Devil Swords Novels & Stories

' I'll not leave them alive,' just thinking about it boils my blood. I raised my hand bringing it close. The bright flaming fury ball appeared between my palms which I directed towards the shadow of the devil. " ARGH." That devil growled, throwing the dark aura flames at me which I dodged. I pulled out my Aura sword and shield myself from approaching attacks of the devil. The devil was using the magic of shadows. But I am at a safe place here because I have soul reaper sword. " SWOOSH." The devil threw another ball of aura which transformed into three piercing spears of shadow. I leapt high to avoid getting attacked by them and took my stance.

The Earl shrieked in wonder, "You call her a maiden! She is no maiden. She's a thief! A mercenary, unbelievable thief!" He continued barking while he walked backwards away from them, "She handed her drink to the Earl of Vetcom, said things too daring for any normal Scottish woman and stole food. You would not call such person a mai…" He found himself staggering suddenly, noticing he was just at the edge of a ditch, one he didn't notice because he was too busy shouting. While he found himself falling into it, a hand quickly gripped around his hard and tight. Gently, that same hand pulled him up, straight back to his balance. And it was the devil herself.

Asura was very upset when he saw Ketu laughing behind the two demon puppets he summoned. The bald-headed demon immediately chased after Dewi Sari Kencana. He swung his large, spiked mace at her. He swung the mace repeatedly, but Dewi Sari Kencana was able to dodge it easily. After that, Dewi Sari Kencana immediately used her ice lotus sword. "Ice sword technique!" Dewi Sari Kencana moved her body like a dancer. She dodged the Bald Devil's attacks and simultaneously attacked him by slashing his body repeatedly. Every slash of the ice lotus sword that hit the demon's body was frozen to the internal organs.

Destiny has different ways of avenging the recklessness of time as it once again repeated the long-lost cause, hoping to see something different this once that may keep it entertained as long this life lasts. The fallen might see it as a golden opportunity to rewrite the stars, change the outcomes, and most important- correcting their mistakes but the betrayer saw it as a punishment. A ruthless way of repenting sins by mending the heart he once broke out of greed. But it was unfair and injustice served to her for she has to tolerate the same beast once again and will herself to fall for the charms that have already crushed her life before. She has to go through the same process again to ente

He resembled an opposite version of Hiro, yet exactly as handsome as him. “He is responsible for any military and force actions. He is a level 5, the same as you. The boss values him a lot, he's an excellent fighter, intelligent, vicious… and has every possible symptom to be called a sociopath. Be wary of him,” she disclosed. That was the second person telling me something similar. I started feeling quite nervous at the thought of meeting that guy. Melisa must have noticed my restlessness and smiled to relax me a bit. “Don't worry too much… he is a guy above all, and you are pretty. I will teach you, how to use it right,” she grinned viciously, “Now, let's move to the other one…” she pointed

His silver-edged blade gleamed even under the darkening clouds. Devon looked like death walking. The three black brands on his chest had spread. His side was still bleeding from where Gideon had driven the blade in during the last challenge. Every breath he took seemed to cost him. Yet he rolled his shoulders, cracked his neck, and refused the short sword Zane tried to press into his hand. “No steel,” he said, voice hoarse but steady. His icy grey eyes found mine across the ring. “I won’t need it.” My heart hammered against my ribs so hard I thought it might crack them. I had begged him not to do this. I had screamed at him in the healing chamber until my throat bled. But Devon Warner had ne

He leans in closer, his hot breath fanning my face as he looked down at me. "I think you are mistaken about something, little one. You belong to me. You were mine from the moment you clung to me desperately begging for help. But you weren't saved by some hero, a knight in shining armor who would do your bidding and just accept it when you tell him no. No darling, I'm the devil and you are mine.” With this his lips crashed down against mine.

Wolves collided with the shadows of those wings, thrown across the room as blood and instant death erupted. Vivica froze, eyes wide, her chest rising as she watched the devil himself descend upon them. The dark blue aura surrounding him pressed against her burning skin, sending a thrill along her heated skin, and desire, through her. All the rumors about him turned out to be true. He was the Devil. The real Devil. Finn stepped forward deliberately, each movement slow, lethal, deliberate. He stopped just in front of her, the room now deathly silent except for the beat of her pulsing heat.

Valdis warns. “I might be your child but I am not backing down. Now draw you sword,” I shout. "As you wish," Valdis forces out. The blade of Valdis’s sword screeches loudly against its sheath as he draws it out. As he points his sword at me, I shuffle to the side, awaiting his attack. He charges forward his sword smacking vehemently into mine. The force behind his blow causes me to skit back a couple of feet. I stand up straighter, planting my feet firmly to the ground just as he swivels in my direction. His eyes are ablaze with a passionate anger that resonates off his body. For a moment, I instinctually stiffen. He unleashes his aura nearly crushing me under the weight of his dominance. Cl

The wind that swept through Deira carried an omen: The devil had stirred, and the kingdom would soon tremble.