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Bloodline (Star Wars)

Published by Del Rey Books on 2017-01-31
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FICTION / Science Fiction / Adventure

NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER • From the author of Star Wars: Lost Stars comes a thrilling novel set in the years before the events of Star Wars: The Force Awakens.

“Unmissable . . . Bloodline’s tense politics, vivid new characters, and perfectly characterized Leia make it feel as central to the Star Wars universe as one of the films.”

When the Rebellion defeated the Empire in the skies above Endor, Leia Organa believed it was the beginning to a lasting peace. But after decades of vicious infighting and partisan gridlock in the New Republic Senate, that hope seems like a distant memory.
Now a respected senator, Leia must grapple with the dangers that threaten to cripple the fledgling democracy—from both within and without. Underworld kingpins, treacherous politicians, and Imperial loyalists are sowing chaos in the galaxy. Desperate to take action, senators are calling for the election of a First Senator. It is their hope that this influential post will bring strong leadership to a divided galaxy.
As the daughter of Darth Vader, Leia faces with distrust the prospect of any one person holding such a powerful position—even when supporters suggest Leia herself for the job. But a new enemy may make this path Leia’s only option. For at the edges of the galaxy, a mysterious threat is growing. . . .

Praise for Bloodline
“[Claudia] Gray paints a much more complete galaxy than we often get to see on the big screen. . . . Knowing that Rian Johnson (writer, director of Star Wars: Episode VIII) had some creative input on the novel provides hope that we haven’t seen the last of all of these wonderful characters. . . . Star Wars: Bloodline isn’t just a great  Star Wars book, or a great Leia book, or a great book; it’s a great introduction into the larger world of  Star Wars in general.”
Bloodline is a nonstop page-turner that grabs at heartstrings that you weren’t aware of and yanks down on every one of them. The story is loaded with context for The Force Awakens that plants the seeds for The First Order in perfectly haunting ways, and leaves the reader grasping for more details on newly discovered favorite characters.” Inverse

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ASIN: 1101885262
ISBN: 9781101885260
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Star Wars: Bloodline Should Definitely Be a Movie

Almost 25 years after the defeat of the Empire, the New Republic is at a stalemate, the Senate divided between Centrists and Populists. The fractious government can’t agree on anything except that the other side is wrong. (Sound familiar?) At the dedication of a statue of Bail Organa, Leia watches the crowd, sharply observing the invisible divide between her political peers. She is the person we know—the ...

Spoilers are in the future and the present!


A Political Thriller with a Personal Core: Star Wars: Bloodline by Claudia Gray.

Almost 25 years after the defeat of the Empire, the New Republic is at a stalemate, the Senate divided between Centrists and Populists. The fractious government can’t agree on anything except that the other side is wrong. (Sound familiar?) At the dedication of a statue of Bail Organa, Leia watches the crowd, sharply observing the invisible divide between her political peers. She is the person we know—the ...

I’m curious what the fallout is for Han, too. In Bloodline he’s mentoring young pilots; overseeing the Five Sabers, a piloting championship; and running a semi-legitimate business. Does he get blacklisted? Does he ditch all semblance of responsibility—and stop interacting with the younger generation—when Ben turns dark? We know that what happens with Ben makes him run from Leia, so maybe he just ran ...




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By Claudia Gray STAR WARS Lost Stars Bloodline FIREBIRD A Thousand Pieces of You Ten Thousand Skies Above You A Million Worlds with You SPELLCASTER Spellcaster Steadfast Sorceress EVERNIGHT Evernight Stargazer Hourglass Afterlife Balthazar Del Rey books are available at special discounts for bulk purchases for sales promotions or corporate use. Special editions, including personalized covers, excerpts of existing books, or books with corporate logos, can be created in large quantities for special needs. For more information, contact Premium Sales at (212) 572-2232 or email


Sale of this book without a front cover may be unauthorized. If this book is coverless, it may have been reported to the publisher as 'unsold or destroyed? and neither the author nor the publisher may have received payment for it. Star Wars: Bloodline is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either products of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. 2017 Del Rey Mass Market Edition Copyright ? 2016 by Lucasfilm Ltd. & ? or ? where indicated. All rights reserved. 'Scorched? by Delilah S. Dawson copyright ? 2016 by Lucasfilm Ltd. & ? or ? where indicated. All rights reserved. Excerpt from Star Wars: Aftermath: Life Debt by Chuck Wendig copyright ? 2016 by Lucasfilm Ltd. & ? or ? where indicated. All rights reserved. Published by Del Rey, an imprint of Random House, a division of Penguin Random House LLC, New York. Del Rey and the House colophon are registered trademarks of Penguin Random House LLC. Originally published in hardcover in the United States by Del Rey, an imprint of Random House, a division of Penguin Random House LLC. 'Scorched? by Delilah S. Dawson was originally published in Star Wars Insider magazine #165. ISBN 978- 1- 101- 88526- 0 Ebook ISBN 978- 1- 101- 88525- 3 Printed in the United States of America 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 Del Rey mass market edition: February 2017


long time ago in a galaxy far, far away.' .' .' .


