Coryxkenshin Social Blade Novels & Stories

June Weng laughed loudly, "You just opened my eyes, I can fuck with any of members in the clan! How lucky!" Kent Han had met June Weng since he was five and was always irritated by his confidence, even after being an Omega male, a very useless member of a clan. He wanted June to know his place and stop being confident. But no matter how many times he beat up June, he seem to grow even more confident and cocky. "I had just bought this new school blazer after you tore mine last time", June coldly said. Kent narrowed his eyes and opened his mouth to say something when he felt a small fist make contact with his cheek.

Exactly as seen earlier in the castle. The sword. “What does that one do?” I asked, pointing to it. “It drinks blood. For anyone it kills, their blood is stored in the blade. You would try to always have a clothing between you and the hilt” That did not sound more beneficial than fairy dust. “So how useful would it be to protect me?” With only a smile, “very” Time to close the deal. “I have one silver coin” playing with the coins against my fingers. “Make it three and we have a deal”

Mathin parried. And suddenly Scy was there, a katana-like energy blade weaving like St. Elmo’s fire, interfering with the monster’s blade and luring it away while Mathin freed himself. Balanced on one foot, Mathin withdrew his own gun and stood ready to aid should Scy need it.

he said. I looked towards the entrance of the gym as Blade walked through it. Blade is a Seer and he has been with my pack since I was a pup. He isn’t a shifter but he pledged his life to my father once he became of age to do so. Before then he was under my father’s protection and now I’ve taken on that pact. He is one of my best friends. His position isn’t normal, as a Seer is usually a female. It's for that reason he is doing his own research on his background. For now he can keep his privacy on it so long as his safety or the packs’ isn’t in jeopardy. He walked over to where we were sitting with his hands in his suit pockets. “I knew I’d find you two in here. Drills weren’t enough to driv

Forms blurred dance—draw, cut, sheath—bodies colliding controlled violence, each brush electric foreplay. Shoji rattled suddenly, splintering shadow-intrusion. Five figures burst ink-black—board rebels, faces twisted vendetta, tanto knives glinting malice under dojo lanterns. Leader snarled Japanese filth, blade arcing Kenji's throat. Time fractured slow-mo: his bokken snapped block, but flanking wolves lunged my blindside.

The edge of the blade flickered with bone-piercing cold light, and blue rays of light swirled around it like dragons and snakes. "Buzz As soon as the handleless blade appeared, the whole space seemed to be shocked, and the overwhelming explosive power was released to the extreme. Even though the blond-haired young man had always been arrogant and was only slightly shocked by Zephyr Khan, when he saw the Violent Wind Lightning Blade, his face finally began to change. Even such a proud guy could show such an expression, let alone Sikong Jiuzhi. At this moment, Sikong Jiuzhi was completely shocked and looked at Zephyr Khan as if he had seen a ghost. He did not expect that Zephyr Khan would emit

The pain of it was a physical white–hot agony in my shared chest. The hesitation was all Blade needed. The curse, fed by that fresh, devastating pain, surged back with a vengeance. The grey in his eyes vanished, swallowed by the violent red-blue. *I’LL SHOW YOU STRONG!* With a snarl that held no humanity, Blade’s clawed paw shot out. It wasn’t a swipe to wound. It was a killing blow. Fast, brutal, final. The girl’s whimper was cut off. Silence, except for the drip of the rain and Blade’s heavy panting.

Hayden seemed reluctant to shift back. Hayden, you can’t use the Sword in this form, said Sprout. I’m stronger in this form, said Hayden defiantly. You don’t want to be naked in Anestra’s lair in the middle of battle even for a second, said Cory, eliciting a stifled little laugh from Sprout and a gravelly snicker from Blaython.

“He said you may find more use in it, than he. It is not as powerful as the God-slayer, but it will work on strong foes.” “Honestly, the two Gods were unsure of how much aid Fenryn would need, but he insisted that you make use of his blade. It is unbreakable, and strong, and will even work against dragons, apparently.” The other person added, and then, almost as an afterthought, said, “It was made by Yukiro, for her beloved, so do take care of it... she, was not happy that he would give it away.” “I shall take good care-” Vaughan paused, then asked with a bewildered look, “Yukiro's beloved? Do Gods even... fall in love?”

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.