Blades Of Glory Streaming Novels & Stories

Nico sat at the center of the elite table on the raised platform—Elara and Liora on either side (legs still draped over his lap under the table), Ravenna and Seraphina across from him (hands linked openly), Celeste and Remy flanking the group like silent sentinels. The Fang feed was already exploding—millions of views on the live stream titled **#BludHeavenDance – Queens Claim #1 Human in Public**. Comments scrolled in real time: - “They’re not even hiding it anymore 😭” - “Matching wristbands? Matching OUTFITS? This is endgame.” - “Darius is somewhere losing his mind rn.” - “Protect Nico at all costs.” Then—midway through the first slow song—something shifted.

The second I cracked it open, Maya barged in like a hurricane 4’11 of pure chaos, her red haired changed brightened the ambience in seconds, Maya is like a bowl of fire crackers and unfiltered mouth. Behind her trailed two more Storm teammates, Lena and Priya, carrying grocery bags and gossip. “Surprise housewarming.” Maya yelled. Then froze when she spotted Declan standing there shirtless, with sweatpants low on his hips. “What the actual fuck.” Priya dropped her bag. “Is that… Declan Shaw? Captain of the Blades? In your apartment? Half-naked?” Lena already had her phone out. “I’m live streaming this. The group chat needs to see..”

Derek smiled in the video and asked Jaime, “You really are not giving him the miracle drug?” Jaime narrowed her eyes, looking unconcerned. “Not taking it will not kill her right away. Joseph Sheldon and his useless mother always act pitiful to get my attention. I want to see how long they can pretend.” Their laughter almost crushed the last bit of reason I had. When I was taken to the hospital, the doctor said my broken arm and infected wound had almost reached the point of no return. After a month in a coma, the doctor told me they had detected leukemia in my body.

Chapter 1 little-angel POV. The funeral of the alpha of the Moonlit Claws pack had ended just a few days before. Life was slowly trickling back to normal, the hush of grief giving way to the anticipation of the upcoming ceremony. "The Shadowboom Unveiling", that sacred rite where the Moongoddess would designate the new alpha and show us our mates for under 18. I was joined by two of my childhood friends, Sunshine and Sunrise, as we made our way towards the apple groves .

After looking down, Grandmaster Glen noticed that it was an odd-looking long sword. It pierced right through his heart. “You… You are…” Grandmaster Glen had a look of disbelief. He seemed to have recognized something. However, due to his damaged heart, he very quickly fell flat to the ground. Although he felt remorseful, there would be no undoing of his mistake. Alex Rockefeller waved his hand. The sword in Grandmaster Glen’s heart returned to Alex’s hand. This was the Seven Blades of Death Alex had earlier unlocked from the Dragon’s Bane of Thirty-Six!

He braced them on the ground, and the countless swords beneath his feet were sucked up, instantly turning them red. “These are the heirs to Blade Hero’s legacy? “That’s nothing.” With that said, the Reverend sent his palms flying at Tyr and the man in white. Hundreds of swords began to shoot at the duo, who could only use the Heavenly Conquering Blade and the Sword of Grace to swat them away. “Sweeping Army.” Tyr slashed his sword with a resounding roar. Then, the frightening glint of the sword shot out and instantaneously sent the swords crashing.

With extreme fear, Delilah shook her head vigorously as she pleaded, "Tristan, it's me, Lila! What are you…" A scream echoed through the air as he slapped her harshly across the face. He inserted the dagger between her thighs, his tone frosty as he asked, "Was this what you did to my child?" With each word Tristan spoke, his voice grew quieter. Soon, all that could be heard were Delilah's faint gasps. The live stream flickered with static, but the ban still hadn't been enforced. I felt a chill down my spine as I met his eyes on-screen.

Julius and I stepped closer without thinking, drawn by the sudden shift in his face. Close enough to read it with him. “Your data on the phone has been recovered. You can come over now if you’re free.” — Data Recovery Specialist. Blade stared at the screen, then looked up at us, eyes red and tired. “I guess… it’s finally time,” Blade said quietly, his voice no longer shaking with denial but heavy with acceptance. “Time I stand with my brothers and face this monster.” He looked up at us, eyes still red but clearer now.

His Six Streams Blade was invincible. Gloom was curious to see how the Yada’s Six Streams Blade compared to the Cadens’ Thirteen Heavenly Swords. He observed the situation in anticipation. James stood on a branch of a tree and looked at Legend not too far away from him. Then, he made a welcoming gesture and said, “Come on, you should strike while you have the opportunity to do so.” “Hmph! How impudent!” Though Legend had seen arrogant people before, this was the first time he met someone as haughty as James.

I could not refuse it anymore! The heat in the room became even greater. Blade could not handle it anymore. A tiny moan flew from her mouth as she spread her legs to give Lorcan more access. Lorcan chuckled. "Shut up, bastard. Just do your damn duties..." Blade sank her head onto his neck as his fingers got violent. She bit her shoulder to suppress her moan. Blade completely submitted to him. Before she released her juices, Lorcan knelt and ate her down there. Blade's body arched and convulsed in divine pleasure. Her lips soon parted and trembled with every second passing by. She released her juices.