An entire generation has prospered during an era of peace. The New Republic, governed by the Galactic Senate, has held power for more than two decades. The wars that divided the galaxy are fading into legend. Yet conflict has begun to take shape within the Senate. In the absence of MON MOTHMA, former leader of the Rebellion and first chancellor of the New Republic, two unofficial but powerful factions have formed''the POPULISTS, who believe individual planets should retain almost all authority, and the CENTRISTS, who favor a stronger galactic government and a more powerful military. Only the greatest heroes of the war are still honored by all. A ceremony honoring the memory of BAIL ORGANA has drawn the Senate together in rare harmony. It is a day of celebration, but even now, the divisions among the worlds of the galaxy are growing wider.' .' .' .

CHAPTER oONE 'When we look back upon the war against the Empire''upon the billions of lives lost''sometimes it seems as though nothing could ever have been worth the terrible price we paid. But when we think of those people who perished in the conflict, let us remember that they died for justice. For liberty. For the extraordinary peace we now enjoy.' Senator Tai-? Lin Garr held out his arms, taking in the entire celebration on Hosnian Prime: the brilliant sunshine, the aqua'marine sky, the countless citizens of a thousand different species gathered together beneath the colorful flags of their worlds. The beauty and promise of the New Republic seemed to be laid before them all. 'This is what we fought for.' Everyone applauded. Many cheered. Senator Leia Organa clapped along with the rest and thought, Too bad it's falling apart. To the majority of the observers, most of them among the enormous number of citizens who had traveled to Hosnian Prime for the dedication ceremony and concert, the many senators clustered in the stands would appear to be a sign of solidarity and strength. Planets from the Core Worlds to the Outer

CLAUDIA GRAY Rim were represented; humans wore the cloaks, robes, and ceremonial gear of countless different cultures as they watched the ceremony alongside species from the Aqualish to the Ithorian, from the large-? eyed Mon Calamari to the small, woolly Ashaftan, in what looked like perfect unity. Leia's sharper eyes traced the invisible line between the two halves of the gathering: Centrist senators on one side, Populist senators like herself on the other. The physical gap couldn't have been measured, but the philosophical one widened every day. Soon that gap would broaden into a crevasse, one deep enough to reveal how fragile the peace really was. Stop it. Leia forced herself to think positively. Rationally. Galactic politics has always had its parties, factions, divisions. It always will. Not every ideological conflict leads to a complete governmental breakdown. But the unease that stirred just beneath the glossy surface of this ceremony reminded her of the final days of the Imperial Senate. Polite words cloaking implied threats, a near-'complete lack of trust among worlds: The mood felt all too familiar. Then again, the Imperial Senate actually made decisions once in a while. See? History isn't repeating itself after all, she thought sourly. Leia took pleasure in exactly one aspect of this gathering: the new statue they had come together to dedicate. The seventy-'meter-'high statue had been carved of Jelucani fogstone, which sparkled transparent as diamond in bright light, then turned a pale, opaque gray-'green in darkness. As Tai-'Lin finished his speech to applause, a cloud passed in front of the sun. The fogstone's glittering dimmed to reveal the fine detail on the statue of Bail Organa, portrayed in his robes of the office of viceroy of Alderaan and with

STAR WARS: BLOODLINE 5 a hand outstretched toward all peoples, in classic hagiographic form. Yet his face had been as accurately and lovingly carved as the most intimate portrait. Maybe the different senators and planets could agree on little any longer, but at least her father's legacy endured. Tai-'Lin nodded to Leia as his pod hovered back into place; for ceremonial functions, such pods were allowed, though their use in the Senate was now considered 'overly hierarchical.' His nod served as both an acknowledgment that her turn had come and genuine encouragement. She gave him a quick smile before she pressed the controls that would bring her pod forward from the stands and focus the amplifier droids on her voice. A warm breeze fluttered the dark-'blue folds of her cape and gown as Leia stood before the gathering. 'I stand before you not only as a senator, but also as Bail Organa's daughter.' Leia's voice rang out, clear and strong, revealing none of the doubts that had haunted her day. 'And yet everything I have done in my career as a senator has been rooted in the valuable lessons he taught me about courage. About strength. About leadership.' Leadership was something the Senate badly needed at present. Mon Mothma had remained hugely influential even after her term as chancellor? .' .' . more so than Leia had realized before Mon Mothma's illness. Without someone able to bridge philosophical gaps and create consensus, the political process they'd forged for the New Republic was showing its weaknesses. She continued speaking smoothly as the flags flapped in the strong breeze. 'He stood as viceroy of Alderaan at the beginning of a dark time for our entire galaxy.' A hush fell over the crowd at the mention of her dead

