Heart With Sword Novels & Stories

"It’s where we make our own weapons. If you want revenge, Lyra, you’re going to need more than just your wings. You’re going to need the Star-Breaker." "The Star-Breaker?" "The only sword that can cut through the High Council’s shields," Mira explained. "But it hasn't been touched in a hundred years. It requires a heart that is full of both love and hate." I looked at Leo, then at the door we had just locked. I thought of the King and the Star-Eaters. I thought of my world turning to ash. "I have plenty of both," I said. We walked deeper into the tunnel. The air grew hotter, and I heard the steady thud-thud-thud of a giant hammer. But as we turned the corner, I stopped.

They were both gasping, steam rising from their bodies in the cold air. She looked up at him, from the ground, defiance still burning in her eyes, but mixed with the acknowledgement of defeat. "Yield," she said, the word gritted out. He didn't move. He stared down at her, his chest heaving, seeing not a defeated lady, but a warrior on her back. The urge to gloat died unborn. The victory felt hollow, won by chance. He lowered his sword, offering his hand instead. She stared at it for a heartbeat, then took it. His grip was firm, pulling her to her feet with ease.

Malik caught his wrist mid-swing. Grip tight. Stopping it clean. For a second, they were locked right there on the sidewalk—between the bus stop sign and the row of brick buildings behind them. Neither giving. The city kept moving around them. Cars passing. Music playing. Someone yelling down the block. And right there in the middle of it— Everything slowed. Malik twisted his wrist. Sharp. Precise. The blade dropped, clattering against the pavement. The sound hit louder than it should have. The man exhaled, but even then—

They could not understand how Lucas could still be so arrogant after showing up in the Heartless Mountain. "Kill this brat!" As someone finished speaking, hundreds of people all surrounded Lucas. Hester was a bit shocked. After all, there were so many people. "Clang!" In an instant, there was a flash of lightning in the square. The sounds of sword vibrating and dragon roars rang in everyone's ears as a five-clawed blood dragon coiled above Lucas' head. "Whoosh!" Lucas slashed with his sword. A supreme sword light flew out from the Immemorial Dragon Sword.

I clenched my teeth. "I will remove that bastard from your mind, heart and soul. The only person who should be in your heart, mind and soul is me and only me. I will take over your everything my love, I will make you fall for me crazily. You and me will one day become one and that is my promise" I chuckled. "My dear love......if there is no Faith...." I ripped opened my shirt and I stared at my reflection looking at the name written on the side of my chest, holding a knife in my hand.

he spat. We both sent balls of energy, the blast strong enough to throw the both of us, twenty feet apart. We both steadied ourselves and clashed head on, our swords raised. My eyes were burning brighter, the sword in my hand blazing a bright gold. There was a strange shift in the air and I knew that I had to strike. The heart stopping pain hit me first. I didn't stop to see what it was until I'd driven my golden sword into his chest. He choked, black blood pouring out from his mouth.

“ Do it, Lourde. Kill me. Make sure you don’t do what I did before. Don’t miss my heart, brother.” Lourde nods and I scoffed when he pulls something out of his pocket. “ Really? You’ll kill me using our father’s sword?” He smiles. It reflects over the silver light of what he’s holding. An emblem of Haze family appeared on the silver metal of the sword, an emblem that we’ve been competing for since we were young. “ I want to pierce your heart, King. To feel the skin ripping because of me. To see it bleeds until you lost your life.”

✓✓✓Simeon Mateo, Alejandro Moreno, Alfonso Martinez and Diego Aguado✓✓✓ "Hmmm interesting." She smirked. She checked their pictures and their history together. Her smile faded wgeh she saw everything. "There's no way." She said unable to believe the coincidence. The files fell from her hands as she saw the group they belong to. THE BLUE DRAGONS That's what they always called themselves. She held her head as pain filled her and all her painful memories came back to her. Leonardo Acosta is one of them? She remembers they're the ones she's saw that night.

My heart skipped a beat, my tears moist right then. I dropped to a crouch and held him, pressing my ear against his chest again. I could hear his heartbeat, thumping powerfully through his thin shirt. It was such a familiar sensation. It was Stan's heartbeat. As I closed my eyes, my tears flowed ever so quietly. We stayed like that for a while, and as I wiped my tears, I held Nathan firmly in my arms once more. "Please live a good life with Stan's heart." - Nathan walked with me to the gates of the orphanage, but I never once turned to look at him again.

Arthur roars, shaking him violently. Madin stares at him, too shocked to respond. “I hate you,” Arthur hisses, his voice trembling with fury. “I hate you so much. Tonight, I’m going to end your miserable life.” Arthur draws his sword, raising it high. But as the blade hovers above Madin’s chest, Arthur feels a sharp, stabbing pain in his own chest. The sensation is so intense, it forces him to drop the weapon. Arthur clutches his chest, gasping for breath. The pain feels like a physical manifestation of his heartbreak, as if the sword he intended for Madin has turned against him.