Demonic Blades Novels & Stories

"It seems that I'll have to use all I have this time." The sword light flashed, and besides holding onto the Dual Blades of Fire and Ice, Omar was biting onto his third sword, the Blade of Wind. As soon as the Blade of Wind appeared, Omar's entire momentum also changed. The air in their surroundings sounded as if sharp blades had slashed it, and it was frightening.

Two blades in a sheath. John even got goosebumps, and his hands reached for the blades themselves. His blades! Flawless, perfectly balanced, made of a special alloy, the secret of which only the Coven knew. Jon took out each of the blades and ran his hand over them lovingly, as if they were the most precious thing in his life. The blades were somewhat reminiscent of a Japanese sword - a katana, but slightly different from it. The same narrow and ideal, but still with their own secret, which no one is supposed to know about, except for the Hunter himself.

The pack was in danger now. Dayton walked back then, holding two silver blades. They gleamed in the evening light. The edges looked sharp enough to cut through anything. “The men are ready,” he said. “All armed with silver blades. This will hurt those vampires badly.” He handed one to Damon. Damon took it, nodding. He swung it a bit to feel the balance. It looked good in his hand. Dayton stared at me next. His eyes were hard, like he was testing me. Damon watched too, arms crossed, waiting.

With a mere flick of his wrist, the vampire disintegrated into ash, a scream of agony dying in the air before it even began. Levy and Leon were right behind him, blades drawn. Levy's sword was a blur of motion, slicing through the air with deadly precision. His first strike took down two vampires, their bodies crumbling under the force of his attack. Leon was no less formidable, his strikes powerful and unrelenting as he cut through the remaining enemies.

Suddenly, Teresa opened her eyes exposing its scarlet color. "Her eyes, she is now using her demon power! " Rioka was stunned at this event. Teresa swings her sword. And the combined attack of her opponent were all torned to pieces. While Leomord's lance is cut into half all the way to her shoulder. The two stepped back as soon as they witnessed the true power of Teresa with her demon power activated.

Slowly she calmed down and nodded at me to continue. “Alright. 19, this year was tricky as you were very busy with work. But I think you will approve, as this is also the year, I heard your nickname. ‘Demon.’” I chuckled as I pulled a pair of thick gloves out for her and me before I pulled the flat case from behind the couch and handed it to her. “Be careful now.” I smirked as she opened it and sniffed the contents. Inside were all kinds of silver knives and other instruments. But these... these were coated with...

"She is living in hell but she is not broken, Yang" Damon looked out of the window towards the place where she slapped him. "There is a fire in her big eyes... They dazzle, they blaze and I want to test it... I want to snatch that fire from her eyes." He smirked evilly. "She will be my exception, my distraction!"

We didn't even inform our parents. Instead, we had a simple ceremony in our rented apartment. I wore a wedding gown and married the love of my life. However, he didn't pull out a ring from amidst the bouquet—he pulled out a sharp fruit knife. The blade slashed against my skin, making my blood flow. I heard him repeating, "Why is life so unfair to me? Why?" This was my wedding night, which I'd dreamed of countless times since childhood. I spent two hours of it lying in a pool of blood as Liam stabbed me over 160 times. Each stab avoided my critical organs.

He activated the spiritual energy within him, gathering it on his Thunder Blade. The Thunder Blade gleamed with a cold light, and a crimson hue appeared on the blade. "Crazy Blade Strike!" A sharp and fierce blood-red blade light cut through the air, flashing through the moonlit woods. Just as the blade light was about to touch Sebastian's body, a semi-transparent shield appeared in front of him. Clang! When the blade light struck the shield, the shield dissipated, and the blade light was also neutralized. Sebastian was unharmed, showing no signs of damage.

Alex saw his moment. In a swift motion, he shifted back into his human form, landing gracefully on the bloodied ground. In his hand, he gripped a small knife, its silver blade glistening ominously. This was no ordinary weapon, it was coated with Daimon’s mother’s essence, the one thing that could destroy him forever. Daimon barely had time to react before Alex thrust the blade deep into his chest, piercing his blackened heart. Daimon let out a deafening, blood-curdling roar of agony. The sound was so piercing, so raw, that it sent shockwaves across the battlefield.