Brie And The Borrowed Blade Novels & Stories

My treacherous mind jumps into conclusions, but I shake it off and walk faster, getting deeper into the forest until there’s only pitch black. Then, I feel a presence. I stop in my tracks. The silent forest suddenly comes to life. My vision adjusts just as I hear the noises, and as I listen to the footsteps advancing towards me, I see figures approaching from behind big trees. There’s about a dozen of them, all tall and big. I scan the area for Yana, but the only face I see is the one I want to badly to break. Brody. He comes forward along with his men, who he managed to hire somehow and for some reason. They are all bringing weapons, ranging from shotguns to knives and axes.

The weight of her mother's medical bills bore down on her, leaving her torn between her desperation and the unconventional proposition on the table. Felix watched her closely, trying to gauge her reaction. "I understand this isn't what you expected, Marianne. But I assure you, it's a straightforward arrangement. We'll be legally married, but our lives will remain separate. There won't be any emotional involvement. It's purely a business transaction." She clenched her fists, "Pay my mother's hospital bill first and I'll do it. I'll be your 'Bride for Rent'. Felix nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. "Agreed. We'll ensure your mother's hospital bills are taken care of immediatel

he instructed, his voice steady but firm. His team immediately complied, scanning the surgical site with careful precision. Every vessel had to be examined, every stitch secure. Even the slightest uncontrolled bleed could turn into a catastrophe. Marcus observed as his assistants moved efficiently, scanning for leaks, ensuring that no silent danger lurked beneath the surface. The seconds stretched, but soon, the verdict was in—no active bleeding. The bypass held perfectly. It was time to close.

" Luke was a whirlwind of emotion, spilling out words like a broken dam. Holly, on the other hand, might as well have been a statue. Eventually, she had had enough. She pulled out something that made Luke go silent. It was as if someone hit his mute button. It was a tiny camera. Luke had lost track of it after that day. He figured it was hidden in the bushes, gone for good. He never guessed it would end up in Holly's hands. Luke's face lost all color. Still, he tried to bluff. He spoke with a smile that did not reach his eyes, "W-what's that?" Holly's eyes were piercing as she watched Luke's pathetic show. "Cut the act, Luke. I didn't just find this gadget, I heard your little chit chat with

While a well-aimed strike can bleed the life out of a human, a mere slash can burn a vampire's skin and make them wish for death. The dagger was a gift from the High Queen—a weapon that would be useful when the time comes. I had stored it away because I did not need it, that was Alexandra's job. These few years have been relevantly uneventful for me. After Fred, I stopped taking part in the execution. I would attend the meeting, give my perspective and report about the villages under me. But now, I may find its need. The box was sleek and easily fit in my other pocket. I did not have a need for anything else. Andrew would take care of those things.

He loves me- Emma grinned and walked back to class feeling on top of the world. The long drive to the creek some miles away from her home and school was done in companionable silence, the creek was free of tourists and visitors because it was not the holidays. Chad knew this but Emma did not, he brought everything they needed, a blanket, some snacks, and a bottle of wine except that he forgot to bring a condom. He dismissed any danger after all it was her first time, and no one got pregnant just by having sex once- he reasoned.

Darek’s eyes flick down to the blade, then back up to me. “You got here fast,” he says. “You should’ve been gone before I did.” “Why?” “Because you’re standing too close.” Nyxara lets out a slow breath. She lowers the knife a little more, but she doesn’t let go of it. Light flashes along the metal, and the bond shifts again. Heat flares in the center of my chest, sharp and sudden—then disappears just as fast. My eyes lock on the blade. “Where did you get that?” Nyxara doesn’t answer but the bond tightens again, just for a second. Enough to feel the strain of it. Darek follows my gaze to the knife.

These were the ones who hadn't yet mastered the beast within—the ones looking to the crown for an anchor I wasn't sure I could provide. My father took his place on the raised stone dais, his presence finally commanding the silence the elders couldn't achieve. I stood at the base of the stairs, Osric and Elian flanking me. Kiya stepped forward, a silver bowl in her hands. The liquid silver inside the bowl shimmered under the morning sun. “The Rite of the First Blood,” she announced. “To prove the strength of the Alpha and the loyalty of the pack.” Lord Arden watched from the sidelines, arms crossed. He was waiting for me to fail. He was waiting for the "Beast" to take over so he could justify

It’s strong, steady and relentless. Ryan wanted me dead. He wanted me buried, but he made a mistake. I am not the weak, sickly Gianna anymore. I am something else. I have a borrowed heart, and I have a reason to use it. I look into the stranger’s eyes without flinching. "If I belong to you," I whisper, the new blood pumping courage through my veins. "Then help me get revenge." He smiles, but It is a dark, terrifying smile. "Rest now, little asset," he says. "We have a lot of work to do."

Sienna and I exchange a glance. “Careful,” I say. “Don’t cut yourself.” The maid apologizes profusely. I wave her off. As she finishes, she places another bottle,unbroken,on the counter and retreats. Sienna pops the cork. “Well, looks like we’re drinking now.” She pours into two flutes and hands one to me. I lift the glass, about to drink,then pause. I sniff it. There’s something… off. A sharp undertone beneath the bubbles.