Blade's Edge Mountains Novels & Stories

"That's not a patrol. That's a provocation." Something shifted in Darius's expression. "You understand border politics," he said. "I grew up listening to pack elders," I said. "Even omegas hear things when nobody thinks they're worth paying attention to." "The eastern border runs along the Ashfen Mountain pass," he said. "It's the only viable entry point into Obsidian territory from Ashmoor's side. Veil Forest blocks the northern approach and the southern wetlands are impassable in most seasons. If Ashmoor wants Obsidian Keep they have to come through that pass."

Tobias and Nicholas rushed in just in time to see Whitney collapsing to the ground, clutching her injured arm. She held back tears, but the wound was enough to shock them both. "Cordelia, what are you doing?" Tobias' face darkened as he picked Whitney up and walked out without looking back. I was just about to explain, but a sudden, violent shove from the side sent me reeling. Before I could react, the blade in my hand sliced into me. The silver spread instantly through my body, exacerbating the damage. My breathing became labored, my heartbeat erratic as I collapsed to the ground in agony.

The sword known as the treasure of Blade's Reach was destroyed by Adrian. Hansen looked at the shattered Lunar Edge, completely stunned. The next moment, Adrian struck again with the Hellblade, which carried a killing intent that surpassed everything. The attack was about to fall on Hansen's neck.

The sting of tears burned the back of her eyes, and a lump lodged in her throat. To her utter horror and humiliation, she saw Sébastien’s eyes narrow on her face. He came closer, and she feared even moving in case she shattered and fell apart. “What is it, Cassandra? What’s wrong? You seem… edgy.” She shook her head and laughed a bitter laugh. Was he for real right now? “Edgy…?” She’d been on a knife-edge ever since she’d laid eyes on him. Sébastien was standing so close she could smell him. Cassandra tried to control her emotions, but he came closer and the air seemed to swirl headily around them.

He might be able to teach her something. Fantasizing about the look on Markus' face when this news reached him, Liam felt a gradual boost in his mood. He glanced at Markus, who still had that foolish smile plastered across his face, and scoffed in disdain. He should be allowed to keep that smile for a few more days. After that, Liam would see if he could still laugh! ... Silvermist Mountain was located at the border between Riverwood and Amdale. In fact, it wasn't a single mountain, but a mountain range featuring peaks that overlapped one another.

Eldrick’s POV The high pass was a narrow, jagged wound cut into the western flank of the mountain, a place where the wind didn't just howl, it screamed like a dying beast. The snow here was different from the soft powder of the lower valley; it was hard, packed into thick, blue-ice sheets by centuries of freezing pressure, forming treacherous ledges that hung precariously over the thousand-foot drop of the outer crags.

He looked young, maybe early twenties. His face was a contradiction with sharp lines but soft features. High cheekbones, a straight nose, and lips parted in pure shock. Under the dying sunlight, his skin seemed to glow, flawless and smooth. But his eyes were dark and deep, carrying entire storms inside them. In that split second, suspended over the edge, something shifted in me. I didn’t understand why my heart was racing for a stranger. But something about him refused to let me look away. His voice was deep, masculine, and terrifyingly calm. “Let go,” he said.

Best to just get it over with. By sunrise, I followed the scents of my packmates right to the heart of where all three territories merged. In the center of Dalesbloom territory, close to the southern borders but north of the junction of Grandbay and Eastpeak territory, the mountains became jagged and steep. A treacherous canyon carved beneath a mountainside that then rose above the rest of the Gunnison National Forest.

He knows these woods like the back of his hand, and it shows. When we step into a clearing, I'm thankful there are no animals nearby, because I gasp. THe view is beautiful. THe mountains rise up above the tree line topped in snow. It's the most breathtaking sight I've ever seen in person. Axel looks at me first with concern to make sure I'm alright, and then with delight. "I thought views like this only existed on postcards or in magazines," I say in awe, as I look around. If only I had a way to capture this in a photograph or painting, yet , I know I'd never do it justice.

Kael could not take his eyes away from the sky-touching mountain ranges around him. The snowcaps had soared high in the orange sky, touched by the settling sun. He had heard before that these ranges were the borders of Glacia from the southern regions. And although he couldn’t see it, he knew there were highly-fortified walls above the mountains, with fat round towers to keep watch of the border.