Celestial Blade Novels & Stories

She shook her head in response to Blade’s questioning stare and tightened her lips to show how much she disapproved of it. I was left confused as to why Blade was requiring the old lady’s permission to reveal whatever was bothering him to me. I placed my other hand on our intertwined hands. “Please tell me, I am tired of being left in the dark. You just asked me to trust you and I do, why can’t you trust me?” His eyes met mine again and he leaned down to kiss my palm. “I trust you.” “Then tell me.” The old lady was seething inwards but Blade ignored her. “I have a condition.” He began. “I… I am somehow cursed.”

He knew himself that he cant buy a good sword as he have to buy body tempering technique too with this little amount of money. As he tried to pick a sword he saw a beautiful black sword in the corner of rack, Theo mesmerized and uttered," what a beautiful black sword", suddenly from back he heard the word," isn't it beautiful, to sad the cultivator from whom i got the sword told me that this sword cannot cut anything, its dull sword". Suddenly as if deciding something Theo decide that he will take that sword. Theo walked out of the blacksmith shop shouting," Thank you, old man jiang"

"Yet a prophecy had spread about her pregnancy. Her pregnancy with the celestial wolf." "I know of the prophecy, but no one can confirm she had actually given birth. Celeste and Blake's bodies with those of their pack were said to have been washed away from the great flood or swallowed by the earth during the earthquake. All believe Celeste's death led to the death of her pup, that is, if the rumours were true and she was pregnant during the attack of the Rogue Alpha." I tried to remember more on the story of Celeste's death. "There was someone though thought to have been with the High Priestess during the Rogue Alpha's onslaught. That someone could have escaped with Kiaria. Marcus, I want a

The Death-Celestial Sword was formed by Light of Acme after the death of ten or more Terra Acmeans. It commanded devastating power. However, James’ Death-Celestial Sword was several levels below the Moonlit Sword. “Is this the divine weapon of the Caelum Acme Rank?” James asked. “Mm-hmm,” Zella nodded and said, “Yes, it is indeed a Caelum Acmean divine weapon.” “Haah!” James took a deep breath.

“Who are you?” Dragging all of my attention. The atmosphere surrounding me starts to change that the day became night and the light gradually crumbles into clouds of dust. Beaming in an ocean blue celestial body, the crepuscular ambient ignited making all the things visible. The lilac canopy on the tall trees, the floating sparkling specks of dust-like particles around, and down to where my feet land is a frozen river so clear and lucent. “You are the blade, Adira. Find your way back to him, back to where it all started.”

The man's daughter, tiptoed as he bent over for her to reach Axe, her small fingers reaching out to touch Axe's bruised arm, whispered, "It's okay, mister. Papa will take care of you." ‘I came here to find a kid to raise into an indomitable bodyguard that will be loyal to you for life, and yet you chose such a weakling and useless thing?’ Chairman Blade thought, staring down at Axe and then at the worried way his daughter glanced at him, her tiny hand holding onto hid dirty ones as tears trickled down her peachy cheeks.

The Grand Serpent still blasting his beam, apparently not noticing Lars was high above his head, ready with Celestial Calibur. Lars gave all of his Scion Force in this attack. The Celestial Calibur burned so brightly white and hot it looked like a new star was born in the skies. His six wings turned into swords then merged with the Celestial Calibur to create one, heaven - splitting blade. Lars swung down and plunged himself, turning into a sharp, radiant white meteor. The Celestial Calibur pierced through the Grand Serpent's head. His roar was so loud it created powerful shockwave. The beam stopped and that was the unspoken cue the Scions waited for. Lars pulled his sword and leapt away as

My fingers are on my chin as I crouched and looked at it. The cover or the sheath was silver with a few pints of gold, I don't understand the engravings etched on it. Because of my curiosity, I held it and released it from its sheath. Unlike other sword, its blade was bluish and silver, the handle was wood in color and the cover was glass. It was not as heavy as it look. I lifted it up and swayed it... Imagining I was a samurai fighting some bad guys. I chuckled.

"Be something that survives the blade." The magnetic seal locks. I sit in the dim light of the Faraday cage with my hand resting where his palm was, and the child's heartbeat still tuned to his frequency. The drugs are already losing ground—I can feel the silver threads pushing back against the amber weight in my veins. I reach into the bedpost and close my fingers around the Phantom Blade. The titanium needle begins to hum faintly, the silver light from my skin leaping onto the metal as though it recognizes it. He wants a weapon.

Doug/ /We need to get back now. Me/ /Alpha, look at the sky. Peadar/ /Shit, it looks like our Luna might be a tad upset. Niven/ /BACK TO THE PACK HOUSE NOW. ME/ Five of us broke off running full speed back to the pack house. The sky continued to darken as we grew closer. We tore through the rogues sliding to a stop as we reached the pack house. Fredrik was standing there beside Aerian as they held off the rogues. I let out a menacing growl when one of them lunged at her. I stood there mesmerized as I watched her nails turn into claws. Aerain dropped to the ground sliding under the rogue as he flew over her. Her nails raked along his soft underbelly disemboweling him as she went. He hit the g