Awaken Astral Blade Review Novels & Stories

Shame this was evening happening to me. Unfortunatly, Damon moved to stand beside Ethan. “These are Twisted Blade push daggers. A tri-edge blade that spirals. Also known as a cyclone blade. They insure maximum damage with little effort. When used correctly, it will increase our killing effectiveness by 10%. Your opposite will bleed out before their wolf will be able to heal them.”

My heart was immediately torn, and my soul shattered, making me feel a pain even worse than the blade piercing my heart. "...why?" I hoarsely asked. He was my mate... For him to kill me by stabbing me in the heart... I could not understand why. My heart was bleeding... and so was my soul. Alec looked at me without much expression on his face. After a few seconds, the corner of his lip lifted in a playful smirk. "Absorbing the essence of your wolf will give me her powers," he softly whispered. “Your wolf is… very talented. So, I hope you don't mind, sweetheart."

In just a few moments, a blade appeared in front of everyone. It was the Broken Soul Sword. If anyone was to look at it closer, they would see that seals were floating around the Broken Soul Blade. Raising an eyebrow, Raul used his divine senses to look into the blade, and he was shocked to notice that immense energy was circulating the blade. It was obviously not going to be easy to deal with.

"I promise. No one will hurt you while you are here." Mira studied her face for a long moment, and then she nodded slowly. "Okay," she said. "I trust you." The rogue turned to Kael. "Aldrian's weapon. It is called the Edge of the Blade. It was forged in the blood of a wolf-less woman who was sacrificed to the old magic. It can cut through anything. Even a white wolf." Lyra felt the moonstone grow warm against her chest. "And you know where it is?"

"Joshua, it's me." "Selena? It's so late." "Help me draft a mate severance agreement," my voice was calm. "As soon as possible." There was a few seconds of silence on the other end. "Are you sure?" Joshua's voice was cautious. "Severing a mate bond causes immense pain to both parties." "I'm sure." "Okay," he sighed. "You can have the first draft by tomorrow morning." After hanging up, I continued packing. On the bookshelf were all the texts I'd studied after becoming Luna.

"She'll know. Missing scouts mean more coming. Maybe her lieutenants. Maybe... worse." He nodded, eyes like stars. "Then we keep fighting. One step at a time." Campfire crackled as we gathered, sharing spoils. Elias handed me an Eclipse Blade, hilt carved with a bleeding moon. "Luna, could this help us?" I touched it; Moonbane runes flared, shattering the blade. "No," I said. "But it reminds us why we fight." Night winds carried distant howls—not ours. Seraphine calling. That night, on a makeshift pallet of furs, I stared at the stars.

Suddenly, she began hitting her belly with wild abandon. While this chaos unfolded, I noticed Evelyn quietly picking up a fruit knife from the side. It was the same knife she used to cut expensive fruit for Edith. She lunged forward and stabbed Tyler in the heart. Before he could react, she pressed the knife down, pushing it deeper. Blood poured out of his chest, splattering onto Edith's bed, her face, and her body. Edith screamed as people gathered at the door but didn't dare enter. Evelyn repeatedly stabbed the knife into Tyler's body and laughed maniacally, "Miriam, you stole my man. Now I've killed your son."

Haris was taken aback when he saw Adrian's attack. He had a deep impression of the Inferno Purgatory. It was this move that told him that Adrian’s weapons were top-notch treasures. As someone from Blade's Reach, Haris had been around weapons since childhood, particularly swords. Adrian's Divine Frost Slayer Blade was the most enigmatic weapon he had ever encountered. It seemed to possess a consciousness of its own, making it extraordinarily mysterious. As for the Hellblade, he deduced from his clashes with Adrian that it was an exceptionally rare and valuable weapon.

My gut twisted as I scanned the destruction, my eyes locking on the empty pedestal in the centre of the room. The silver blade. It wasn’t just any blade—it was the blade. A weapon forged with the raw power of the moon’s forces, said to be capable of slaying any supernatural creature, no matter their strength. It could strip an alpha of their power with a single strike, severing bonds and destroying the essence of the wolf within. Its origin were shrouded in mystery, but one thing was clear: it was the most dangerous artifact in existence, and now it was gone. “Of all the things to take,” Asher muttered, his voice barely masking the tremor beneath. He was pacing, his hands buried in his hair

"This isn't a cursed blade. This dagger is reinforced with magic fueled by soul sacrifice. Jax's eyes darkened. "Tell me you're not about to say what I think you're about to say." Aeron met his eyes. "Mother and child. It's the most vile magic that exists." "Riven Ashbane is a sick bastard," Jax said through gritted teeth. "If he wanted her dead," Aeron said. "The blade would be three inches to the left. This was deliberate restraint. Which is worse." He exhaled. "No. This is a timer."