Black Blade Kindred Weakness Novels & Stories

But the closeness between him and this blonde girl made it almost impossible. Xavier noticed the change in his brother's movement and asked the girl to stand up and leave but the blondie refused by saying "He'll be the one to tell me to leave or not". "It's your funeral then" Xavier said and the girl seemed a bit confused for a split second but before she could utter another word, Sebastian looked into her eyes and said "You are going to obey every word I say from now on" and just like that, she nodded her head in agreement. The other girls didn't interfere in what was happening, instead they continued to dance for Enzo and Xavier. "Get up" Sebastian said to the girl and she stood up from hi

And her injuries are supposed to slow her down but she isn't giving up. Just then, Blade Alpha fires at me again, his claws aiming for my throat. I barely sidestep in time, the whoosh of his attack grazing my ear. My wolf howls within me, urging me to finish this, to end him. But how? He’s too strong, his skin is thick to everything we’ve thrown at him so far. Every cut we’ve made heals almost instantly, as if mocking us. “Silver,” a voice whispers in the back of my mind, a faint echo of something I’ve heard before.

I said. "They're weak. But your blood won't kill them. It just weakens them." He said. So I grabbed a large blade out from the back of my pants. It wasn't silver so I didn't have to worry about it hurting me, and I started moving faster than the speed of light, beheading every one of his minions that were on the ground in pain.

He was always so pleased by her speed and ruthlessness in dispatching his elder children, that he doted on her during class. She was unrivaled in hand-to-hand, quicker and more sure-footed than her siblings. She was deadly with small blades as well, and kept one tucked in her boot at all times, just in case any of Killian's cronies took the young Lord at his word and tried to have her quietly dispatched. Not that she ever represented a true threat to either Killian or Reena, she was just as much her mother's daughter as her father's, and it was likely she would be a prey shifter rather than a predator.

I finished off. “We want to know how true this prophecy is.” Jake said, leaning forward on his chair. “The prophecy is ninety nine percent true.” She answered, calmly. “What happened to the remaining one percent?” Jared asked, raising an eyebrow. Although, I was okay with ninety nine percent. It definitely means, I have found my father’s weakness. “It is true that the first child born to Alpha Blackwood, the child’s blood would be lethal to him. But I won’t call it poisonous, more like enough to weaken then Alpha, and give his enemies an upper hand.” She explained.

“Before you go any further, let me tell you something important. He is immortal. No ordinary blade will harm him. And if that weren’t bad enough, he now possesses the body of a werewolf—a formidable one at that.” I leaned back, taking in the gravity of her words before inhaling deeply. “Alright,” I said, my voice steady despite the weight of the conversation. “Here’s what I think: this Darklord—he has a weakness. All beings, no matter how powerful, have one. And that weakness?” I let my gaze travel around the room, finally landing on them with a confident glint in my eyes. “It’s sitting right before your eyes. I know how to lure him in.”

an elderly man with long hair exclaimed in shock. From a distance, another white-haired elder added in astonishment, “Legend says the Dark Spirit Blade must be soaked in human blood for forty-nine days and can only be forged in a place of concentrated resentment!” The crowd gasped collectively. Oscar's collection of sinister weapons was staggering, and many were visibly frightened. A terrifying killing intent flashed through Adrian’s eyes. “Hmph! Despicable!” The Dark Spirit Blade was indeed formidable. Even from a distance, Adrian could feel its malicious energy, as if it could devour his very soul. Oscar was powerful, but thinking he could easily overpower Adrian was a grave mistake.

Truly, this prince is powerful. “He is like a violent wind, unseen in movement, unheard in step. By the time you notice him, your head is already at your feet,” Ismael explained. Kaigan’s eyes widened, and he swallowed hard. “Black vampires with blue blood possess extraordinary abilities. They can live as long as they wish without consuming human blood or flesh, only feeding on animals. They are the most powerful vampire race ever recorded. Because of their unmatched power, they even kill fellow vampires to appear younger,” Ismael added.

I confront my brothers, Tyber, Jaja, and Beard, as they all stand before me with one hand extended, palm open, and their other hand gripping a dagger. I look at Beard, “if what you have told me is the truth. I want the dagger of Eternal Death.” I tell him as I hold my hand out. Licking his lips, he looks at Tyber, then at me, and exhales sharply. “I am a Blood Kindred, and I have used this dagger before, brother. I don't want to hand it over to you, but I'm aware you know the risks of using it.” He says sternly with remorse as he extracts it from the inside of his vest. “Just promise me you won't use it without your mate at your side?”

he hissed, his eyes narrowing with a predatory intensity. As the confrontation unfolded, Ana felt the Blackwood's power pulsing through her, a wild and untamed energy that seemed to respond to the very depth of her desperation. She knew that she had to find a way to protect her son, to keep him safe from those who sought to exploit his connection to the realm.