Black Blade Kindred Weakness Novels & Stories

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.

He would be expecting another attack after what happened in the forest. And I wasn’t sure if I could take him. Not while my power was still… fractured. Kade’s magic had weakened us all. My strength, my teleportation, my speed—none of it was at its full potential. None of it was what it should have been. Eliana, though… She was untouched by it. She’s the only Moonblood and the only Blackwood left untainted by Kade’s darkness. That was why the elders feared her. And that was why I needed her.

In no time, the dagger was already on my hand, which was covered with thick cloth cover. Silver was considered to be the werewolves' weakness as well as the vampires. It caused us unbearable pain all over our bodies. However, the Bloody Fangs did use the silver dagger to make us get used to the pain. It didn't mean that we were immune, though. We still felt the pain, but it was a bit bearable for us.

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.

"Here's their weakness, process it on your mind. Don't ever forget even just a single words from what I'm going to say, because it will serve as your armor and hope to get them rid off." "A werewolf's main weakness is their vulnerability to silver or any substance containing silver, as they can be killed with a silver knife or bullet. Contact with silver will hurt them. Next is an angel blade to the heart can kill a werewolf." "The Colt and vamptonite has the ability to kill almost anything, it is most likely a weakness to werewolves. Dismemberment, can rip them to shreds." She got up from lying on my leg. She rested her palms on the stretched blanket.

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.