Bluespirit Sword Novels & Stories

"Think about it, the name Kopis is ancient Greece for a knife and it's no coincidence that your name..." "... Is Blade." I finished for her as I began thinking about it. "If this is in anyway true, that means I'm cursed." "Yeah!" She said. "You are." My heart crashed as somehow, I had been hoping that this bloodlust thing would go away and I could try to have a normal life again.

I asked him, and he shook his head. " No, it isn't. This is the first I have heard," he confessed, and I noted it down in my head. I intended to look into it further. "Willows wolfsbane is grown by spirit wolves. Could the hunter be working for a spirit wolf?" Sylvester suggested. " Maybe the hunter is a spirit wolf" Robert stated. " That is not impossible." Sylvester argued, " Willows wolfsbane can kill spirit wolves too. All except for Samantha. She is sort of immune to it. No spirit wolf would shoot a poisoned dart. It has to be a human hunter." Sylvester suggested.

Nathan then instantly flipped over the air and stands at Zitrey’s side. Slayer smirked from the unexpected hit he receives. He tardily holds his long blade katana while tapping it on his shoulder. The dull part was colored in black while the sharp one was in shiny silver, and in between, they were a dark purple in a zigzag pattern. The weapon was scary enough to make goosebumps, it seems possessed by the shadow of death. Slayer then uttered while staring intently to Nathan, “I will play with you lad. You seem fun.” he then looked at his remaining troupe, “There are still few people upstairs, so babies, kill the rest~”

The blood flowed from his nose. He wiped it unconsciously, making him stilled upon seeing it. “Shit. You know what your name means, twig?” he murmured sleepily. “No. Tell me what my name means, please?” I begged just to hear his voice. I wished I could hear it over and over again until I let go of my last breath. “Hmm. The flower, blue iris. It symbolizes faith and hope.” He coughed out. It was fresh blood. God, don’t, please!

Zafira was nearby. Suddenly, a cold, mocking voice broke the silence. “Looking for answers, pup?” Zafira whispered, her tone challenging. “You shouldn’t meddle in matters that don’t concern you.” Alex clenched his fists. “Why did you attack Scarlett? Where are you, you filthy serpent?” Zafira emerged from the shadows, wearing a cold, calculating smile. “Scarlett?” she repeated with disdain. “That girl owes me something. Stay out of this, or you’ll learn what I’m capable of.”

Dark from hunger, need, and jealousy. I could not keep my eyes away. For a brief moment we locked eyes, forgetting all others in the room. I took in her appearance from the blue dress that had a heavy defined slit at the back to the silver sandal heels she wore. Fuck, I want to be inside her, fucking her with that dress on. I saw how uneven her breathing became. She was sucking on those lips. I wanted it.

The Spirit was truly a fickle and unpredictable thing. A barely perceptible rustle in the bushes had her freezing in place and reaching a hand into the pocket of her dress where she secreted a small dagger. Her mother didn't like her to wear her warrior garb in the woods as she felt it projected an air of violence in the sacred place. Ulfhild capitulated but felt naked without a small measure of protection, so she snuck the knife in any time she was there alone.

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

A grimace of pain on his face. I can’t heal this, why can’t I heal this? I swallowed hard, “We just have to get you to Indie, and you’ll be fine, okay?” I try to remember what Zayne said about the wolfsbane, he’ll be fine as long as we get it out right? Silver is the lethal one, wolfsbane is a plant that turns us mortal. He nods. “You should go, get help” My eyes widen “I can’t leave you here”

“Blue!” Alicia finished her mothers sentence for her. She looked back at Reene who also hit with the same sudden discernment. Alicias eyes lit aflame. Her dancing spirit suddenly raged in wrath, she remembered the blue flash of light she saw when she was on her way back home. She jumped back on the porch of her house and rushed for her sword.