Enchanted Justice Blade Novels & Stories

She feels so secure in his arms, and whatever his identity is doesn't matter anymore. ***** Ibrahil looks at Andrea lovingly while she's asleep. This woman doesn't have an idea how she makes him crazy. This morning when he woke up without Andrea in the villa, that is when he realizes that he loves this woman more than anything. He went around like crazy finding her. When he suddenly felt a strange energy near. He directly went to that place where he can sense it. It was Mabrugo, the king of Tamawo. The most powerful king amongst other Encantado's. It was his being a half Dalaketnon half tamawo that made him that powerful.

And the crystal dagger on my hand possessed the same crest. “The Balaraw is now officially the Luna’s Blade!” Edith announced and step up the podium with Hadleigh in her arms. And this time, the bitter smile on my lips and the question in my head about the dagger now has a clearer reason. With my free hand, I stretched my hand and carried my blue-eyed little man in my arms. A tear escaped from my eyes as I bent my head to touch Hadleigh’s forehead with mine. “Hence, this is what your father wanted for this thing. And to you, our child, who’ll grow filled with love and courage like a blade.”

Kane, Blade had never experienced such profound satisfaction before. Embracing Emily in my arms felt undeniably perfect, and I found myself unwilling to release her. The fact that she carried Jake's mark no longer concerned me; I had shed any worries about his potential return and her departure with him. The fear of investing myself wholeheartedly and being left shattered no longer haunted me. Deep within, I knew that this was my ultimate destiny.

The very flora seemed to respond to her call, twisting and coiling to create barriers and traps that hindered the enemy's movements. Kael's blade glowed with an ethereal light as he channeled his newfound energy. With each swing, he carved through the opposition with unrivaled precision, leaving trails of radiant energy in his wake. His strikes were a dance of calculated finesse, cutting through enemy lines and inspiring awe in both allies and enemies alike.

Instead of pressing his lips to hers for now he shifts his head just a little and leans in to whisper next to her ear. “Don’t fight and you may enjoy this as much as we will.” Elizabeth tries to step back from him but Blade holds her firm until he moves, bending and slipping his arm down over her arse to the back of her thighs so that as he straightens he lifts her up and throws her over his shoulder. Blade turns, walks off of the balcony, through the bedroom into the entry and back out to where Silas and Xana are still waiting for him. Silas smirks liking what he sees he quickly moves turning Xana, picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder.

At this moment, he was not impressed with them at all. Meanwhile, Blade was angered by what was happening before him. He could not help but roar, "Do you think you can scare us with a few Thunderblasts? No matter what happens today, I'm going to protect our Hallmaster! I believe Grand City's law and justice will be upheld!" "Law? Justice? Here, catch," Zeon revealed a twisted smile and waved his right hand. A Thunderblast immediately appeared, and he was pretending to throw it. He also whistled at the same time.

"We have to hope for this plan to work. If it doesn't, Caspian will throw everything away and come here." Angelo nodded. "The goddess is with us." Justice's lips twitched. "Of course." Three vehicles suddenly drove up to them. Javier emerged from the first vehicle brandishing a sword with a silver blue glow emanating from the blade. Justice smiled nervously and waved at his brother. "Miss you bro." Javier's face darkened. "I am going to deal with you later." Then he flung the sword at Justice who caught it effortlessly and gripped it. Javier rolled his eyes as Justice averted his gaze. "Moron." He growled and removed a similar sword as Justice's; only his had an emerald glow instead of blue.

He smiled at her, but it appeared to be a mocking smile from afar. Asking, 'Is that all you got?' Her grip becomes tighter. [BLADE LAW] On her other hand, a blade appeared. The blade on her right was burning red, but the new blade appeared to be burning with a bluish flame. She should just give it her all in a situation like this where she doesn't know what to do. {Blade Law (Epic Rank)- According to heaven's law, if the first sword misses, the second sword is a sure hit. Until the skill expires, the user gains Sword Aura.}

“How generous.” “Prudent,” Kieran counters, still smiling. “Allies deserve investment and we fear we may have been neglecting you..” “Allies deserve honesty,” Ronan replies. “We’ll see which this is.” Kieran gestures, and servants roll the first crate forward, set it down and pry it open with iron bars. Silver-tipped arrows gleam like frostbite under the noon light. The next box contains an enchanted blade wrapped in oiled cloth. Jace takes the cloth and peels it back an inch. The edge doesn’t shine so much as drink light.

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.”