Black Blade Kindred Weakness Novels & Stories

someone screams. But Jamie's not attacking. She's using Elena's size against her. Runs under her. Between her legs. Too small and fast to catch. Gets behind her. Where the neck meets the shoulder. The weak point Meredith showed her. Dragon bone blade raised. One shot. One chance. She jumps. Higher than human should. Dragon magic enhancing. The blade drives into the weak point. Deep. Through scales. Through crystallized essence. Elena roars. Not pain. Shock. "How... that's impossible..." She shifts back to human. The blade still embedded.

I snarled, pushing harder, but Darius held firm, his muscles straining but unyielding. *Too weak,* he barked as mana flooded into his free paw, his claws gleaming a wicked black as they slashed into my ribs with the force of a freight train. Pain exploded through my side, but I barely registered it—the bloodlust ascendancy numbed the pain, though the damage was still done.

“For your birthday. After that he’ll return to school.” Blade was my younger brother. A twenty year old with very little control over his powers. Unlike me, Blade did not come out as part vampire. He was part wolf, part snake. Not just any snake, mind you. My brother was a Reinio snake. A powerful specie that could easily kill as they had little or no self-control. He was also a demigod because of our father.

What she had just seen was a vision of the same person who had killed her aunt and her family back at Old-Vine Town and she had thought that he belonged with him which was the reason for her sudden attack. Sage dodged and dodged, not wanting to fight back so he won’t cause her any harm, but Kyra was too fast for him, so fast that he wondered the kind of her ability. He already heard that the one who has the black blood are more powerful than any other vampire and he didn’t know what he had done to make her furious like this.

The shiny blade lies nearby, among cans, garbage bags, half-empty beer bottles, the banana skin lay in one strip in the middle of the blade, slightly smeared on it with its rotting flesh. - Get the damn thing! The werewolf was breathing heavily, looking askance, his shoulder ached brutally. Silver caused an allergic reaction in any werewolf when they were in animal form . Subtle ties with dark energy were broken . Such wounds healed for a long time and could kill if they damage vital organs.

They were using it to their advantage. “Back to the blade.” Kael continued. “The blade doesn't just cut, it corrupts. An injury caused by this blade doesn't heal, as werewolves it's strong enough to take away our healing abilities. It seeps darkness like a poison into our bloodstream,this causes black veins to start to spread from the wound. It weakens the victim until they either die slowly or painfully fast.” Ava reached out hesitantly and hovered over the weapon, making me tense. “This is what was used on the werewolves from the care attack. That's why they aren't healing.”

"Now I know it works." The Blackbone blade is an old Woods family heirloom. My grandmother gave it to me on her deathbed, revealing that one of our ancestors had taken it from a defeated clan of witches. The Blackbone blade has the ability to drain the power of anyone it cuts. It steals life and energy, and as Karl's wounds grow brighter I know he isn't long for this world. It's a shame I had to use this on him. Now he'll die like all the pigeons and foxes I slashed when I was younger.

Gasps echoed through the crowd, faces paling at the sight of Blaze's blood. "You may think you're a god," Rendok sneered, his face twisted with satisfaction. "But even gods have weaknesses. The most powerful werewolves from the royal family are not immune to silver, and you're no different." Blaze smirked, his eyes narrowing with a cold, lethal amusement. "You really don't learn, do you?" With a sudden, vicious twist, Blaze grabbed Rendok's arm, shattering the bone with a sickening crunch. Rendok screamed in agony, his face contorted in pain.

This was no ordinary encounter; I was being ambushed by the infamous Red Fang Pack. A surge of adrenaline coursed through me, sharpening my senses and heightening my awareness. My injured arm throbbed, a constant reminder of my vulnerability, but I refused to let it deter me. I positioned myself protectively in front of her, shielding her from the approaching threat, my eyes locked onto the crimson-eyed Lycan.

for the time being, all of us now is trying to familiarize ourselves to our newfound strength but some of us are having a problem just like Christian and Kaye, both of them has a powerful skill but with pre-condition Christian can summon a skeleton but he should have at least 1dark crystal so that he can use his skill luckily Phil collect some of this dark crystal from the defeated zombies while Kaye condition to using her skill is eyeglasses but the problem is if she lost or the eyeglasses destroyed she can't do anything and just run away or worst let the zombie ate her alive