Blade Villains Novels & Stories

He cooed, "Look, I could have had you arrested for having a hand in my fiancée's murder, couldn't I? I didn't do that because, I am a decent man and I like to take care of my own business." He pulled onto my lower lips with his gloved hand, causing me to yelp. It was painful, but I chose not to give him the pleasure. Monsters like him fed on pain. "I thought it would be great to let you know that why you are facing me right now," He grinned evilly as he pulled out a file from his inner suit pocket with his free hand, "Yes, you didn't have any perceptible influence on my precious fiancée's flailing, but I did find a reason."

"I don't believe it. Tell him to come to the phone!" Sheldon knew just how dangerous Blade was. He was far more skillful and ruthless than the Four Fighters, and Sheldon refused to believe that Blade would actually lose to Damian in a fight. "Alright, be a good dog and bark for your owner," Damian said, holding the phone speaker to Blade's mouth. "Mr. Hoover, I've been defeated. Please tell my master that Damian is not to be underestimated!" "Blade? Blade!" Sheldon exclaimed, his heart sinking to the pit of his stomach.

Lional went to the side to make a phone call. "Alright, alright, thank you so much for your help this time. Once it's done, I'll make sure to reward you generously!" It was easy to tell from his excitement that the other party had already agreed. Kingsvale's garrison headquarters was home to two top detective experts. They were known as Ghost Blade and Venome. The two were not only colleagues but also a married couple. Ghost Blade learned an entire set of poisoning techniques from his wife, combining the strengths of both their skills into one.

Ariana was petrified but Caddaric held her close to his chest with one arm and with just the other arm without using his legs or any weapon whatsoever, the three bodyguards lay unconscious on the floor. People were horrified and began to take a closer look. Before they confirmed his identity, the manager of the club exclaimed, “Mr. Blade, I’m sorry for everything.” He had seen everything on the CCTV footage and quickly came over to put things in perspective. Caddaric had informed him that he was coming over, for which reason he waited at his office but he didn’t expect to see Caddaric at the bar. He never liked such places. Just hearing the name Blade, the rich guys began to move fearfully a

Then his dark smoke that he was emitting could be formed into bat wings but it was more a toxic malice that lure every fallen rogue around him. “It's time for me to feed.” Vladimir lowly whispered in his cold and dark voice which made some of the fallen rogues quiver in fear and started running away. As they run away they could not get far because the great fallen rogue was lurking around the shadow and watching how Vladimir will handle his fallen side as a blood prince of the Milano clan. “Why don’t you help?” Vladimir asked through their private mind link. ‘Well, I’m still gonna report your status to them. So better not to lose too much control or else, I’ll be forced to put you down.’

Shylah approached and lifted Black Blade's shirt. Howard's gaze fell on the chest, where a dark palm imprint stood out against the skin, the area around it a sinister shade of red. "Hm?" Howard's eyebrows knitted together at the sight. "Sir, can you make out what this is—" Shylah turned to Howard. "The Ink Demon Palm," Howard interrupted her with a heavy tone. "What!?" Shylah gasped. "Sir, are you saying that Black Blade was attacked by the Dark Shady Cartel?"

One by one the others came. Vega, Tide, Lynx, Caden… killers in different skins, some still part of the Vow, the others from top organizations like the Vow. They weren’t friends. They were weapons that knew how to aim, the best of the best and Blade has selected them over the years. He knew them more than they knew themselves, he trusted them with his life too. And he trusted that they would answer to him, because he had skillfully won their trust and loyalty over the years.

I said and killed the rest, immediately shooting at them at their foreheads. I could see shocked faces from the three most feared men. "Ires, kill all his men who are outside," Ivy said. Immediately, she said that we heard people crying outside. "Who the hell is attacking us?" We can see anyone or anything! "Should I kill all of them?" Ire asked. "Yes," Ivy said. "My men are also out there," Vincenzo said. "Shit! I forgot. Ire, kill of the men other than the Italian Mafia men. You can differentiate them with their tattoos, right?" She asked.

Hellcat was using knives because she was practically perfect in using it just like Scar who was using knives too. Her nails are typically long and dangerous since it consist of ten different poisonous substance.....but she mostly use it on their victims. Though they all use guns too. Blaze was using the weightlift on his own. Venom was busy resting on a Massage table. Just then onyx came in breathing heavily... "Why are you just coming, Late comer!" Venom asked raising his head. "Gosh!" Onyx exclaimed. "Let him be vee, he's always late!" Blaze chirped in.

Blake taunted. Alright! This has gone on long enough, "He is Black Wing." "What?" "Yeah, Blake, the one you are taunting right now is a former fighter of Clover Field that went under the alias Black Wing. Sounds familiar?" at least that shut him up. "I understand your unmentioned hatred toward Mafias, and rightly so. But they are different. They are more like us than you think."