Black Blade Kindred Weakness Novels & Stories

“Mount healers are blessed. They're the descents of the Goddesses, and yet— men like you couldn't accept it. You fear for power. You're the slave of your ego!” His lips twitched to a cold smirk. “Thus, brought us together, again, isn't it, my queen?” His words rolled with sheer mockery. “You will never succeed.” My mother raised her hand— but her magic faltered. Pregnancy weakened her, drained her reserves. And Vladimir knew it. He knew her weak moments. The blade came swiftly… Forged of pure silver and laced with wolfsbane, it cut through her defenses with horrifying ease. She gasped as it struck, collapsing to the floor, blood blooming across her gown.

Blake asked as they ate their dinner "Because you are LATENT, that means your claws are small, it can hardly scratch wolves so you need swords" he answered. He taught Blake to use two swords and he has become very good at it. Blake was now lightning fast, he now ten times faster and stronger than any Alpha he could think of.

Blade is way stronger than her and she can't win over him if she's just a normal werewolf. "Both of you! Stop it!" I shouted but they seem to not hear anything and just continue what they're doing without even minding me. Fuck it! Are they really serious about killing each other without even considering how I'll feel and without even thinking that I'll be more miserable if one of them will die? I can't handle that! I am already weak as I am and losing both of them will just make me lose my mind.

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

Worst, it seemed that their numbers were infinite. Blade started moving. In a blink of an eye, the tides turned in their favor. He finally moved and killed our allies one by one. Sometimes he killed two or three at the same time. Blood covered his whole body. He is still in his human form. His eyes bore vengeance and lust for murder. He kills as though he was only dancing to the beat of the music. Truly, he is one powerful wolf. I glanced at our allies. I witnessed them die one by one.

Bloodblade's muscles coiled like springs, and he lunged forward with the ferocity of a released arrow. The blade came crashing down as all eyes watched, wide with anticipation. Crash! Forces clashed, and Alexander caught the blade effortlessly with his right hand, then glowing with pure, untainted energy, unscathed. "What?!" The crowd was stunned, their minds reeling from the impossible sight. The Krells' mightiest, the ruthless Bloodblade, had his fearsome strike easily deflected. "You're pathetically weak!" Alexander declared. Then, with a swift motion, he slapped the flat of the blade, shattering it into worthless metal.

What a versatile prick. With a ripping sound, the threads in his hand flowed with his movements. They pulled at Rey's limp body, instantly cutting her and the coffin into two. "Rey! No!" I let out a heart-wrenched roar. Kindred had a powerful self-healing ability. Sometimes, we could come back to life even if we were cut into pieces. But now, Rey's ability was diminished due to the inhumane torture she had suffered at the hands of Rupert. I knew very well that she could never recover. Rupert killed an innocent Kindred. Intense emotions heated my blood. I used a lot of strength to heal the terrifying wound on my chest but kept coughing with blood oozing from my mouth. I barely had any strengt

“Those who are weak must be purged from this world because they never survive,” A moment of silence was observed as I whispered my last prayers to the moon goddess. “Your eyes…..I don't like them,” he commented, “They show too much of your weakness as an omega,” His hands glided over my face, slow and deliberate, until his thumbs pressed firmly against my eye sockets. “No—please, no… no…” My screams tore through the air, raw and desperate, just as Torian’s claws pierced merciless—driving into my eyes while I thrashed helplessly.

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.