Novel & Cerita Blade Kings

No one had ever heard of a third DelValle child. And now, another heir was suddenly being introduced before the entire nation. Naturally, everyone became even more eager. “So, ladies and gentlemen,” Lucas continued confidently, “I want this clearly written in tomorrow’s headlines.” He leaned slightly forward before gesturing toward the family seated beside him. “Starting today, two DelValle brothers—together with our princess’s prince, of course, Darvid Montereal—will stand together in leading this empire.” Lucas turned toward his family and smiled proudly.

With the High Glaives' arrival across the city, the New Kingdom was finally being pushed back as a number of apex variants of the Fang Wraith and Ragnophages attacked the enemy forces tearing them apart without mercy or respite. The demon watched from a distance as Kent’s children were making quick work of the enemy when a bio pod crashed near him. He turned to see Astaroth the newly born Clan Master was leading a party of Blade Masters clearing the path to his progenitor. The Blade masters are similar to their knight cousins in the Dragon-wolf kingdom but they do not rely on technology simply through self-improvement and evolution do they gain strength. With each battle, the Blade masters g

Fortunately, someone shoves me out of their way, breaking me from the spell. I glance sideways to see that it's Landon Kitler – just another person I haven't seen in a while. Clearly, life hasn't been too good to him either. He's mumbling curses beneath his breath, as usual, as he slams open the door of the bar with an aggression that is petrifying. He fails to notice me, as well as the other eyes he's attracted, fearfully watching him. He somehow misses all the people jumping out of the way for him. It's like he's unaware of the power he holds. People are terrified of him.

The whispers immediately turned even louder. Vanessa, who was quietly watching from the side, suddenly stood up and approached Blake. She put on her sweetest smile and said with a voice that was like dripping honey, "Did you come to witness my inauguration?" "I'm Vanessa Baker. L-Lycan King Bluke... please take c-care of me in the future," Vanessa softly said before offering her hand. Blake stared at Vanessa's outstretched hand. Then, he sneered before walking past her and finding a seat to sit down on. The banquet hall turned awkwardly silent. Vanessa's face flushed, appearing a little embarrassed, but she kept smiling.

He thought he had hidden enough, but he couldn't believe that his eyes had accused out. Jame's hands clenched my neck, despite the thin skin peeling off. I made a successful bet. Jame had a love for King David. He's a brave Alpha and will fall in love with another Alpha. Or rather, he's just like me. It's all alpha masquerading, not purebred wolves. I realized this every time the king invaded the territory. James alone is allowed to take care of David. He kicks everyone out. More importantly, every time looks at David, Jame always exudes cheerful pride. It is not the same as the feeling of worshiping the superior.

Blake said, and with a wave of his hand, the head of the smirking man fell to the floor. Fear and hatred were seen in the people around them, not knowing if they would make it out alive or defeat Blake in numbers. Even then, they hesitated until six men in heavy black robes entered and unsheathed their swords with a broad blade known as Takoba Sword. “Still not enough?” Blake said, and with a flick of his hand, the swords that were ready to cleave through him split, and the top of the swords clanged on the wooden floor along with all their heads with their bodied following, making a thumping sound through the building.

“Either way, it looks like you’ll be staying with us for a while longer yet.” “That man... The one with dark hair who was sitting at the end of the table. He knows who I am.” Ethan runs a hand over his full lips, then leans back in his chair. “Aye. I think so too.” “Who is he?” His expression darkens. “His name is Blake. He’s the most dangerous male in the Kingdom of Wolves, and he has the power to either help us, or destroy us. There’s a feast tonight. I’ll speak with him then. And I need you to come with me.”

The memories of the borderlands, the hunts, the bloodshed—they all blurred into the background. Only the blade remained. Steel. Control. Focus. He spun the sword once and brought it down in a clean strike that would have split a skull from crown to jaw. The sound echoed softly across the courtyard. Then— “You train early.” The voice came from behind him. Deep. Smooth. Ancient. Adrian froze instantly. His instincts reacted before his thoughts did. He turned and dropped to one knee. “My king.” King Vaelreth stood near the entrance of the courtyard, his dark cloak stirring slightly in the cold morning wind.

BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.

And today was just a simple welcome banquet, offering almost nothing in the way of advantage. I wondered silently what Blake had come for, but I kept a polite smile on my face and took my glass as I walked toward him. Officially, he was the Alpha of the Nyctilux Pack. Personally, he was Aria's brother. I couldn't afford to be careless. I raised my glass to him, keeping my tone measured and showing just the right amount of surprise. "I didn't expect to see you here tonight, Mr. Lancaster," Blake arched a brow. "I had an invitation. Am I not welcome, Ms. Kingsley?"