Blade Runner Stories Novels & Stories

Blood darkens his fur. He doesn’t make a sound. The cut doesn’t slow him. I duck under a snapping jaw and roll, coming up on one knee with my second blade already up. I strike again. Deeper. Cleaner. This is familiar. The burn in my arms. The narrowing of my vision. The way the rest of the world drops out when my body remembers what it’s for.

I don’t believe he still is breathing, every corner of the blade I have stricken on him was filled with deadly venom. “Some of them had already returned,” he added, causing my forehead to crumple. “Some? Hadn’t they all returned the other day?” Tyler shrugged and raised his head, looking at me. “Why? Have you already seen Mayari’s platoon?” ‘I didn’t.’ I keep my answer in my head. Great, I’m starting to lose my brain. No more words spouted out of my mouth and helped him polish the remaining blades. All were silent except for the sound of clanging and crashing weapons from the trainees. Not until he initiated a topic.

But I don’t look away. The blade’s still. Silent. Just steel. But in that moment, it felt like more. Like it wanted. I should be scared. Instead, I grin. “Yeah… maybe you’re alive too.” That night, I can’t sleep. I keep replaying it in my head. That flash, that twitch of the sword under my blood. They said stories of ego blades are just tales. Weapons with souls. Hungry steel that chooses its wielder. But maybe… maybe I’ve stumbled onto one.

Disclaimer: This work is a piece of fantasy fiction. All names, characters, businesses, events, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. As a writer, I believe in the power of storytelling to create worlds that allow readers to escape reality and explore their imaginations. Each character and event in this story has been crafted with care, and I hope they resonate with you as much as they do with me.

“Baylee is not Luna of Silverveil. Baylee is Ironclaw’s Luna. She was Ironclaw’s before Collin ever touched her. Everyone here knows it.” He gestured to the crowd like he expected nods. He didn’t get as many as he wanted. Frostfang’s Alpha actually laughed out loud. “Sweetheart,” she said, lounging back on her log and propping her chin on her hand, amused. “I don’t know what fairy tale you think we’ve been living in, but the story I heard was ‘Gunner dumped Baylee for some side piece, Baylee said “eat glass,” walked into Silverveil, burned a demon queen out of the scar, and Collin Hale has been walking around since like someone gave him his heart back.’ So unless you’ve rewritten the last ye

"Hopefully, with all the mistakes you have made and experiences you have, you will be a better parent to your son and our baby. You need urgent rest. I see you falling sick any moment from now. I'm taking you back to the hotel room. We will talk about your son and family later." "There is one more thing you need to know about me." Bryan frowned. "You used to be a stripper, prostitute, kidnapper, drug dealer? I don't care about your past. All that matters is the present and future." "I am Blade." Kim revealed. Bryan comes down from the quad bike. "You are who? Stop this joke, it's not funny. You know how much I hate Blade."

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.

“Why don’t you give it another thought? Your grandpa and grandma who are your eyes and ears have families. They can’t leave their wife and husband and be with you forever. They have to enjoy their old age.” Caddaric realized that Allan had done his homework well. He knew more about him than Caddaric did about Allan. But trusting a criminal was very risky. What if Allan turned against him in the future and brought out secrets? The reason why Blade assassins were born was because of one thing – trust. There was no record of a Blade bodyguard betraying the heir.

"You think a little blue light can rewrite a billion lines of perfect code? You are a writer, Hazel. You should know that some stories have to end in tragedy." "Not this one," I hissed. I pulled the jar out. I didn't try to run anymore. I ran toward him. Bryan raised his hand to strike me, his silver fingers turning into blades. I didn't flinch. I didn't move away. I dived low, sliding under his arm. I reached out and smashed the glass jar against the center of his chest, right where his human heart used to be. The blue butterfly didn't fly away. It turned into a liquid bolt of lightning.

“For your birthday. After that he’ll return to school.” Blade was my younger brother. A twenty year old with very little control over his powers. Unlike me, Blade did not come out as part vampire. He was part wolf, part snake. Not just any snake, mind you. My brother was a Reinio snake. A powerful specie that could easily kill as they had little or no self-control. He was also a demigod because of our father.