Black Sword Alliance Novels & Stories

He looked at the blood on his thumb, then at me. "I don't need a surrogate who cowers in the corner while my house is breached," he said, his voice dropping to a predatory crawl. "If Silas Blackwood wants to send his Harvesters into my nursery, I want them to find something they didn't prepare for." He stood and walked toward me. The Silver Threads on my neck were burning now, a brilliant violet light that washed out the red emergency strobes. The Sovereign engine roared in my ears, the pressure in my chest begging for a target.

Leia's POV The battle at Bluewood Pack had raged since the barrier fell, and I had been at the forefront, my magic wave relentlessly decimating the Shadow Wraiths and Minotaurs. The shadowy monsters were formidable, but my magic was unyielding. Our pack's formidable leader, Kai, urged our soldiers to pour their hearts into the fight. By my side, Beta Hollie and Gamma Shawn displayed unparalleled bravery, battling the darkness with everything they had. I found myself face-to-face with a Shadow Wraith. Unfazed, I shielded myself with magic and counterattacked, ripping it apart with my spear.

Chapter 6: The Gates of Deadwood The heavy iron gates of the Obsidian Court groaned under the weight of a thousand snarling wolves. From the top of the castle’s stone battlements, the view was terrifying. The dense tree line of the Deadwood Forest had been chopped away by the southern alliance. Standing in perfect, brutal military formation were the warriors of four different packs. At the vanguard stood Alpha Colton, his eyes bloodshot, wearing heavy silver-plated battle armor. Beside him were three older Alphas, their faces grim and eager for blood.

"You have no allies. The Bone King has taken your daughter. The Blackwood Alpha is a traitor. You are defending a tomb." "I am defending the North," I corrected him. "And as for allies? Look behind me." I signaled the technician to tilt the drone’s camera. Behind me, the entire city was glowing. Every window, every spire, every warrior was bathed in a unified silver light. Killian stood at the front of the line, his charcoal wolf form towering over the gates, surrounded by thousands of Blackwood defectors and Northern Frost-Guard. "The North doesn't have a tomb, Elder," I said. "We have a throne. And if you want it, you’ll have to come and take it from the Silver Queen."

The trees whispered with an unnatural wind, bending low as if bowing to something ancient and unseen. Veyra stood at the center of it all, the stoneblade strapped against her back, its weight both a comfort and a burden. It pulsed in rhythm with the Moon above, as if recognizing the gravity of what was about to unfold. Around her, the members of the Moonfang and Nightveil packs—now united in a fragile alliance—gathered in solemn rows. Some wore ceremonial garb woven with black and silver threads; others came armored, prepared for war, their faces grim.

he said. “Other packs. Five of them. Flying your colors.” I frowned. “My colors?” Rian grinned. “The silver wolf, Alpha. They saw what we did. They want in.” I looked at Kael and Kade. Kael shrugged. “Looks like you’re an Alpha now.” Kade extended his hand. “Welcome to the Blackwood Alliance, Aria.” I took it. For the first time in my life, I wasn’t alone.

The ally remained silent, surveying the terrain with an almost supernatural awareness. Without warning, the first wave of shadows struck. They moved faster than human perception could track, emerging from the mist like specters. Adrian swung his sword in a precise arc, cutting down two attackers before they could land. Elena loosed an arrow that pierced a shadow midair. Marcus intercepted two more from a flanking route, knives flashing with lethal precision. The ally struck silently, neutralizing multiple threats before they could advance.

Ignoring the looks of horror right under him as he looked downward, Caleb raised the Guardian high up in the air and swung it downward again! World Burial Sword, Third Style—Skybreaker! Boom! The huge, bulky greatsword shone dazzlingly as it unleashed a shockwave that could destroy the world! The Alliance, Danmarch, and Nistral youths all felt as if a mountain was dropped on their heads, the terrible shockwave from the sword reducing their bodies to puffs of bloody mists instantly!

My fingers are on my chin as I crouched and looked at it. The cover or the sheath was silver with a few pints of gold, I don't understand the engravings etched on it. Because of my curiosity, I held it and released it from its sheath. Unlike other sword, its blade was bluish and silver, the handle was wood in color and the cover was glass. It was not as heavy as it look. I lifted it up and swayed it... Imagining I was a samurai fighting some bad guys. I chuckled.

“Look, the defensive shield on the skeleton king is gone now!” yelled Luna. “This is a good opportunity!” Without any hesitation, Alex immediately maneuvered the three Dragon Bone Swords and shot them at the skeleton king. “Meow!” At the same time, the white cat let out a stern cry once again. Poof! Poof! Poof! The Sword of the Universe, the Blade of Seven Death and the Breaking Point all shot into the body of the skeleton king at once. The lightning attributed spiritual power on them exploded in a split second, creaking on the skeleton king’s body.