Break Blade Manga Novels & Stories

The steel blade was no longer humming with a blue electrical current; it was coated in a thick, oily black smoke that carried the unmistakable, suffocating clicking sound of the First Soul Eater. Laila brought her left blade up to block the strike, the sapphire fire of her steel meeting the black mist of the naginata with a horrific, screeching sound that sounded like a metal file scraping against her skull. The pressure was immense, the black smoke actively trying to crawl down her silver blade and infect her hand, but the runic lines on her knuckles flared with a bright white heat that burned the mist into a white ash before it could touch her skin. She pivoted on her heel, her right blade

You are the man who chooses what to do with it. I had not broken anything with my hands since I was sixteen. Now here I was again like a fucking teenager. The blood was starting to show across my knuckles now, slow and dark. The bond had gone quiet, which meant she was happy, or something close to it, and I was sitting in a car with broken knuckles bleeding on the steering wheel I had just destroyed because I couldn't handle seeing another man touch the woman I had marked. I was in serious trouble.

“If you keep defying them, they’ll break you. Or kill you. Or worse—use you as bait.” My fingers curl slowly. “I won’t break,” I say. “And I won’t help them.” “You don’t get to choose anymore,” he replies, just as quietly. That’s when I move. The blade is in my hand before his brain catches up—small, narrow, honed to a whisper. I slash upward in a clean, controlled arc. Rune yelps, jerking back as blood beads along his forearm, red against pale skin. The room erupts into motion.

A single parchment drifted to the floor. DISSOLUTION OF BOND Gavin Clarke vs. Rebecca Clarke Finalized. The floor tilted. His knees weakened. It hit in a rush—Rebecca in his study, her hands trembling as she slid papers toward him. Vivian’s laugh, soft and poisonous. His careless scrawl of signature without reading. A silver bullet couldn’t have hit harder. He hadn’t just lost her—he’d severed the bond with his own hand. Vivian’s mouth moved, but her voice was gone beneath the roar in his ears. His wolf bared its teeth inside him, its snarl rising to a howl only he could hear. Mate gone. Territory breached.

When I woke up again, I found myself lying on the couch at home, still terrified from my experience. Liam came out of the kitchen with a slice of cake, making me jolt in shock. To my surprise, I found that the stab wounds all over my body had disappeared. I wasn't in pain, either. It was as if nothing had ever happened.

' Roy growled loud. 'Alpha,' someone shouted from the back. We turned around to see the doctor running after Emma and shouting, 'Alpha' repeatedly. Before we could process what was happening, Emma got to me and I felt pain vibrate through me. I looked down to see Emma's hand holding the hilt of a sword that has disappeared into my chest. I pulled away from her and she withdrew out the knife. She was about to stab me from the back but the doctor got to her and knocked her out cold.

I didn't want to get hurt right now I really just wanted to run away from it all. "I need to take a shower." I said letting my body shake as I ran into the bathroom. I locked the door and turn on the shower water and letting tears escape my eyes. I reached in the drawer and grabbed my razor blade wanted my pain to desperately go away. I sat on the floor and and tightly grasped the blade trying desperately not to do it. "Don't do it Kat don't self harm again. You don't need a relapse!" I kept saying to myself over and over again. But Jack just puts me through so much!

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.

If you enjoy watching people go from enemies to fuck buddies and then lovers, this is for you. “I wish you died on that ice.” Eli spat as he staggered out of the room. Eli had been bullied through high school and had carried the hurt to adulthood, spending thousands on therapy. He finally had a job he loved and his life was going perfect until Adam Payne showed up as his patient. Adam had led the group that bullied him in high school. Eli refused to treat him but his job was threatened so he reluctantly agreed. What happens when the man he hates is now the reason for a bulge in his pants? What next when this man has to choose between him and his career? Is their love worth

I leaned back, utterly unbothered. “Tell me,” I asked lightly. “How is your pup?” A pause. Then I continued, voice steady and cold. “Are you planning to carry it to term… or lose it once the bond ceremony is complete?” She exploded into curses. I smiled. One final question slipped from my lips—quiet, precise. “And Lena… you do know this, don’t you?” “You’re not a Luna.” “Gavin lost his Alpha seat the moment our bond was broken.” “You didn’t replace me.”