Evil Swords Novels & Stories

A sword that can vanish magic of someone for eternity. Elvious directly thrust towards the youngman with Elious sword in right hand. Marvio however, tried to stops his acquintance, yet he is too late. Elvious already at the reaching distance of the youngman who has this devourer smirk. When Elvious two feets away near E.J, in the latter's right hand appeared a sword too. A sword which was been called like his alias; DEATH.

“I made you famous, I made you powerful, I made you rich and invincible and you aren’t even grateful enough to appreciate the times when we worked as a team.” “You made me a beast,” I said in grief. “Now, I’m just a villain in every wolf storybook. The anti-hero to every little wolf-child.” “Stop crying over spilt milk, Blade. There’s nothing you can do anymore, all the efforts you’ve made in the past three years turned out fruitless and when I eventually take control, I would make sure the world never forgets The Ripper.” “I’m sure you’re excited.” I said with a defeated voice.

The bullseye had taken so many holes because all that was left of it was one fat hole. Like before, he threw the sword at me and I caught it, examining it. I could see my reflection… strands of hair were falling on my face and I seemed… prettier… ‘What do you expect staring in a sword?’ Evolet scowled. ‘In a sword, you see the murderer in you and if you don’t keep shut I’m going to unlock it.’ “How often do you lash him?” His smirk disappeared. Even with one leg on a stool and the sword on his lap as he cleaned it, his eyes were on me. Always on me. “When he deserves it.”

My head couldn't wrap Everything together when Max nudged me, Boeing his head which vividly means being ready to attack alongside with me. "Your sword is useless to them, you have to make use of your dagger stabbing directly in their heart." Eve said. "Why dagger? If stabbing directly in their heart is the only solution then I believe all swords will be able to kill them," I said thinking out of the box. Suddenly a blue circle surrounded us, emanating light that blinded the enemy before it vanished. Our swords and claws became the most dangerous weapon we have at the moment. We kept fighting, killing each and every one of them, out of anger I pulled out the heart of one and it didn't look li

Ezekiel breathed out as he pulled the second fragment of the Sword of the Doombringer from the current owner. He pulled his sword and smiled at the level of destruction he had caused in this world. The Scythe of Death vibrated in his grip, but the power continued to flow smoothly as if Ezekiel's level of darkness was slowly catching up with the darkness that powered the Scythe.

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.

Rumiko, who remained on the ground, looked forward to what would happen next. “Swordsmanship,” Harvey reminded. Edwin’s eyes lit up. In the next moment, he sheathed his sword despite being trapped in a big battle. Almost immediately, his blade’s glint reappeared in a flash as he drew out his blade without a warning. A crescent glow manifested in the battlefield. The weapons’ flashes and the killing intent were shattered immediately as a result. Only a series of weapons clattering against each other could be heard. The Islander warriors’ longswords could be seen snapping in half instantly by Edwin’s blade.

RIVER: (laughs) Didn't your mama tell you not to lie? MAKEITH: No, but my momma taught me to get rid of my enemies. Infinite Dark Saber (a big black sword appeared and he grabbed it) RIVER: Oh, I think I have two of those (smirks) Fire and Ice...Torchic and Ice saber (two big sabers appeared and he grabbed the ice saber putting it on his shoulder and he held the fire torchic saber on his right hand, facing the ground) MAKEITH: You...you can use this weapon....it's an ancient ultimate weapon

I had never felt anything like it. "He used my face," I said again. "He used my name. He made her hate me." "He made everyone hate you," Vaelthor said. "Serah hates you. Iris hates you. Your reputation is destroyed. Your allies are turning against you." I opened my eyes. They were glowing gold. "I will end him," I said. Vaelthor reached into his robes and pulled out a blade. It was long and curved. The metal was dark and smooth like obsidian. It seemed to absorb the light around it.

“Give me the blade.” Caleb handed her a ceremonial dagger wrapped in cloth. It glowed faintly in her palm, as though recognizing her. Evelyn stepped into the circle. The moment her foot crossed the edge, the stone beneath her lit with golden fire. The wind howled. Whispers swirled in her ears. “Virelith comes…” Evelyn lifted the blade and made a small cut across her palm. Blood dripped onto the center of the spiral. The earth shook.