Chaos Sword Novels & Stories

All he seemed to care about was the fact that he was interrupting his little torture moment. “Sawyer, what emergency?” he asked. “There is a strange disease eating up the plants. It seemed to have been injected by someone...” Sawyer explained. And with each word, his eyes moved away from Coal and fell on Cat. She gulped. No. Coal dropped her chin, gave her one deadly glance. “I will deal with you later.” Then they both stormed out of the room. Sadly for her, they did not forget to lock the door behind them. “Nooo!”

“Dealing with Asher this way is a mistake Marina. You are going to find yourself on the wrong side of this.” “I have no more power over him Legarde. It’s out of my hands.” In Marina’s mage quarters she hands him Asher’s sword. It glowed and pulsed. The blade was warm to the touch. Giving it up seemed too easy for her to do and it offended Legarde. His anger peaking he walked in front of her to the Chambers where he knew they would be keeping Sacha. Marina touched his shoulder to stop him.

And most importantly, I hate feeling like I don’t have control over my environment. And this house? As chaotic as it is, I understand it. I know how it moves. I know how everyone behaves. I can predict things here. Unlike my life right now. Still… “That doesn’t mean I enjoy the chaos,” I said, crossing my arms. He chuckled softly like that was expected. “It’s a family, Alexandra. Chaos is part of the package.” I didn’t respond to that because honestly, I wasn’t in the mood for emotional wisdom. “Why are you here?” I asked instead, cutting straight to the point.

I furrowed my brows at her. “Last year, they hazed a guy on the swim team so bad that he needed to get checked into a rehab center. He had a nervous breakdown and totally freaked out at a party that may or may not have involved the killing of animals.” Cora shrugged. “I never got the full story, and everyone’s story is different, so it may not be true.” “And I’m supposed to go along with whatever they want? Act as if they are royalty?” I cocked an eyebrow at her.

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A secret path through the frost-silver trees, cloaked by enchantment and shadow. The path led to a clearing long forgotten by the rest of the world. Twelve skulls—snow-white and wolf-boned—circled a silver tree with bark like light and leaves like night. This was where she found her. Mother Noira. The pack witch. The Shaman of the White Wolves. Her skin was the color of storm clouds, her eyes blind but glowing with thin threads of violet. Runes were carved into her flesh, old magic pulsing from her bones like breath.

I cursed in my mind. I'm still impressed on how he throw it. He knows it... Because it is a bladed card and that is not a typical or a common card that you can see anywhere. It's one of a kind. It has a silver thin-blade on it's sides and it can cut the skin of a anything, even anyone. I smirked. But still, Xeena. You must focus on the target, in the enemies. I moved hiddenly my hand to pick up my bladed cards to. If he wants us to fight with cards, then I'm in. This time, I picked up two cards. The first one has a blade and the second one has a poison. "Why are you smirking? Look, I'm not dead yet! " The purple-eyed said.

Willow clutched his sword, ready to strike. “Open it.”, he said, shakily. The plan was very risky. He was going to use his sword to impale it and then use Lifesteal. The risky part was actually getting the hit in. If he missed, he could die immediately. That thing was that fast. And there was the problem of controlling the excess chaos energy. He wouldn't have time to filter it.

He coughed up a large amount of blood. Chaos chuckled. “My turned,” said Ruby. “Sword of peach blossom, pierce him in the heart.” Her phoenix turns into a red peach blossom sword. Chaos tries to prevent her sword from coming for him, but it went straight through his defense. It pierces through Chao’s heart. He screamed as his heart was pierced with her sword. “Cut off its head!” shouted Eric. His dragon turned into a sword and sliced Chaos’s head. A white light went across the night sky. SWING! The sword sliced clean through Chaos’s head.

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.