Bg3 Blade Of The First Blood Novels & Stories

She headed towards the Alpha's garden, the sound of ripping clothes pushing her to run faster, and her dress dug painfully into her ribs. The Alpha's office came into view as she rounded the corner, thundering paw-prints gaining on her. Glass shattered as she slammed into the windows and twisted at the last minute to shield her face. The floor came up fast in the darkness. Metal on metal sang as she snatched the ancient sword from its resting place and drew it. The sword gleamed at eye level, and the bookshelf pressed into her back as a guttural snarl erupted from her throat. There was now only the quiet crunching of glass and the dripping of her blood onto the floor.

However, most clans are too traditional to marry off their daughters to strangers. Raven, thankfully, would never do that. Bloodlust is coursing through my veins as I aim my weapon towards three guards standing at the back of the building. My body stiffens, yet my muscles remain relaxed and still, almost like I'm asleep but with my eyes open. My sole boundary is the hazy sky. There is no breeze, no outside noise. Chaos is all that is necessary. I fire, striking the first guard square in the forehead. It's too late when the other two turns to face him while their weapons. I knocked one in the hollow of his neck and the other in the heart.

i cursed under my breath. The next thing I saw was one of the blade flying towards me with a chain attached to its handle.Then time slowed to a snails pace. While the blade was flying towards me at slow motion i took some seconds to acess the blade.The blade was pure black in colour and it had uneven edges with the middle part of the blade having some indiscernible inscriptions sparkling orange color sparks.The chains on the handle of the blade seem to be connected to his wrist like Spiderman's web.And i don't know how he did that.I side stepped the blade only to find the other flying towards where i was.It was at this point that i knew that it wasn't just some child's play.This guy was real

As I weave through the chaos, my eyes catch a familiar face—Blade. Blade had been the Gamma when I was Beta of the Black Moon Pack. Together, we had helped Zane become an Alpha who was both feared and respected, shaping the pack into a force to be reckoned with. Seeing him now, standing in the middle of the battlefield, brings a surge of anger to my chest, a fiery rage that threatens to consume me. “Blade,” I growl, my voice dripping with fury as I push my way towards him. “You’ve got a lot of nerve showing your face here after everything you’ve done.”

We didn't even inform our parents. Instead, we had a simple ceremony in our rented apartment. I wore a wedding gown and married the love of my life. However, he didn't pull out a ring from amidst the bouquet—he pulled out a sharp fruit knife. The blade slashed against my skin, making my blood flow. I heard him repeating, "Why is life so unfair to me? Why?" This was my wedding night, which I'd dreamed of countless times since childhood. I spent two hours of it lying in a pool of blood as Liam stabbed me over 160 times. Each stab avoided my critical organs.

The blade gleamed silver in the morning light, its edge honed to razor sharpness. "No weapons for the accused," Moira declared. "Let her supernatural abilities serve as both shield and sword." Agatha smiled coldly, settling into a combat stance. "This is for my warriors who died because of your intelligence leaks, Bloodfang." She attacked without further warning, her blade whistling through the air toward my neck. Instinct took over, and I dove sideways, rolling across the packed earth as the sword carved through the space where my head had been. But Agatha was fast, spinning to follow my movement with a vicious backhand cut. This time I couldn't dodge completely the blade opened a line of f

Kyle’s POV Blood spurted from torn blood vessels, splattering onto Blade’s face—he was still not satisfied with just one victory. Four more opponents awaited their fate at his hands. One of them attacked from behind, and Blade didn’t have time to dodge. Several bites and scratches landed on him, causing us to stumble. However, he got back up and retaliated with a barrage of attacks. Two rogues fell, and the others fled in a panic. Blade switched places with me, who was staggering with wounds on my chest, back, and arms. I was nearly collapsing to the ground.

one voice sang. “We’re already here,” the other whispered as if in my ear. And the fog began to move. I spun around, instinct taking over, and my glowing hellblade met steel. The clash rang out sharp and shrill, sparks exploding between us, lighting the fog for a split second. The impact numbed my arms all the way to the shoulders, the vibration rattling my teeth. Twin blades. Short, curved, mirror-bright daggers crossed against my sword. As I looked up, my heart froze.

the man said as he grabbed a knife from his side. “I’ll stab you, and I expect you to live, do you understand?” He said to the trembling little boy, “I know you’ll die, but I’m very willing to wait until you try and kill me and my man. I don’t care if you kill us through haunting, or if you miraculously survive. Either way,” he stabbed Michael on his left bicep, and the little boy screamed in pain, “Make sure you never forget my face.” he said as he dropped the bleeding boy on the deck and gestured for his men to leave.

Fighting in human form will be more advantageous than in werewolf form, which means fighting to death. Blade was lost in her thoughts, so she did not notice that Medina attacked her again. Blade has no choice but to attack her again. She was thankful that Medina did not let others intervene. However, Blade already knew she was at a disadvantage with her fight with Medina. The longer the fight gets, the more powerful Medina gets. And Blade could not see most of her attack. She had suffered a lot of injuries, making her speed and attacks dull. But Medina also got a lot of injuries from her, although her attacks were weak. Eventually, Blade's knees weakened and she knelt, Medina kicked her head