Cain's Blade Supernatural Novels & Stories

Lucian briefly answered, withholding some information. "Why is he not healing? I need to fully know what happened to him do I can know which treatment I'd give him" Chris instructed sternly. Lucian hesitated for a while, thinking whether to tell him or not. Then he looked at the two nurses who were quick to get the memo and they left. "What was he stabbed with?" Chris pried further. "An enchanted silver dagger" Lucian divulged, earning a gasp from Chris. "That's bad, really bad." Chris chanted, his face showing his worry.

My father had told me stories about how he found a hidden cave in our backyard when he was young and stumbled upon an ancient blade that belonged to Vangoda. Had my father known this was going to be my fate? Was he the one who etched my name on the Blade? I decided to take the blade out of its case and hold it. I felt a surge of energy run through my body as soon as my fingers wrapped around the hilt. The blade was light but sturdy, made from an unknown metal that was strong enough to slice through concrete or bone with ease. I could feel its power coursing through me, the same way a soldier feels when he straps on his gun and goes to war. It was as if the blade had chosen me as much as I ha

“You are the first person to reach this part of the tower successfully. You want something from me. And it will require a lot of work. Tell me, princess Katniss. Even if you can release me, can you afford my price?” I was taken aback. I knew that Blade had a blood of a vampire, a werewolf, and a mage inside him, but I didn’t know that it would be enough for him to identify me easily. It seemed like he had already known everything to know about me with just one look. His mother was the first vampire-wolf hybrid in the history while his father was the most powerful mage in his generation. With their genes combined, they created the strongest hybrid in the world: Blade Marshall. After the death

And the crystal dagger on my hand possessed the same crest. “The Balaraw is now officially the Luna’s Blade!” Edith announced and step up the podium with Hadleigh in her arms. And this time, the bitter smile on my lips and the question in my head about the dagger now has a clearer reason. With my free hand, I stretched my hand and carried my blue-eyed little man in my arms. A tear escaped from my eyes as I bent my head to touch Hadleigh’s forehead with mine. “Hence, this is what your father wanted for this thing. And to you, our child, who’ll grow filled with love and courage like a blade.”

Alex brought his sword down and drove it into Caine’s shoulder, precisely where he had impaled Rowan. Caine screamed in pain. Alex’s heart was racing so fast that it was causing him to tremble. As he stood over Caine, with his blade stuck in his shoulder, Alex could feel his head beginning to throb. He was breathing heavily as the throbbing rapidly turned into pulsing. To his horror, he could sense the mysterious red symbol flashing on the edge of his eyes once again, and Alex cried out as it felt like a shockwave began coursing through his body. His head was burning as it traveled down his arm like lightning.

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.

Famallumi said. Tansy panicked, at first, thinking perhaps Renny had been killed and that is why Laci saw her in the Summerlands. "As it turns out, one of the effects of Miss Saunders being the Warrior's Blade is that she is also a bridge between the realms," Famallumi continued. "Aradhon tricked her into entering the faerie circle and then used his powers to try to twist her magic, using her to create a Gateway to the Nether. The whole thing was quite dramatic. The aswang was there, as well as the Warrior's friend, Mr. Wheeler, and four of the gnomes. Oh, and Halafarin, who was there to kill the aswang. For a time, I did not know who would win the day, but the Warrior's Blade proved to be a

He surged toward her, his wolf form tearing through the space between them. Cain appeared immediately while switching to his human form, his blade gleaming as he drove it into the Shadowfang’s side. The enemy wolf let out a strangled gasp, his body crumpling as Cain’s blade struck true. Without hesitation, Cain turned towards Ulva , panting heavily as he stared at Ulva’s motionless body.

"Kay!" "What?" "Your hands?" he said, pointing at my hands. I took a glance when he quickly walked past me. "What are you doing?" I asked Cain, who was busy searching the whole room with his silver blade in his hands, ready as always to plunge it into anyone. He must have thought that there was an intruder in my room. No one dares come close to the base unless they have a death sentence. "Is someone here? Do they have a gun?" He whispered.

Moving to join them outside, I took my sword from its sheath. "Who sent you guys and what do you want from us?" Xavier asked, his voice deep and thundering as he slashed his sword on that of the bald hybrid. "It's none of your business," Came from the voice of the bald hybrid whose name was Cain Logan. He had this large cross mark on his forehead and he looked as though he was blind. "What if I show you your place and teach your mouth how to do its function." I questioned as I took Xavier's place, thrusting my sword toward Cain and trying to jab him in the chest.