Babe Blades Novels & Stories

He was the wealthy, arrogant playboy girls would swoon around, and also the Blade family's eldest son. "Ezekiel?” A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. “Ezekiel Blade,” he said. "Why are you without your glasses, freckle face?” He always mentioned his last name like he was nothing without it. But I knew that he loved the name so much as it meant people would fear him. I rolled my eyes, pulling my hand away from his grip. “Still a bully, huh? Besides, I don't wear glasses anymore, and I'm definitely not freckle face. It's Lydia Winters,” I said, mimicking his words.

Aziz murmured a snarky remark, so only I could hear. I didn’t spare him a glance, instead. “Uncle, do you want me to?” “Yes,” Eren said. “Bring the scimitar.” I took the other curved blade from its box. Not a hellblade flashing a ruby, just good old steel. The old man’s eyes lit when it flashed. He set the cane aside with his thumb stroking the curve of the blade. “Magnificent,” he breathed. “This blade looks so good. Can you fix it up for me before purchase? sharpen it, nothing vulgar since it is a gift.”

I head to my drawer and open the first cabinet. There they are, my babies, shining and ready for use. I run my fingers on the body of each and every single blade, wondering which of them would get rid of a man’s tongue quicker. I need a fast and clean cut. I don’t want him screaming too much before I get the job done. My right fingers scratch the right side of my head while I’m lost in thought. Perhaps I should use scissors? My silly phone picks that exact time to ring. I reach for it in my side pocket.

“The only way to send them where they belong is with Ajax’s blade. The blade will retain their essence and they will only be released where they can do no more harm. Using the blade on everyone individually would have taken too long and allowed too much room for something to go wrong. This way is more...efficient.” “And how do we get them into the blade?” I ask, knowing the answer, but not really wanting to be right. Aggie’s eyes flick to mine for a second and the ‘how the fuck do you think you use a blade’ look on her face confirms my thought, then she looks back at Abernathy and the horn handled blade resting near his hip. “NO! Absolutely not. Are you fucking crazy woman?” Abe roars and tr

With a circular motion of her hand she gathered a whirlwind of air and then a second later she was hovering and then gone. "Todd and Phoebe, take the one on the right. Phoebe, do not engage, only distract it so that Todd can attack. Do you understand?" Phoebe gave Todd a sceptical look but nodded eventually. Todd rolled his eyes and with a flick of his wrist, two long sharp yet jagged blades appeared in the palm of his hands. He was an iron mage! Woah, they were near extinct! What am I talking about? They were extremely rare like roses growing in the desert.

“Uncle Gabriel told me that this is not just a piece of jewelry. Look!” She slowly pushed the white crystal on the center of the cross pendant and immediately, a sharp, pointed, and slim blade slid out on the longer side. The remaining sides also extended its length and the two of them are now looking down at a small dagger, the size like the palm of her hand. “Uncle said it’s called a Lightbane,” she said as she watched Jacob picked it up and swung the small and light weapon in the air. Her eyes became round as she watched him used the dagger. “Well? What do you think?”

Gabby: "You kiddo need to really learn about our world." Sam:" Casie we cannot make perfume every now and then. What is he A perfume factory? Also, all components should go in a defined quantity." Gabby:" You blondie...you really need to teach her a lot about Angelina." he winked Amy:" Gabby can we have the angel blade." Gabby: " Yes ." He went in and came up with a sharp-pointed knife made of metal but have a mirror look on it. Amy took it from gabby and we all thanked him.

With a flick of my wrist, tendrils of bright white flames erupted from my form, wrapping around the demons and engulfing them in ethereal fire. A few made their through and Gabe was quick to dispose of them with his sword, slicing one clean in half before moving to the next one and chopping his head off. Startled gasps filled the air as the nuns watched in awe at the display of power before them. Maybe it was my imagination, but I could have sworn I saw the blade Gabe held glow a deep blue as it sliced into the skin of the demons trying to attack us. “That sword…” Sister Agnes trailed off, eyeing Gabe and I with a mixture of fear and reverence in her gaze.

I pressed against her back and moved her hand to one of my favorite blades. “This is a Poshland RAM-21. The spiral blade is painful because of the spiral wound it creates and definitely makes it much bloodier. They struggle to heal, and if they do somehow manage to heal, they will be left with serious damage from the muscles and nerves,” I said softly into her ear. Brynn tilted her head, carefully running her thumb along the dull part of the blade. She grabbed it and placed it on the table beside us. Then I moved her hand to another one. There was something incredibly hot about this right here, and I was certain that she could feel my rising lust just like I was feeling hers.