Excalibur Holy Sword Novels & Stories

In my previous life, it had survived the onslaught of the Haunts, and my brother had lived. I hoped to find more of those infant spirits there, to amplify my strength. Yet, before I could make my move, a fierce blaze erupted in the distance on the mountain. "This is bad..." Ambulances zoomed by, a blur of bright red and flashing lights. My heart broke into irreparable pieces. A sea of flames engulfed the forest, thousands of acres alight. The wooden swords I sought were no more, reduced to ashes and charred remains. "No..." I tried to dash into the woods, but Jim held me back with an iron grip.

Cameo asked from behind me as I stepped into the air-conditioned space. I ignored him. My fingers drifted lazily over the weapons. Metal kissing my skin, while one name burned through my mind. Abel Roshid. “Sir?” “Cameo, do as I’ve said.” My voice cut in, cold and final. His heavy sigh followed, then the sound of the door closing behind him. When I was alone, I picked the flick blade with serrated edges. Unsheathed it and ran my thumb along the ridges, feeling every bite of it. A dark smile curled on my face.

“Princess, we need to leave!” The loud thud on the door awoke Maria from her thoughts. Her eyebrows creased as she was annoyed by the sudden interruption. She walked towards the door and opened it, standing right outside was a tall, sturdy man. Sweat poured unceasingly from his forehead down to his chin, Maria looked at his hand, and the sword he held. Bloodstains, she thought. “Lord Falstad, why is there blood on your sword?” Staring straight at Falstad, she asked in concern. A mutiny perhaps? Unlikely, there are knights in the castle far better in swordsmanship than Falstad.

I held both of her hands with just one of my hands and brought my lips to her ear while keeping her still. ________ Do you know what my strongest weapon is in the fight? - I whisper with an arrogant smile on my lips. - The force... if I may say so now I'm going to knock you out. - I announced taking her shoulder without caring about the beast that struggled on top of me. I left the ring still holding her and then stopped in front of the pool. And so I threw myself along with her keeping her close even though I knew I was playing with fire... - I said I would win. - I announced watching the expression of hate burn in those emerald green irises, however something in my chest turned on like a l

The man with the long sword ran to him as quickly as he could and was forcing his sword to stab the neck of the man in front of him. Lixien stepped up and took the sword he was resolute in holding using her power and she held it blade with her index finger and middle finger. The sword shook and the blade crumbled into pieces. Suddenly, in the middle of the commotion, the soldiers who didn’t sense her presence, kneeled and shouted. “May you live in longevity and may the god bless you, Your Majesty; the Empress.”

Dexter said aloud as we heard the door leading to the other sections of the mansion open. Everyone's gaze was fixed on the passageway leading to the stairs, waiting in excitement to see what our Alpha had to present. And when I was beginning to think that our Alpha's surprise was a flop, I saw the hugest scare of my life. The whole hall fell into chaos as most people screamed and yelled in fear while others like myself stood speechless and motionless. It was a man. A man whose reputation spoke for itself. It was the legendary Alpha Blade, known in Haven as The Ripper.

She purses her lips in displease seeing everyone is leaping aside. 'Why in the hell would they leap away as if it's a vulture?! The sword is aimed straight and they could have just stepped aside from its way! Why would they do backflips and all? Is this a gymnastics class or what? And what's with that dude? Why is that guy breathing heavily as if he just escaped from a hunting lion?' She notices only a few guys just took a step aside and stood straight calmly. THUD! Her eyes follow the sound and see Parthib stopped the sword by holding it in his bare hand. The sharp edge has cut his palm resulting in bleeding.

Even though it shall be the grief of someone who she really loves. Ruby weakly moved her free hand and caressed the blade of the sword lying inside the velvet-covered box. She can feel the power of the blade by merely being in the same room as it. Even after hundreds of years of being parted from a Pendragon, the holy blade that protected the land still shined like a golden star .

The Sword of Eternity. Elena's heart leaped. She pushed forward, her steps quickening. The light grew brighter, more distinct. She reached the sword just as the darkness began to close in around her. It was beautiful a blade of pure white crystal, its hilt wrapped in silver. It hummed with power, ancient and immense. Elena reached out, her hand closing around the hilt. The sword exploded with light.

Count Croyso smiled and nodded, asking Thomas to take it. Selena brought out a dazzling short sword, its sheath made of gold and encrusted with gems, the hilt adorned with a large, lustrous pearl. It was incredibly valuable. Holding the sword with both hands, Selena said, “Father, you are a warrior, and this sword suits you perfectly. I went to great lengths to find it, so you must like it, or I’ll take it back!”