Holy Sword Novels & Stories

And in the middle, on a stone bridge that spanned the torrent, stood Leigh’s father. Lord Valerius was a tall, lean man like a hardened sapling. He wore no armor, only a worn leather jerkin over a grey tunic. His hair was more silver than black, tied back. He held no weapon. He stood alone on the bridge, facing Gryffen’s army, a solitary figure of calm authority.

I heard suddenly as Hayden turned me away covering me, my eyes widened when I saw the silver knife shoved in his belly. "Hayden," I called wide-eyed and Alpha Fenrir stepped back exchanging a glance with Priestess Elena before laughing weirdly. "No," I screamed, stunned.

"D*mn this f*ck*ng life!" He mumbled to himself as he gripped his wine glass tightly in anger. He cringes with anger whenever he thinks of his chaotic life. Because his whole life is full of chaos and violence, if he doesn't get hurt, the people around him are put in danger, so he takes double precautions and surveillance. He also can't let go of the responsibility that has been imposed on him because this has become his defense mechanism to people whose souls are evildoers. He has to be evil to protect himself and the people close to him. Apart from Spawn who is his son, there is one woman that he also needs to protect and that is River.

Sekora asked. “You will be able to recognize them by the symbols on the hilt, first there is the Tsunami sword recognizable by the wave, next is the Earth breaker sword represented by broken earth, next is the Shadow sword represented by a ghost, next is the Sun saber represented by a sun, next is the Phoenix Wing sword recognized by wings, next is the Speed sword represented by a rabbit and finally there is the Power sword represented by a bull.” D2 replied going back to the lighter tone of voice.

"Well... I haven't tried summoning my sword yet but those weapons you have are holy weapons. A holy weapon has a strong connection to its rightful owner. It should answer the call if you summon it." His majesty nods and extended his hand upwards, and uttered his command, "My sword, come forth!" After a second, two, five, ten... There's no sign that a sword is coming anytime soon. Nothing happened. "..." The three of them look stupid, silently waiting for nothing. The crickets sound even louder. "Nothing happened!" Emperor Yin Renshu exclaimed as he stamps his foot on the ground. The proud action he made a while ago makes him feel a little embarrassed.

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 .

He wasn't erratic and perhaps I'd never see him be that way. "You see, this is the best way. You choose, give me Valiant and give me Regal. You are free to go on your own or I can assist in making you go with a hollow point." "Fat fucking chance...just stop with the veiled threats and demands. Show yourself." I heard him say while I watched from a safer distance. The truth is that while he stood there looking like a model in his fancy tailored suit, he was so skilled with any weapon in his hand. He hadn't earned his nickname for no reason. Claymore, that shit would be a testimony to his calloused conscience.