Blade Transformer Novels & Stories

Shame this was evening happening to me. Unfortunatly, Damon moved to stand beside Ethan. “These are Twisted Blade push daggers. A tri-edge blade that spirals. Also known as a cyclone blade. They insure maximum damage with little effort. When used correctly, it will increase our killing effectiveness by 10%. Your opposite will bleed out before their wolf will be able to heal them.”

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.

I grounded out. Thorne shook his head. “You claim you want to protect Lyra, then you must know that the blade is made specifically for her. It doesn't matter what you believe. It is real.” I rubbed a hand over my face and rolled my eyes. “Fine. Let's say that blade is what they say it is; I still won't sacrifice Lyra to keep myself safe.” “She is a Chimera,” Thorne bellowed. “She is a creature of the ancient. You have no idea the kind of powers she wields.”

Victoria shook her head. Cowboys were fine with wrestling bulls and heifers down, hit them with brands and all that tough cowpoke stuff but they were too scared to lasso a woman? Sheesh. She tiptoed forward and she could hear that familiar snore from her sister. She put the rope over her own arm and then tapped her watch, so it would light up. Breen stood a couple of feet away, looking nervous.

No one present—not the three bewildered thugs, nor the whimpering leader, Blade—had clearly seen the move. Skylar Vance’s hand, small and delicate, looked utterly frail, yet it had crushed the muscle and bone of Blade’s thick forearm with casual ease. The sound of splintering bone was relentless, a horrifying, staccato crack-crack-crack that merged sickeningly with Blade’s uncontrollable, animalistic shrieks. Under the weak, sputtering light bulb, the scene was an absolute nightmare.

“To create viable evidence.” “No,” I shake my head. This is a custom-made, one of a kind blade with only two others in circulation and he expects me to just leave it here? A two thousand one hundred dollar blade? No way, I would rather do time and snuggle it in. “I’m not leaving it here.” I tell him, “Use yours.” “Mine is a different make, Ale.” Alessio sighs. “How the hell did you even get that one?” I shrug, “I know a guy.”

I so deeply loved my people. Renewed, I scurried back to the workroom, distributing sandwiches and coffee. Alex was hunched over the book, only his attention was not focused on a page, but rather the back cover. He felt carefully along the seam of the leather bound book, tracing the line where the paper met cover, as if he was looking for a weak spot. In his hand rested a small blade, and he raised it after a few moments. He stuck his tongue out slightly between his lips in concentration, his curly hair flopping down and brushing against the page as he sliced it open with surgical precision. He peeled back the canvas layer of the inner cover and sighed in relief, pulling out a piece of folde

The lights merged. A new symbol appeared. A circle divided into three equal parts. The First Blade returned to Ariana's hand. Its blade had changed. It was no longer silver, it carried all three lights. Ariana looked at it. "What is it now?" The Keeper answered. "The Balance Blade." Kael smiled. "That sounds important." "It is." The Keeper looked toward the darkness beyond the chamber. "With that blade, Ariana can repair the Veil." Ariana lifted it. "Then let's do it."

"Selena put up with you for ten years. You think she'll let you walk over her forever? Is this how your dad raised you?" "Nobody raised me!" he shouted defiantly. "I ended up like this because of Selena and you!" Lauren hit him again, furious. I stepped in to pull her away, afraid the situation would escalate. But she stood her ground, her voice thick with disappointment. "I don't owe you, and neither does Selena. Your dad does. I worked hard to keep our family together, but he ruined it. You have the nerve to blame me, who nurtured you and got betrayed."

Leonard’s movements were minute, but in an instant, ten-bladed energy shot out towards Zephyr. The ten-bladed energy was a force to be reckoned with and left no room for doubt. This attack did not intend on leaving any survivors. Witnessing this, Zephyr thought it was an overkill and could not help but give out a cold scoff.