Glass Sword Series Novels & Stories

“That’s Kimberly warning us we’ve been gone for too long.” I pinched my lips together as rage coursed through me. It swept my vision away, giving the world a reddish tint that instantly made my head throb. The gouges along the mirrors deepened until CRACK! Glass exploded in all directions. Shards of it twinkled like stars, falling from the sky. Both Jude and Ryker erected shields around us. As the pieces of glass hit the barrier of magic they tumbled to the grassy floor.

The glass didn't just crack; it exploded outward into the canyon night, a waterfall of diamond-like shards that caught the moonlight as they fell into the dark. Francis hit the limestone terrace outside, the bass guitar twisting around his torso like a broken rib. He gasped, the wind driven from his lungs, his fingers clawing at the stone. Silas stood at the precipice, the wind from the canyon rushing into the living pavilion, stirring the hair of the fallen Legend and the shattered musician. He looked down at them—the two brothers who had spent their lives competing for the attention of a world that didn't matter. "The fortress is open," Silas said, the canyon air carrying his words out int

One gold. Every person on the battlefield stared in disbelief. Even Seraphine's eyes widened. "Impossible..." Aster whispered. "The Twin Blades." Elyan slowly smiled. "So the prophecy was incomplete." The red-eyed creature staggered backward. Fear finally appeared in its burning crimson eyes. "No... It cannot be." Seraphine looked at Kael and Rhydian with quiet pride. "It is time." Kael gripped the silver blade. Rhydian raised the golden one. The two swords began to resonate, filling the battlefield with blinding light.

Eryndor's Shadowing dagger seemed to dance in the moonlight, its dark blade slicing through the air with a haunting screee-ksss. Each strike landed with a thud-thwack-thoom, sending tremors through the troop's warriors. The troop's hearts raced as the violent zing-ting-zap of clashing daggers filled the field. The savages of warriors, fueled by fury and loyalty, clashed in a frenzy of arms and teeth. The ground grew slick with blood, the earthy smell mingling with the metallic tang of steel. Jack Wolf stood firm, his Moon-whisper spear shining with a soft, ethereal light. He parried Eryndor's strikes with a precision born of desperation, his movements a blur of speed and strength.

A swordsman suddenly appeared and fought fiercely with the despot. the king then turned into a giant dragon demon, with a very terrible and terrible power. The dragon demon fought by destroying everything nearby into rubble. The battle between the swordsman and the giant demon lasted for three days and three nights with the sky continuing to be black, at the end of their battle. With the remaining strength of the swordsman, the giant demon finally succeeded in being sealed and turned into a sword with a terrible aura.

It was filled with copper, silver and gold royals, all to help supply them while they sought out allies. After Boro said his farewell and accepted the money, he quickly made himself busy checking out the two pack horses. He wanted to give Littume and Lord Jetir space for there farewells. He saw Jetir give his son a firm hug and share a few words with him. Then he saw Lord Jetir unwrap the cloth and from it pulled out an ornate brown and gold scabbard. The scabbard was too thick to belong to a rapier, and too wide to be a katan, the long slightly curved, single edge style sword that Boro himself used. This one was as wide as the width of his palm and had two edges to it. A broadblade, an olde

He knew himself that he cant buy a good sword as he have to buy body tempering technique too with this little amount of money. As he tried to pick a sword he saw a beautiful black sword in the corner of rack, Theo mesmerized and uttered," what a beautiful black sword", suddenly from back he heard the word," isn't it beautiful, to sad the cultivator from whom i got the sword told me that this sword cannot cut anything, its dull sword". Suddenly as if deciding something Theo decide that he will take that sword. Theo walked out of the blacksmith shop shouting," Thank you, old man jiang"

“Of course, you guys keep watch, when we get back, I swear I’ll take a day off to go to the falls together.” “We got it Alpha...” They said and afterward, they whisper in a low tone, “Be careful dad.” I give a nod of assent, jump and transform, starting to run to get to Sky as soon as possible. “My wife is overly wooed.” Nicolette POV Silver and I haven’t moved an inch, but as soon as the wind around us stops, we start charging. Silver also created two long swords with black blades and a skull for the hilt. When the swords come into contact, an annoying sound is created and a shockwave makes the trees bend in the opposite direction to ours.

She shouted over the chaos, “Kaelen! Look at the pools—every blow feeds it! She’s pulling power from you both!” He risked a glance. She was right. The reflections around them shimmered brighter each time their swords met. The mirrored Kaelen laughed softly. “See? We’re both her instruments now.” Kaelen clenched his jaw. “Then I’ll break her hold by breaking you.” He drove his blade straight through the reflection’s chest. The sound wasn’t of steel on flesh—it was glass shattering. The reflection gasped, eyes flashing silver-white, and then imploded in a burst of light that threw Kaelen backward into the mud.

I smirked as I used my free hand to turn the water on. “But… the windows. People can see in.” Her eyes watched the three windows that looked out over the driveway and front of the villa. “No one can look in. One-way glass. We can look out, but no one can see in.” I assured her, pressing her naked body against the glass.