Falcon Blade Terraria Novels & Stories

"Be something that survives the blade." The magnetic seal locks. I sit in the dim light of the Faraday cage with my hand resting where his palm was, and the child's heartbeat still tuned to his frequency. The drugs are already losing ground—I can feel the silver threads pushing back against the amber weight in my veins. I reach into the bedpost and close my fingers around the Phantom Blade. The titanium needle begins to hum faintly, the silver light from my skin leaping onto the metal as though it recognizes it. He wants a weapon.

Falcon just laughs, a chilling sound that echoes in the dimly lit room, and says, “It’s far from over, Sebastian. I had every intention of keeping Shelly as my own heir maker and bride, but now, killing her will serve just as well. You see, I want you to feel the full weight of my power, to know that I’ve taken everything dear to you. First your parents, and now your step-sister—or should I say lover.” His words hang in the air, heavy, and I can feel the tension tightening around us like a noose. Just as his laughter fades, a sharp, searing pain slices through my abdomen, pulling a scream from my lips. I look down in horror to see a shard of glass, once a part of Falcon's twisted game, embed

Lions and goats clung to her garments, crawling up her shoulders, their stone claws digging in, making the entire figure feel disturbing. Pelin’s grip tightened around my hand. “Manolya,” she whispered. “I don’t like this.” “I know,” I murmured. We moved deeper into the temple, inching closer to the statue. My hellblade began to glow, its familiar red sheen flashing ominously in the dim light. Pelin gasped softly. “your blade.” I looked at her hand. Her weapon glowed in response too. “Demons or creatures” I whispered. “where is it? I don’t see anything?” Pelin said cautiously.

Aidan could sense bad energies if close enough and we thought that was cool, we saw the blade in the corner of the room and we had to move quickly without disturbing the man who was burying his cock in the species he claims to hate. I stood at the door with my gun pointed at his heart while Chance was going to make the switch when he had the troll ride his cock. It was the perfect time and Chance switched it out without making a sound and I backed out. Aidan chanted a spell on the troll so she wouldn't die when he killed her. We meet up with Ty who had us teleported back to Frogger Forest and they examine the blade, the blade was fighting to merge but they kept them apart. Toffe took one to

The pack warriors looked like they wanted to snap me in half just to see if I bled like them. Brock’s aura filled the yard like a stormcloud. “She is your Luna,” he growled. “Show her respect, or answer to me.” Silence. Not a single wolf dared speak. Still, I could feel their doubt pressing against me, heavier than any chain. Brock turned to me, his golden eyes burning. “You wanted strength. You’ll earn it here.” I swallowed hard, but nodded. I wasn’t going to back down. Not in front of them.

Raphael replied, "I do not plan to annihilate or conquer a race or anyone except Roosevelt, what I will do instead is forge an alliance between me and each race, just like the pact I want to propose to you, wolf." I demanded, "What pact exactly." He smirked, "Annihilating Roosevelt together, and serving me." Mars snapped, "You expect us to serve you? Who do you think you are?" Raphael gripped his sword, he looked seconds from unsheathing it, his fingers locked the hilt, I could witness frozen tendrils of mist bleeding out. "You nearly forced me to draw frostbite" So Raphael’s sword is called Frostbite Blade. The blade is long, straight, pale blue like glacier ice. It doesn’t shine. It drinks

Absurdly gratified by the structural validation, Val slid into the driver's chassis, and Finn occupied the adjacent passenger berth, a completely rejuvenated, electric frequency radiating from his muscular frame. "Isabella and Tyler are coordinating their trajectory to interface with us at the training dome. She is transporting my competitive blades from the villa reserves. Does your wolf require a brief navigation to your personal living sector to retrieve your custom gear?" Val shook his head rapidly, denying the option. "Negative, I will simply acquire a temporary rental asset from the facility queue." Finn monitored his profile with absolute predatory focus as Val initiated the reverse m

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

Luke’s father went back to stand by Luke’s mom while Luke stayed forward, and I went to join him. The priest, once again, handed me the knife. I cut a slit down my other hand and handed the knife to Luke who did the same. I spoke into the microphone. “I, Blake Wulfric, elect Lucas Hemming as my beta, to be loyal to and lead the Midnight Maple Pack alongside me.”

The temperature of the area spiked up, to the point they felt a gut wrenching sting sensation all over their skin. Now that she pushed Creed into the air, their sequence started to crumble apart. The heat around the blade was too much for any of them to handle. It became almost impossible to stay close to her. "SHIT! SHIT" Falco took two steps back and jeered in frustration beyond limits. "Goddammit!" Rain clenched rapier, a look of instant defeat cropped up on her face, "She wants to end this with brute force…" "So she can use that attack whenver she want— fucking hell!"