Glass Sword Series Novels & Stories

I can't breathe. My eyes rise to his, sifting through, making requests. “This… this says you're dead.”. Ethan doesn't flinch. Doesn't blink. He maintains a steady and serene stare at me. And then, he leans forward. His voice is very gentle and delicate.'". He says, "I should be, Isabella.";". A chill slashes through me. Before I can respond—. BOOM. A gunshot shatters the silence. The windows explode. Glass is a deadly material that falls like sharp diamonds. Why?

Glass grinds into my knees as I am tugged against the windowsill. Jeff is doing his best to pull himself back up into the apartment, but my grip on him is slipping. My knees are on fire as the glass slices deeper and deeper. I grab the windowsill with my free hand in an attempt to keep myself from flying out into the night air, but the broken glass cuts deep into my palm. Blood coats the window ledge and begins to drip down, red raindrops flying toward Jeff’s face.

It went from surprise to astonishment, to disbelief, and finally speechlessness. In the end, Aldor told her that the glasses were made by a prestigious wine glass and decanter manufacturer in Dereland. The wine decanted by the wine glasses would taste extremely mellow. The foot of the glasses was even embedded with jewels. A single wine glass was priced near a million. As they entered, Felicity spotted Corbin immediately. Like a cat approaching its prey, Felicity darted over to him so quickly that Stella failed to stop her. "Keegan, Stella."

The glass didn’t shatter with a spectacular ring; it gave way with a dull, wet pop that felt horribly final. The heavy gold band of the Vane crest ring drove straight through the amber interface, the sharp edges of the crystalline display splintering beneath the raw force of my downswing. A violent cascade of blue sparks erupted from the ruined console, casting frantic, erratic shadows across the cedar-paneled walls of the library before the entire dashboard died, plunging the rear of the room into a deep, heavy dark.

“She might not have the body that you do, but she’s not a slut. She still has track of her body count, unlike you.” “Please leave.” “What the fuck!” I snapped. “You know what? If you don’t want me, I’d get her to leave you,” I sneered. “Look there.” I glanced towards the door. “You see it, huh?” I said, letting a sly grin spread across my face. “Yes, I got all this on recording, and these glasses aren’t ordinary,” I whispered, removing the glasses. “See, it has a camera. It’s a meta glass, sweetheart .”

The crowd could feel that the heat and cold had collided while looking at the swords on the stage. “Let me introduce to you the Blaze Wild Sword and the Deadly Glaze Sword. Blaze Wild Sword is a must be suggested for the people who had fire attributes and were accustomed to fire. The Deadly Glaze Sword is for the people who had Ice attributes. These swords are made by a Grade 5 Novice Armament Master.” Lark Oz said while showing them the swords that Luna had made.

He lay on the ground and said, one hand holding his leg while the other hand was holding his head, "Stop shooting. Please stop shooting. Guns are useless. Even rockets cannot penetrate this type of fiberglass." Hu Xiaoxian stopped, walked up to the glass room, and took a look. There was not a single mark on the fiberglass. She could tell that the glass was extremely firm. She took out a Purple Flash Sword and stabbed the sword using internal force. After a jingling sound, the Purple Flash Sword bounced in an arc and left a tiny white mark on the fiberglass. Qin Haodong walked over and tried to break the glass using the Thousand Blades in his hand. It was still impossible to break the strong

The cube wanted out. Bullets stopped. Silence fell, thick and unnatural. Then footsteps echoed. The woman stepped into the half-light, flanked by two operatives in matte-black armor. Her eyes glowed faintly, not with tech but something older, colder. She smiled at Mara like greeting an old friend. “You’ve seen it, haven’t you?” the woman said softly. “The fractures. The truth between the glass. That’s the shadow reaching for you.” Mara’s chest heaved. “What do you want from me?”

"Elara... he wasn't bluffing. There are twelve ships—Surgeon-class, but bigger—dropping through the thermosphere. They aren't using Dissolvers. They’re using 'Glassing Arrays.'" ​"They’re going to turn the whole valley into a mirror," Killian said, checking his spear’s charge. ​I looked at the crystalline statue of the Preceptor, then at the glowing silver engine. We were outgunned, out-manned, and the very universe seemed to want us to go quiet.

Alien blades flashed before my eyes with a cold gleam, merged into incredibly fast strokes of descending death, and almost instantly reached their goal. Yarsi managed to exhale as he took the blows. The swords of the opponents were like crystal, translucent, glowing from within with a dull blue light. They seemed fragile, but none of them broke, but Yarsi's sword was cut in three places at the same time and crumbled to the ground with a slight clang.