Blade Kings Novels & Stories

Apparently, he was seated in the shadows. “Why are you here?” She asked, suddenly wide awake. She heard a clicking sound and the bulbs came up, the unexpected brightness momentarily blinding Rosy. While she was still trying to recover from the sudden glare of the lights overhead, Sergio's got up and placed two items beside her. Her eyes now adjusted to the brilliance of the room, she looked down and saw a military knife, much like the one he had used in slashing her wrist and uncocked gun. He knows and he is here to kill me. He wants me to choose which weaon to use.

CRACK! A sharp slap sent stars bursting behind my eyes. The stinging pain blurred my vision. That's definitely going to leave a mark. I fought to hold back tears. Roric will tear him apart when he sees this. "Bitch!" Blake's mother shrieked, her eyes full of venom. "Who the hell do you think you are? Serving the Alpha King is an honor your pathetic bloodline could never dream of!" She raised her foot to kick me, but Blake's father stopped her.

He kept fighting like he had trained against them his whole life. Roman pinned him down briefly. I was relieved to see him pressing Blake into the dirt. But then Blake twisted his body with impossible strength, and Roman was thrown off like he weighed nothing. I barely had time to process what I was seeing before Blake was in front of me. He wrapped his hand around my throat and lifted me off the ground. I could hardly breathe as I tried to scratch his hands off with my fingers. His face was just a few inches from mine now. “The King wants his queen back,” Blake hissed.

"The Iron Horse in Portland is a biker bar but it's nothing compared to what happens here. The men who drink in this establishment have done things that would give your Portland bikers nightmares." He was testing me and I knew it. Trying to see if I'd back down or admit I was in over my head. But Ivy Blake wouldn't be intimidated by veiled threats. "Then I guess I'll learn something new. I'm not afraid of hard men or hard work." Cain studied my face for a long moment. "You've got attitude. I like that. But attitude only gets you so far when things get real. When someone pulls a knife or decides they don't want to pay their tab, attitude won't keep you safe."

I stopped, noticing the gun he’s pointed at Carl’s head. Blake’s eyes are staring at me with a feral look in them. “You can’t seriously expect me to let that slide, can you? Or are the people in Iron Clad Kings really that weak? Do you want me to accept that as the definition even if I’ve heard it a million times?” He’s fucking insane. I looked at the gun at Carl’s head and then back at Blake. “Let me go.” “Say something else that’s more fun.” This motherfucker… he was going to cause a scene. I knew that. There was only one way to play this game while keeping everything as minimal as possible.

"Diego, starting today, you're assigned as my wife's personal guard. I can't allow her to move around the palace without protection." "Yes, Your Majesty." Diego bowed respectfully. "You may go." Without another word, Diego turned and headed toward Alex and Anna's chambers. Benjamin frowned thoughtfully. "What makes Your Majesty so certain they're involved?" he asked. "Isn't it possible we've made a new enemy?" "Scales." Alex answered without hesitation. "The attacker left a few scales behind." His expression darkened. "They belonged to a young merfolk." Alex let out a long, weary sigh. "I'm going to get some rest."

' Or so he thought they had. "Brother Clad, I have a favor to ask you." "..." Walking towards the inside of the palace, there are no such guards to be seen. As if some of them hide in fear. 'How funny, so this is what the cavalry knights of Voneveir are? Just some bunch of weaklings' "If we ever meet Allan...” Clad halted for a moment. That name he just heard—he despises it more than he ever thought he would. “I mean... The King, I mean..."

Was it the way she spoke to him or the manner she used in addressing Chris with? Jake tried to hold his laughter but failed and let out a chuckle, making Zephyr glare at him. "Oh" Bellona said and sat up as Jake's laugh caught her attention. "You're my knight in shining armor" Zephyr looked confused. He didn't understand what she was talking about. What did she mean? "Not you" She hissed at Zephyr and then pointed at Jake. "You" She smiled. "You were the one that saved me from that baboon right?"

ALEXANDER My father and sister were both pretty fucked-up, but, damn, Blake was sick. Because we had to make do with what was available in the casino, which wasn’t much, Blake had a bunch of his warriors holding the members of the Bois Sombre Pack down while he tortured them. They were both fully naked after being forced into their human forms. Chef’s knives were brought in from the kitchen, and Blake tested each one of them out on the men’s torsos until he figured out which one was the sharpest, their ensuing screams widening his smile, his eyes gleaming.

He pointed at him and said, "Kneel, and I'll spare your life!" Gabe's pupils constricted. He could tell from the way Blake and the others were dressed that they were from the Warrior League, which was an enormous organization. The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became. However, he couldn't kneel in front of hundreds of people! Even if Belinda came personally, he would rather die than kneel in public! "Who do you think you are? Even Madam Dragon wouldn't dare to make me kneel!" Gabe said. He leaped into the air and headed straight for Luke.