Novel & Cerita Alexander's Sword

They were so deep to the point even his bones could be seen. Not even Hercules could contend against two at once, let alone hundreds of experts? Brittany shouted urgently, “Alex, hurry up and go. You can definitely get out by yourself!” Alex’s eyes became colder. “I’m fine! I just don’t want to go on a killing spree.” Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! As he said that, the Sword of the Universe, the Seven Blades of Death and the Breaking Point of the Dragon’s Bane of Thirty-Six floated in front of him.

The knives were all freshly sharpened, and that particular one was one of my favorites. “Alexei, stop” she begged, seeing the familiar knife. It was one that my father got me on my eighteenth birthday, twelve years ago. The knife would cut through a muscle in seconds, and knowing that, Claire knew what was to come or more specifically, what to expect.

More gunshots were heard, and the sound of both slashing and growls were heard, making my heart drop. “You called for help, Alpha?” Leonardo asked before catching sight of me. “And you have to tell me that this is some kind of joke.” “Believe me, even I wish that it is.” I said, and Alessandro shook his head. “I swear, you…” he didn’t complete his sentence as the two of us turned around at the sound of hunters approaching. Leonardo readied his stance, and I jumped on one of the men’s shoulders, shooting his head as I did. Both Alessandro and Leonardo looked at me before the beta smirked.

Hidden on the back of the painting were two swords she had hidden sometime ago along with other swords everywhere in the palace for situation like this " ah" a sharp pain hit Celeas back " what is it now?" She tryed to put her hand on her back, when she felt something wet " blood" Celea couldn't understand what was going on but she couldn't stop now. She had people she needed to protect Celea took the swords and went outside with the hope to find a witch to teleport her on the battlefield and there she was Andrea " Andrea!" Celea called and the witch turned to face were the voice was coming from

As approach the centre of the battlefield, I hear his rough voice “Search the field for the injured and tend to their wound immediately. If anyone finds one of these fuckers alive, keep him that way and take him or her to the dungeons. Pick up our dead and lay them beside their Alpha and Luna. I will not have any pack member laying in this filth” I look in the direction of his voice and only see a blood-covered back. He is carrying someone. By the looks of it, it is someone important. I don’t know why the scene makes me so emotional, but all I want to do is help.

Even if they would still respond if the master only used their energy. Rion's sword was named Zephyr. The 'gentle breeze', even though the attack was not anything gentle at all. It was always deadly, but with the minimum wound. This is how Rion could show a little compassion to those who fell as his enemies. A quick, merciful death.

Alpha Nicholas After the shit show that went down between Sophie and that prick and all that business with meeting my mate, I struggled to get myself back into any kind of party mood which made things a nightmare. Add in the wanna-be future Luna's that I had to talk to and I think it's safe to say that the night was a complete right-off. I ended up being introduced to 23 She-Wolves open to chosen mates and not one of them did a thing for me. I don't want my own mate so why the fuck would I want a fake one? "You do want your mate, you're just being a stubborn prick about it!" Storm has been an absolute nightmare and I get it, I do but he's getting too much. "Not gonna stop!" I go to give him

ROSALINE DAVENPORT…. “Why do you want to learn archery all of a sudden?” Alexei asked me in the field where I was trying to hit the target. “It's needed. We should be prepared in every way. I know how to use guns and shooting. And I even know how to use a sword. Only Archery was left to learn.” Alexei gave me a proud look and stood behind me. “Let me teach you.” Saying that he lifted my right arm a little bit. He placed his left hand over mine which was holding the bow.

It was pathetic, watching my twin sister, my other half, unravel over a man who never saw her as anything but a shadow. And the worst part was the fact that she did not realize that he's been using her for a while. It was simple pleasure for him, something and someone that he can control. He did not want her around. “Alpha.” Alexander’s voice cut through the quiet. My second-in-command stood near the door, shoulders straight, eyes wary. He’d seen this before, the calm before I tore something apart. “You know not to bother me when I am in a mood.” “I believe that you need to hear this from me.” He said, looking away from me as he stepped inside.

Sadie nods, but deep down I get this feeling that she won’t let them go scot-free. This time, they don’t waste time. They scramble, and moments later they drag Alec out —beaten, bloodied and barely conscious. He looks half dead. They push him towards Sadie as if afraid to even get near her. She catches him before he can fall and touches his face. “Alec,” she whispers. He tries to focus on her, voice broken, “Sadie…” She kisses him and then lays him gently on the ground and when she stands again, the sword returns to her hand.