3rd Espada Novels & Stories

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.

She has been groomed to be their obedient little plaything and has lost her own free will. I envy Indigo Santiago and the dynamic she has with her men. I don’t envy it for myself but for Durani. My relationship with Nathanial is similar to Indigo’s. it’s a we are all in it together and make our own minds up not follow orders type or thing.

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.

Bulong ni Reyna Louvier. “Na siyang tama” Sagot naman ni Heneral Cognan habang marahang hinahablot ang kaniyang matalim na espada. Ilang sandali pa ay isa isa nang natumba ang kanilang mga kawal sa likuran.

“They’re here to protect you, bitch.” “What? Why?” I looked at the men again. They didn’t even care, but focused on the passers and watched the surroundings like bodyguards. “I don’t need one.” “You complain a lot. Let’s watch.” “Oh, my God.” I sucked a bracing breath and gripped Celestina’s arm tight as my gaze landed on Terzo inside the ring. “I think I’m gonna pass out before he takes another punch.” Celestina just clapped her hands and enjoyed the fight. It took me a while to adjust and finally breathe that Terzo was good. I mean, really good. He didn’t even take a punch or a kick from his last two opponents, but knocked them down flat, cold.

_Dahlia’s POV_ “How useless!” He spat, throwing the thirty thousand dollar watch in my face. My fingers clung to my uniform as I fought the tears in my eyes. “I told you I needed a watch, not some cheap knock off!” “Knockoff?” My lips quivered as I spoke. “I burned all my allowance money just for you and…”

Like a bullet, he quickly appeared before me. Dragging his sword behind, he lifted it up and slash towards me. Clang! The end blade of my scythe clashes with his chipped sword. I tighten my grip and tried to hook his head. He dropped his head and pushed me, another sword came from behind. Hindi ko ito nakita, at medyo huli ng mapansin ko ito. Ang espada ay tumatama sa aking pisngi at sa kamay na nakahawak sa aking scythe.