Blade: Trinity Hannibal King の小説・ストーリー

The silver threads in her long, ash-white hair glimmered under the muted light, and when she lifted her gaze again, her eyes locked onto mine with a force that rooted me in place. "I must confess, child," her voice trembled, "when I saw the King's broadcast, when word spread through the covens that he had found his mate... I doubted. We all doubted the image of you." She pressed her lips together. "But now... now that I stand before you, I know without question. You are not merely his mate... You truly are Aeryna's incarnate." The name split through me like lightning, a jolt that lit up every dark, hidden corner of my being. My pulse thrummed so violently in my ears that I almost missed the

“I held this pack together! Me! I dealt with the spies, the plague, the panic … I made the decisions no one else would make, to keep these people alive! And this is the thanks I get?” “You hold nothing here.” Blade’s voice could have cut stone. “You are not Luna. You are not regent. You are a guest at my table who decided, the moment my back was turned, to play at a power that was never yours. You put a noose on my knight. You terrorized my household.” His eyes flicked to me, to Adele clutched against my side, and something murderous moved through them. “You dragged my daughter and her family back here like criminals. On whose authority, Tanya? Whose?”

“While they were wrestling, he shifted into Harlan. He did not know about me and Harlan’s connection and so I explained it to him and then I ripped his heart out.” The Queen gasps, the King looks at me proud and I could not bring myself to look at Blake, I kept thinking he was repulsed by me.

Harry said in a corrective tone. "Fine, but that's not the point. Blade is back to Haven and I know that his performance at the party was just a tip of the iceberg." Dexter said, sweating profusely. "Is that why you've got yourself all worked up?" Harry asked, looking confused. "Isn't that enough reason?" "No, it isn't." Harry said. "You're an Alpha. If you can't take care of Blade, then we are all vulnerable. The whole pack and Haven itself is relying on you, you can't be here killing yourself before you even confront Blade."

“No wonder that name sounded familiar.” I opened my phone and checked the contract displayed on the screen. Oh my Lord. The first mission was to kill Suzanne Balis. The very woman responsible for the deaths of four Luna candidates. “She is in charge of everything?” I asked slowly. " And His Majesty loves her?" “Yes,” the servant answered. “For some reason His Majesty is unable to reject her.” She hesitated briefly. “And… she is the only woman who shares His Majesty’s bed.” “Then what about the rumors that the Lunas die after sharing his bed?”

I didn’t ask for it. When he finished, I leaned back against the ridge and said, “What’s your name?” “Rylan.” “Your full name.” I demanded. “Rylan Stormblade.” I blinked, iknew that name. Stormblade was a bloodline that vanished two decades ago—after a rogue Luna poisoned an entire council during a mate-claim trial. “You’re supposed to be dead.” He smirked. “So are you.” We sat in silence for a long moment. Then he said, “They weren’t just trying to destroy your bond. They were using you as a vessel.”

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.

“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.

“I–fuck, I don’t know how to even begin to answer that–” “Soren, that’s enough,” Blake says from the archway then turns to Ryatt, Evander within sight in the room behind them. “Soren and I have been working together for the past five years, moving Hannibal’s marks into hiding and killing anyone working with him against the Allied Kingdoms.” Kenna gasps, whirling, but Ryatt just… stares at him. “Soren is what the media calls the Blade. He was the Spider’s assassin, but I turned him to our side. We have Hannibal exactly where we need him now. It’s time to act.”

He says glaring up at me as I struggle to get out his hold, but can't. Suddenly blood starts to drip from his mouth. I look down to see long sharp black claws, attached to a large, bloody, leathery, black clawed hand, coming through the alpha king's stomach. The alpha king let go, dropping me to the ground. I watch as Blake pulls his bloody hand from the alpha king's body. The alpha king drops down to his knees, leaning over. I watch as the big hole from his stomach to his back starts to slowly heal. Blake shifts back, breathing heavily as he glares down at the alpha king. Not giving him time to completely heal, Blake grabs both sides of his head and twist, snapping his neck. He twists again