Blade And Soul Female Novels & Stories

Someone sang off-key near the barrels. I wove through the crowd, looking for Harrison. Instead, I caught scraps of conversation from a group of warriors. "—took down three rogues before the rest of us even shifted." "The new strongest female warrior. I'm telling you, she's something else." I slowed my steps. The strongest female warrior had always been Valeria — Alpha of the Crimson Fang Pack. They called her The Selene-Blade. People said the Moon Goddess herself had blessed her, and she fought in a terrifying mask — all you could see were her red eyes, glowing. No one had ever beaten her.

"The blue light is getting smaller." "She’s not tired, Pella. She’s looking for the opening," Nomo said, though he wasn't sure if he was lying to the girl or himself. (SOFIA QUISPE’S POINT OF VIEW) Sofia felt the Void-Blade whistle past her ear, the coldness of the weapon sucking the warmth from her skin. She blinked ten feet to the left, but Phuwin was already there, his obsidian sword coming down in a vertical cleave that shattered the floor where she had stood a millisecond before.

Blade gave the key to the woman but instead of getting it from his hands, she just looked at him. "I cannot hold that, you idiot," she said. Blade sighed out of disbelief, he hates her guts but cannot really complain because that only means it will be the end of him. He opened the door and pushed it open showing Kala's back and Solana who is growing weak by the second. Only if she is not too hard-headed then maybe Kala will pardon her. Blade cleared his throat causing Kala to turn his attention in their way. He looked at Blair and behind him is the woman he called for. Kala smirked and walked towards them covering Solana's sight so that she would not see who Kala called for.

"She can’t smell me. Witches don’t have mates. And look at me, Stone. Without the mate bond pull, do you think someone would want me for a mate?" Blade was bigger and bulkier. He stood six feet nine inches compared to Althea’s five feet five inches in height. While the witch’s skin was covered with light runes markings, Blade was covered with tattoos and scars. Only his face was spared from cuts, but every part of his body had been tainted with blood. "I don’t find you or any man attractive, so I’m no help here." He let out a sigh and brushed his hand over his hair. "Do you want her?" I asked.

Her feet lifted from the stone, hair fanned out in moonlight that had no source. The blade burned against her palm—but she didn't let go. Instead, she screamed, not in pain, but in fury. In defiance. In grief. And the blade responded. It lit with a white fire that was colder than ice. Runes spiraled up its length in silver light. The chain between her and Nyros—the false bond tethered to her soul—tightened like a noose as if it felt her growing power. The blade knew her. It had chosen her.

It was as if her body was moving underwater. "Her movements will slow for two breaths! Attack her now!" she heard a sweet, musical voice from a distance. She recognized the voice. It was from that little girl with the Absolute Yin Physique. Her future junior martial sister. Ghost Blade saw one Qing dog swinging a sword towards her neck. Another sword aimed at her heart. A third sword slashed at her waist. She raised her saber to block the attacks... but before she knew it, she saw the world turn red and spin around her.

She said with a sad smile. "That is so sad, well do you want some tea?" The Luna asked. "It would be my pleasure, Luna." She bowed and sat on the couch, the kids are sitting in face of Laura who is smiling at them, Georgia went to helped her mother while Blaze stayed there, staring at the female warrior. "You know Blaze, I can feel that you are going to be my daughter mate." She said with a smile. "How do you know about that?" He said coldly. "Mothers intuitions." She smiles and take out a bracelet from her pocket.

One of the females say. "I don't wan-" before I could finish getting my words out, the female with the silver blade moves quickly, attacking. I quickly lean back, dodging the blade that's aimed for my throat. She continues with her attack, swinging the knife as I dodge it. Grabbing ahold of her wrist as she swings the blade and pushes her away, causing her to stumble back towards the other females who stop her from falling. "I don't want to fight you," I say glaring at the females, but my words fall on deaf ears. The female with the blade goes to attack again but is stopped by a deep growl.

the blade said just then a purple flame ooze out from the blade and gathered forming a jelly being with a purple skin a man. “This you? Sarah was right” Sean said and he threw the blade at him Sean dodged it, now the blade is mindless, Chloe stopped the blade from hitting Sean and she ordered the blade to purge out any remnants of the beast soul in it then more Purple flame started oozing out from it.

First Matthew, then Devon my supposed boyfriend, Cassidy my so-called best friend, Garret my real father, and then Lucy my beautiful mother. You'll be surprised what I have in store for all of you. I looked at my hands and on my left hand are the scars of my demise, slowly I see it open up again, the jagged edges of my skin is fresh, my flesh showing as blood ooze out of my wound. It flowed to my arms and dripped on my white nightgown and onto the floor. But I feel no pain. I feel powerful and nobody can stop me.