3rd Espada Novels & Stories

Mathew didn't care anyway. "My secret." Philip said with a smile and they both laughed. "Anyway, this is Clara Hamilton, and Clara, this is Philip Cruz." Dr. Mathew said. "Nice to meet you," Clara said shaking hands with Philip. "And you too." Philip replied. "Ella es hermosa ¿no?" Dr. Matthew asked in Spanish because he knew that Clara couldn't understand it. In translation, he was asking Philip, if Clara was beautiful and Philip smiled. "You have a very good sense of humor, Dr. Mathew." Philip replied, determined not to let the old man's question get into his head. He didn't like cheating people so her had to answer in English so as avoid the question.

I promptly handed them to Trav. But that wasn't the most shocking part. The next thing my dad pulled out did not make Trav's mate look good at all. He flicked open a bloodied blue Cold Steel Extra Large Espada. I gasped, instantly noting the color. I knew knives, and I had distinctly noted the color of the one Sara had as I had not known this particular switchblade to come in any color other than black. "Dad, that's Sara's knife," I said, stating the fact out loud.

Caspien replied, unable to think of any other reason right then. Arkin gave him a weirded-out look. He was an actor himself, but he was just wearing simple clothes when he was outside. It was too hot in the Philippines to wear a jacket! "Trip? That's it? Does Monique know you're back?" Arkin asked curiously. Caspien's eyes widened at the mention of that name. "Nope, and don't tell her!" Caspien warned him, giving him a stern look. Arkin raised his hands in defense. "Okay, fine. Chill. Since it's your birthday today, and I didn't forget, let's hit the bars!"

Haven't got to hang out with her a tremendous amount, but Winnie and she played games together twice. The one on the left side was taller, guessing around 6'4". His dark brown hair fell into waves past his shoulders. He had a full beard similar to Saint with the same whiskey-colored eyes. His patch read 'SGT. At Arms'. I assume this was Saint's brother Sin. They looked very similar, except Sin looked more dangerous.

Tiny fiery sparkles surrounded me and the split metallic bullet fell to the ground. I raised my head and I saw a guy with blonde hair standing on the stairs holding a gun pointed at me. "I won't lie, you have good reflexes. I was sure that shot should have killed you if you didn't block it.," he said and cracked his gun. "You've done the worst. How unfortunate for you, for me to pull my Katana against you," I breathed. "I want to tell you something interesting, do you know why these Katanas are called Espada de la Muerte because whenever I pull them out my opponent either gets killed or seriously injured." I ran towards him and he shot me but I blocked it with my katana. He kept on shooting

Elder Michael said. “Of course Elder,” Megan said and stood up. I wasn’t permitted to go with her so I waited with Felix while Megan left with all three Elders into an adjoining room and I could feel the moment Kaida separated from Megan. She was a beautiful dragoness, silvery white in colour and about half the size of Abeloth, which made her a tad smaller than a violet dragon.

It wasn’t long, she heard the sound of a car starting and then it was gone, meaning she was alone in the house. She searched around with her eyes, there was nothing in the room, absolutely nothing that one can use as a weapon, the man was being careful as hell, she wondered what his name was, he probably would be answering a name that match his reputation, just like El Diablo. If he is answering that and from his tone of Spanish, she guessed he must be from Colombia, he didn’t really look like them but his Spanish can’t be something he learnt, it must be his mother’s tongue.

_Dahlia’s POV_ I turned around slowly, my heart pounding so hard I was sure everyone could hear it. The moment my eyes landed on him, my breath caught in my throat. The last person I expected to see was standing there. Zayne Lachlan. Even if I hadn’t recognized that voice, that cold, commanding tone that could freeze fire, the scar would have given him away instantly. It was impossible to miss, running from the side of his head down to his lower eyelid like a twisted silver thread. The infamous mark that made him instantly recognizable across both schools.

Her thoughts did somersaults in her head. “Prince Adrián Isidro Mateo de Córdoba y Zamora the Third.” He states matter of factly. Elsida’s eyes widen as the title slips past his lips and a wheezing laughter slips past her lips. “Ha ha nice one, I was only joking you know . I heard about the royal line of Spain that resided in Murcia but…” Elsida’s eyes trail to Adrian and his face holds stark sincerity . “Wait, you're not joking?” She bellows and throws her hands in the air dramatically.

When he got to Vespera, she was asked which cartoon character she really loved and she replied: "The Goddess from the Sinbad cartoon." Ezekiel’s eyes twitched. His fists tightened and his hand holding the phone shook. The voices from the device only sank into the background of his mind as he stared at the smiley Vespera with less subconscious. Lorna's favourite character was also the Goddess Eris from Sinbad, Legend of the Seven Seas.