Holy Sword Novels & Stories

"Sarah was my niece." Ayana's breath caught. "I'm sorry." "Long time ago." He studied her face. "He's never forgiven himself. Thinks surviving was a sin that requires lifelong atonement. I've tried telling him Sarah would hate what he's done to himself, but—" He shrugged. "Grief makes people stubborn." "And lonely." "Very." Dr. Hayes's gaze was knowing. "He needs someone to remind him he's allowed to live. Someone brave enough to push past those walls."

"She did not come to me with paper contracts or political promises. She stood beside me in the mud when my core was bleeding. She bled for our mountain valleys while your capital hid behind marble walls!" Gideon unclasped the heavy iron sheath of his broadsword from his shoulder, drawing the massive blade with a sharp, resonant ring that filled the silent chamber. He held the broadsword horizontally over his head, channeling a sudden, massive surge of his Earth Seal kinetic magic into the steel. The blade ignited with a blinding, golden wildfire that illuminated every corner of the vaulted ceiling.

COME FORTH HOLY SWORD COVENANT! *A white-blue striped colored swords comes out at Elaine's hands* Haha, haha! So that's why you called the sword saint, then let me show you mine as will, COME FORTH SWORD AT THE THRONE OF THE GOD OF ZERONITY I CALL UPON YOU THE GOD OF ZERONITY TO COME TO ME AND LET ME USE YOU HEAVENLY GOD SWORD EXDILDURAL! *Then a white-golden cloud appeared out of nowhere there the sword exdildural come out at the clouds and going towards taso's direction then taso grabs the sword and taso said*

( He says as he pours himself a glass of red wine) SHIVA : Yeah I guess ( She replies slowly) DRAKE / SHADOW KING : Excalibur, Goliath’s sword, Samson’s Jawbone, Ahab’s arrow, Judah’s scepter, Spirit sword, Shield of faith, trumpet of Jericho and finally one of the stones of Aaron’s ephod. I am quite impressed that the Vatican were able to get their hands on such artefacts during this period or maybe they have had it all along, anyways it doesn’t change anything. We have seen eight of their weapons and now we have to make sure they reveal the nature of the other holy weapons to us, until them we tread slowly ( He explains as the mirror he was watching a few minutes back goes blank. He takes

After a while, he turned to look at Samuel and said, "When the source comes, we will gather together. When the fate ends, we will disperse. The Forbidden Land of Death Spirit is about to disappear forever. It's time for us to say goodbye." After saying that, he looked at the demon-subduing holy sword in Samuel's hand, which was already slightly red, and said with a smile, "The demon-subduing holy sword is one of the most masculine divine weapons in the world. Even he has submitted to you. It seems that my choice is right."

"That seems pretty bad!" "It is." Jévon squeezed his thighs and urged his nightmare towards the thing. "Lord Ingálvur said he gave you a sword? It's made out of one of the thirty pieces of silver Judas Iscariot got when he betrayed Jesus. It's the only holy artifact we have in the area since we let the Holy Grail go on an inter-museum loan!" I pulled out the sword and almost dropped it. Jévon nearly threw me off to grab it. Honestly, I wouldn't have blamed him if he had.

- They nodded. "Good! Then I'll tell you a bit more about them." - He smiled at them, but unknown for everyone he was analyzing them quite meticulously. "There are 4 'Holy Swords' that were created by my father. Among them Caliburn is with Arthur Pendragon, a sword so powerful it's capable of breaking space, due to that same trait its the sharpest, and strongest." - He started to explain. "Durandal, is a sword that is the embodiment of power and destruction. It's said that the sword at its max is capable of cutting any defense. The current wielder is Xenovia." - At the mention of that name, everyone was surprised.

If he had that blade, he wouldn’t have died in the battle against the Winged Serpent. Village Head Fan cast his gaze to the sword that stood gallantly in the middle. Although the current situation meant that he didn’t have time to waste, he couldn’t help but be drawn in by the blade in the middle. Unlike Durandal, the sword in the middle was completely blue, but possessed a white hilt. It gave off a holy aura, and seemed so sacred that one was even afraid of touching it, for the fear that one would stain its beautiful purity. It didn’t tear into Village Head Fan with its gaze, but it repelled him calmly when he subconsciously reached out to touch it. It repulsive force woke Village Head Fan

Theo drag his body out of the stream to shore and laid back making the huffing sound. It was Theo first battle, and it was the hardest battle of all, and as well as Theo regret not bringing his sword, because it would be a little bit easy, with the black sword, over time during the practices, Theo notice that the black sword was too sharp, and feel regretted and thankful for the person who sold it without knowing anything.

she said as she made the sign of the cross and whispering the words almost inaudibly. The creak of the door was the only evidence of her departure from the confessional considering her fragrance took over the room and the total silence made memories of the past 12mins feel like a better company. "I should have asked of her name. It doesn't mean anything. The shepherd needs to know his flock..." He paused "Well, a sheep you didn't pay attention to her confession" he replied in Soliloquy. Someone was approaching the confessional stall. "I definitely needed that" he whispered to himself as he heaved sigh of relief while he adjusted his robe, kissed his stole and ready for the next confession. T