Blade Fanart Novels & Stories

Zane asked curiously as he joined them. “It’s for Blake, not you!” She rolled her eyes. “It’s Unseen Panorama. The artist who made that painting of you. I think we might finally be able to have her officially in the company. She’s agreed to make the complete painting but would need time since she’s got a busy life.” She explained.

For a time! The temperature in the sky seemed to have risen several times at this moment! "Let's attack together!" "We must kill Zephyr Khan in one fell swoop!" A trace of icy coldness flashed past the depths of Song Shuihan's eyes as the fan in his hand transformed into numerous wind blades that erupted with an extremely shocking force of slaughter, and it shook the surrounding space to the point of whistling. His feather fan was called the Astral Wind Fan. It had already reached the level of a Secondary Divine Artifact and could release extremely sharp wind blades. Its power could be said to be world shocking.

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Thor smiled and Erric was almost sure he felt pity for the runaway girl, feeding his self-conceit. The Café was the hotel’s place for those who want to relax over a variety of drinks. The seats were full and most tables were still waiting for their beverages. “I meant we would like some drinks real quick.” None of the ladies spoke. They all just nodded their heads like obedient pets. “Play it as I do. Only flirt when beneficial.” Thor went to sit on the rattan bench behind Erric, taking his phone and using it as if it’s his. Erric doesn’t mind anymore whenever his brothers did that. They’re persistent on making him a player even online, sending all the flirtatious replies in Erric’s name.

A few minutes later… The door opened. I thought it was Alpha Kyo—until I heard Kael’s voice. “So I just heard from the doctor that you can’t see. What a lowless girl… blind now.” “I, Kael Blackmoon, Alpha of the Blackmoon Pack, reject you, Nyx James, as my mate and Luna of this pack. May the Moon Goddess sever this mistaken bond between us,” he said. I groaned, clutching my chest, a knife-stabbing pain slicing excruciatingly slow, like someone using a blunt knife to cut open my heart.

After being blown away by Skystorm’s wind, Matthew regained his footing and was met with the big lizardman, Bilgrae Scarlett. Bilgrae had a smirk on his face. Matthew stood up and faced Bilgrae, but his eyes were not on him. Matthew’s eyes fell on Falynx in the far distance. “Are you still concerned about that monster?” Bilgrae asked with his deep voice. Matthew looked at Bilgrae now. “It’s hard to know which one is the monster here.”

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

The secret panel slid back out under my hand. The hellblades glowed before I even touched them, still reacting to Aziz unsettling presence, like sudden heartbeats of red. I lifted them free, one crescent for Eren, one for Pelin. “Take these,” I said. “Keep them on you wherever you go. Neither of you have what I have.” “What do you have?” Pelin asked softly. “Aziz,” I said. It tasted like a confession and a curse. The blades warmed their hands. Red bled into their eyes for a second, quick and eerie. Eren whistled under his breath. “They’re so glowy.”

"We've come to discuss the Twin Blades. They're powerful artifacts. They belong to the realm, not to any one person." Kael met her eyes. "They're not artifacts. They're symbols. They represent the bond between two people who chose each other over fear." Vara's smile faltered. "That's a convenient narrative." "It's the truth." The hall fell silent. Kael stepped forward. "I'm not going to give you the Twin Blades. Because they're not mine to give. They belong to the story. To the hope. To the belief that we can be better than we were."

I shut my eyes closed and hope for the next couple of lyrics to end quickly. "A lot more of Eela in our lives, a little bit of J-Dawg by our sides, a little bit of FeeBee is all we need, a little less of White Boy's what we wanna see, a little bit of Blubber burning in the sun, a little bit of BoyBand crying all night long, a little bit of Simo, where are you, a little bit of them makes us so cool!"