Beauty And The Blade Novels & Stories

— Then it's done, she will go, I don't want to either, but she wants to. Gabriel said. Alicia saw Gabriel's hand and took it. He looked uncomfortable, but he didn't push it away. He stared at Alicia and they kept that gaze without either of them saying anything. Later, Gabriel took his hand away, turned back. Alicia saw where he had turned. He saw a really beautiful woman. Dark hair reached her shoulders; beautiful, spectacular makeup, she was coming towards them. —Love, are you done? The woman asked. Alicia raised her gaze to that woman; she challenged her with her gaze. Alicia was intimidated and lowered her gaze immediately.

She thought of her mother, Queen Nox, who'd once said, "A blade too soon drawn is a blade forever dulled. As though it had winked at her to catch her attention, her gaze shifted - caught on a blade resting apart from the others. It gleamed black as midnight, so dark the light seemed swallowed by it. Its hilt was wrought with curling filigree of silver, set with stones of onyx. Its guard swept outward like wings — not soft, feathery wings, but razor-edged, proud, terrible. It was beautiful. It was dreadful. It was hers.

When she heard Silver Moon’s impatient voice, she attacked and immediately focused on scarring her face that took the attention that was supposed to go to her. On the other hand, Blade was also confident beside Pierce. She brought two daggers with her that night although they weren’t poisoned so her smile was the sweetest while thinking that she’d love to eliminate one weak rival that was snatching Silver’s love for her. While Wildflower was taking advantage of Silver Moon’s defenseless back and Pierce was focused on making the beauty ugly, Blade put her focus on injuring the woman severely by directing her attack on her heart and abdomen. However, what the heck was that?

"I won't let go." Rhydian smiled through the blood on his lips. "You never have to." The Twin Blades merged into one brilliant white sword. Its light pierced the heavens. The King of the Void looked at the weapon. For the first time... It took a single step backward. "You forged..." Its voice carried something unfamiliar. "...the Blade of Beginning." The Creator smiled. "No. They did." The white blade released a pulse of light that spread across the collapsing world. Dead trees bloomed. Broken stone became green with life. The frightened Gatekeepers felt hope returning to their hearts. Even the widening crack in the sky stopped growing.

Zia pointed to the table just behind her. The guy had laid all the weapons carefully on the table, their sharp edges glittering against the dim light. " Hope you aren't scared lover boy. You weren't like this when I had your memory wiped. You were like a mad dog, facing danger head on. So I'll expect you to remain calm, and be the man you always were," Zia said playfully as she picked a blade, her favourite double edged cutting friend. Asriel gruntled once more, his eyes almost popped out from fright. He watched in horror as the blade moved closer to his face, till at one move Zia had made to slice his cheeks, but ended up cutting the tape on his lips into two.

Blade smiled mischievously and wiped the blood off of his nose. “As you can see, these ones are feisty. They got me real good before I brought them here. If not for the potion you gave me, I’d have a harder time taking them but I’m telling you buddy, they are better than the previous pets I brought before,” Blade patted Garett’s shoulders and whispered, “One of them is a minister’s daughter, one of the most beautiful women in our kingdom. And the men? I’m sure the ladies would love them and bid a lot for them.”

Magnus took out something and it was full of blades so it caught my attention. "Where did you get these blades?" I asked while looking at the different large blades with different sizes and widths. "Dad owns this," Magnus replied. I didn't move it because it was too sharp. "Practice using guns, try to hit those cans from the distance and aim it carefully," Max commanded. I watched Max and Magnus target the can in the distance. He hit it so easily so I was a little surprised. "All right, you're next Alas," Max said. "Be careful to use guns, put it away from those around you," Maximus warned.

Still do. He was far more than they describe in the rumors. People say he kills without mercy. That he doesn't fall in love. That he's a dangerous man who should never be offended. That he'll end you in the blink of an eye. That he controls the government like it's his personal maid. All of that. But that isn't what I saw that night. I saw a lot of things I still can't explain in those eyes of his. He has that kind of dazzling beauty that feels out of this world, almost unreal. No... no... no, stop thinking of that shit. I don't have a crush on him. That's ridiculous.

My father had told me stories about how he found a hidden cave in our backyard when he was young and stumbled upon an ancient blade that belonged to Vangoda. Had my father known this was going to be my fate? Was he the one who etched my name on the Blade? I decided to take the blade out of its case and hold it. I felt a surge of energy run through my body as soon as my fingers wrapped around the hilt. The blade was light but sturdy, made from an unknown metal that was strong enough to slice through concrete or bone with ease. I could feel its power coursing through me, the same way a soldier feels when he straps on his gun and goes to war. It was as if the blade had chosen me as much as I ha

TWELVE YEARS LATER, (12 yrs) At 20 years old, Jeisin was more pretty, good looked, intelligent, confident, ambitious, charmed and smart. She had a pure fair, soft built skin as her long dark brown hair moved straight on her back. Her cute face had glowed with her beautiful big blue eyes. And she has a sweet blossom soft lips. Her beauty has became incomparable. As she strongly resemble her mother, Miss Rayal in appearance and in benevolent. Then from her father's side, Annes as she resemble him in cheerfulness and in compassion.