CLAUDIA GRAY planet's name. Leia pretended not to notice. Her pod hovered so high above the ground that the hundred thousand people from a thousand species and worlds, vibrant in their individual skins, scales, and furs, were indistinct to her now'? a mass of color and noise, hard to connect with. But Leia tried. 'He helped Mon Mothma create the Rebel Alliance, even while still fighting valiantly to preserve what little integrity and authority the Imperial Senate had left. I have no doubt that he would have continued the battle alongside our rebel soldiers if he had not so cruelly been taken from us in the destruction of my homeworld.' She continued, 'It was my privilege to know him as both a leader and a father. As proud as I am to think of his courageous stand against Palpatine's tyranny, I also smile every time I remember how he used to get down on the floor to play blocks with his little girl.' Fond laughter rippled through the audience. Good. She'd woken the crowd, won them over. Time for Leia to say the words her listeners wouldn't want to hear. 'He taught me so much about politics, leadership, and war, but above all he taught me that no price is too great to pay for our ideals. Bail Organa was willing to die if that meant the Empire would fall. He believed in the New Republic we have been able to create, and in the promise of fair, equal government for everyone under the law.' Applause welled up, and Leia paused to let it subside before continuing, 'He believed in unity, and he knew that unity came at the cost of compromise. Mon Mothma, one of his earliest and most enduring allies, shared those convictions and let them guide her leadership of the Senate. She wanted the worlds of the New Republic to find balance, and to always seek the middle ground where we can work together for a better tomorrow.'

STAR WARS: BLOODLINE 7 This won more applause, but the sound was muted now. Populists and Centrists agreed on only one point these days: Compromise was for the weak. Leia looked at the statue and imagined herself speaking directly to Bail Organa as she concluded. 'My father gave us one legacy more precious than any other'? a galactic peace. All of us here today have inherited the responsibility to preserve that peace from this day forward. Only by doing so can we truly honor and remember him.' Applause and cheers welled up, deafeningly loud, in a display of enthusiasm greater than any Leia had seen in a long time. Had people actually heard her message? Did they understand how fragile peace had become? Would they now urge their senators to overcome their endless petty bickering and finally give the galaxy the leadership it deserved? Then she heard the high, silvery sound of X-'wing fighters overhead. The military air show had begun. That was why the crowds were cheering. They hadn't heard her last words at all. That was? .' .' . a disappointment. But not a surprise. As the X-'wings split into a dramatic new formation, Leia sighed and hit the control that would levitate her pod back into the senatorial stands. If nobody was listening, she might as well enjoy the show. 'You're such a pessimist, Leia,' Senator Varish Vicly insisted after the ceremony, as various leaders milled around the base of the glittering statue of Bail Organa. Like all Lonerans, Varish had long, silky fur the color of gold and a quartet of thin, extended limbs that allowed her to walk on two feet or all fours with equal ease. Now she ambled along on only two, the better to keep waving and shaking hands. 'Of course

CLAUDIA GRAY people cheered for the air show! X-'wing maneuvers are more exciting than the best speech ever made.' Leia tucked a stray lock of hair back into her one long braid. 'I just wish we could get people to listen.' 'Look at it this way.' Varish's golden fur fluttered in the breeze, and her long, narrow face split in a wide smile for someone waving in the distance. 'People love the X-'wing pilots because they think of them as the great fighters of the Rebellion. See? People haven't forgotten the war. It's just that it was all so very long ago.' 'I suppose it was.' Leia remembered sitting in the Senate as a fourteen-'year-'old junior legislator and feeling sure she was the youngest person among all those thousands; these days, she sometimes felt like the oldest. The war had taken a toll on her generation, culling so many who would otherwise have gone on to lead. Among the crowds and the Senate itself were many who hadn't even been born when the Battle of Endor was fought. Leia ought to have felt that her obsolescence stood as a badge of honor. The populace couldn't have become so complacent without decades of relative peace, which had been given to them by the New Republic. But she couldn't relax. Couldn't stop worrying. That was what happened when someone grew up on the run, under siege, always expecting capture or death at any moment. Paranoia became the only way of seeing the world, unable to ever be fully set aside. 'Come, now. If you don't cheer up before dinner, I'll seat you next to Count Jogurner, see if I won't? .' .' . oh, Feleen, over here!' Varish squeezed Leia's arm once before darting into the crowd to greet yet another of her political friends. Leia shook her head in fond resignation. Behind her seemingly frivolous interests, Varish Vicly was a per-

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