs. Would VQ, Villain Quarterly, like his legs better if they were bald? It might work better with his Roman mini tunic outfit.Returning to the interrogation, Cater looked back at Lela. “Well, if you’re used to electricity on your legs, then Darkin will use electricity on your face!”“I already do that for wrinkles. Haven’t you heard of Suzanne Somers’ Facemaster?”“No, but I use her Thighmaster.“I can tell.”“Thanks.” Cater swelled with pride. It was worth it to spend hours working on his inner thighs. “Okay then, if the electricity doesn’t work, then Darkin will pour hot wax over you. You’ll talk when it hits your crotch.”Lela started to say something.“Wait, let me guess,” said Cater. “You’ve already done that.”“To clean up my bikini line. Bathing suits are so tiny nowadays.”“I know,” said Cater going dreamy eyed inside of his mask.“Lord Cater,” said the guard. “Darkin texted us a message asking if you have the location of the rebel base.”Cater turned to the guard outside. “She is stubborn, bring in the Convince-o-droid!”A strange humming noise echoed down the corridor, and became louder as it came closer. Lela looked towards her cell door. A hovering round metal robot floated in. Lela’s eyes zoomed in on the huge syringe in its cruel metal hand.“Intimidating, isn’t it,” said Cater. “Now tell me where the rebel base is or feel the droid’s sting.”Lela backed away from the syringe, until she was against the cold cell wall. She could go no further.“I don’t know where the rebel base is!”“Inject!” yelled Cater to the Convince-o-droid. The droid rushed towards Lela.
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