Blade Novels & Stories

"Spatial shift paired with localized plasma release! You're combining your father's shadow friction with your mother's core burst!" “I put the energy right at the very tip of the blade just before impact.” "Valen," he said proudly, brushing dust from his brow and looking up with starlight-bright eyes at the veteran warrior. "It concentrates the shockwave so it doesn't waste stamina or scatter the force."

At the mention of that name, my jaw tightened. “We should move,” I agreed. Daphne helped Riley lift Bane, and this time Cane carried him. As we started moving toward the border, I walked beside Riley. “That weapon,” I said quietly. “Explain it” She looked at me, and for the first time, I saw something serious in her eyes. “It is called the Null Pulse,” she said. “It sends out silent waves that shut down the nervous system. It works on both humans and any creature of any form. It does not kill immediately, but if the exposure is strong enough, the body fails.”

Then I grabbed my sheath for my waist and inserted my seven inch parkerized blade. “Holy Moon Goddess! You look like you are going to war.” Rory squealed. I laughed at her energy. I look over at Aiden who is looking at me with some emotion I cannot name. The last thing I grab is my Kukri Machete. It’s eight inches long and completely black. There is only a thin silver lining along the edge. It’s great for combat, but I am going to slice through some of the targets. “Okay, I’m ready.”

“It has to be silver!” “Noted,” Zero bit out, firing again. This time, the creature flinched, a sizzling sound erupting from the wound. “Seems they don’t like it up close either!” He was already moving, a blur of motion as he drew a blade from his vest—a blade I now saw was etched with faint, glowing runes. The world erupted into chaos.

Sky He pauses mid-step, turning back toward me with slowness, his cane clutched tightly in his hand. My breath catches as he raises the cane to my neck. The cold tip presses against my skin, sharp and unyielding, making me flinch. Then, with a simple flick of his finger on a hidden button, a blade extends from the end of the cane. The tip now rests against my throat, its edge sharp enough to slice with the slightest pressure.

Each buckle clicked into place like a final word in a prayer I didn’t believe in anymore. Selene handed me one last thing—a thin, smooth blade with a black handle. Her eyes were unreadable. “I made this for you. Silver edge. Bone core. Won’t kill Tristan, but it’ll remind him what pain feels like.” I took it. “Thanks.” “Don’t get cocky,” she said, stepping back. “You die, I’m telling Aria everything. And I mean everything—even that time you cried watching that baby bird fall out of a nest.”

Haris was taken aback when he saw Adrian's attack. He had a deep impression of the Inferno Purgatory. It was this move that told him that Adrian’s weapons were top-notch treasures. As someone from Blade's Reach, Haris had been around weapons since childhood, particularly swords. Adrian's Divine Frost Slayer Blade was the most enigmatic weapon he had ever encountered. It seemed to possess a consciousness of its own, making it extraordinarily mysterious. As for the Hellblade, he deduced from his clashes with Adrian that it was an exceptionally rare and valuable weapon.

And it will be impossible for them to destroy the true enemy - the Beast! John inspected his blades and stroked them, especially admiring the sterling silver engraving that showed up as soon as he held them in his hands. The Blades recognized their Master, their Creator. The engraving on one of the blades read: "Ta - revo" - "I am death." And on the other: "Ve'ol, E'khor!" - "Fear, Beast!" "My blades," Black whispered, still holding his blades in his hands. - How, it turns out, I missed you!

she stammers. "Knife and Dagger, All types of guns, Rifles, I've used a sword once, ooooh a crossbow, basically anything though. I don't discriminate." "O...O...Okay, that's all I need to know. Welcome to RBMS, Miss Collins." "Oh please, call me Ava, oh and might I recommend a job change; You're not cut out for this," I state before I'm dragged by the hancuffs on my wrists and taken out of the room by the guards.

Blake dropped the phone and raised his hands in surrender. Tears fell down Bonnie's cheeks as she shook her head. She couldn't believe what she was hearing on the news. "B-Bonnie, put the knife down, please." "Why? Huh!? Why?" She pointed the knife at her stomach and Blake jumped. "Bonnie! No. Don't you dare!" He yelped jumping back in fear. His hands covered his cheeks in shock. Bonnie shook her head. "H-he ruined my life! For all I know he's paying you!" She sobbed, her grey eyes were darker now. She was raging.