Absolute Sword Sense Novel Novels & Stories

I realise my body is shaking and my breathing is much quicker than it was before. "Yellow," I say loud enough for him to just hear. "Do you want me to finish with my hand or to stop completely?" He asks as his hand gently massages my sore asscheeks. It soothes them enough for me to say I want him to continue with his hand. "Paddles are a hard limit for you then." "Yes Master, it hurts too much for me to handle," I explain and he hums. "Good boy for telling me and for using your safeword," he says.

One hand around her neck the other handing by his side, he had long sharp nails and I think I heard a roar from him. The roar was less guttural than that of the one I heard from Cain but it instilled fear just as successfully. What caught my attention most was his burning red eyes in the dark. The sight terrified me to the bone. This was different from the wolves, they had a sense of warning and intimidation to them but from this man, I only sensed death.

Thomas traveled in the direction pointed out by Maxine. However, after continuing on the path for some time, he realized that he could not feel the aura of the Malevolent Sword. The aura of the Malevolent Sword was unique, and Thomas was very familiar with it as he had held the sword before. Thus, he was also able to sense the sword’s aura even if it was a few kilometers away. Additionally, he was also an eighth-ranked grandmaster and traveled much faster than Thea.

She picked another one and handed it to Minos, the latter opened after recognizing that the year matched up with the time the sword disappeared. Minos thumbed through the book diligently, devouring its content as fast as he could. Each and every time he would find something interesting he would show it to Lira or lay it down on the floor, then he would grab another one. The exercise was slowly but surely grabbing Minos's full attention, a circumstance that the drow is all too familiar with. The world around Minos disappears when something piques his interest, and all that remains is him and the object of his obsession.

They rest for a moment and left. Catherine went to the nearest pond and started practicing with the wooden sword. Hikaru saw her, he was carrying Destiny’s sword. He don’t know what is he feeling towards her. His heart was beating so fast and that time seems very slow when he's around her. He went closer to her. "You are doing well. Destiny would be glad if you practice with this.” Hikaru gave Catherine the sword Destiny has left. Catherine was surprised seeing the sword again. He holds the wooden sword and she was staring at the sword Hikaru handed.

Harvey could clearly feel a cold chill swerving in his vision. The slash was filled with murderous intent, as if a demon from Hell was the one dealing the blow. The Sword Saint of the Shindan Way wasn’t a title just for show. Akio truly did possess the strength of a God of War. In just a single moment, the slash was already heading right toward Harvey. Harvey flicked his finger while instinctively moving backwards. Clang! A loud sound echoed throughout the place when both sides clashed. Waves of air surged forward, pushing Harvey a few steps back.

************** The first thing Akira saw when he opened his eyes was a man dressed in complete black running towards him with a sword in his hand, the second thing was the surrounding environment which was cold and very dark, it was most likely in the middle of the night. His right hand fell naturally into the handle of his sword and removed it, he raised it to the oncoming sword and twisted his hand to the right to lock their swords together, he then kicked out his left foot onto the man's rib cage and heard the distinctive sound of ribs breaking, because of the sudden pain the man lost grip of his sword and Akira pulled his sword free and used it to cut the man's neck open, the sword cutti

Sera excitedly ran to the center where the wooden sword was displayed. Matthew opened the cover and Sera reached out for it. As soon as the sword was in her hand, Sera felt something warm ran through her entire body. It was as if a part of her had been missing and was given back. She could feel her heart beating fast in excitement from the feeling of the sword in her hand.

He needed to end this, and quickly, lest Mika take advantage and win. Boro closed his eyes and opened his mind, he was the void. He felt the air stir as Mika moved in to capitalize on this moment, thinking Boro had given up. He was dead wrong, Boro felt the blade move through the rising daylight, and moved his body almost as if on its own, without thought, acting on pure instinct. His blade, the same type of single edged sword his father had used, the one that he had named Honor, moved as if to block Mika's but instead he ducked, and moved around it, weaving under the path of the blade, and at the last second he turned his own so that the flat of it struck Mika on his wrist, breaking it clea

His face was ashen, and there was a desperate look in his eyes. The divine sword Sky Attack contained his divine awareness. It was almost equivalent to an entity of Divine Senses. Only by nourishing it with blood essence and Qi all year round could a person become one with the sword and exert its greatest power. But at that moment, the entity of Divine Senses inside the sword was forcibly removed and the connection had been cut off. The terrible rebound force instantly seriously injured him. This injury was more terrible than the previous sword wound, almost shaking his God Realm Origin.