Immortal Blades Novels & Stories

Only the sudden weight of steel sliding through flesh and bone, exactly where the mark burned brightest. The Luna mark broke as the blade pierced it. It was not a sound anyone could hear, but something you felt through the bond—like ice cracking beneath unbearable pressure. Kaelor’s pain tore through me so violently I almost missed my own. His shout spread across the battlefield, raw and broken, and every wolf collapsed where they stood. The light around my body shattered. The power drained from me, sinking into the earth, into the sky, into nothing. I looked down. The blade had gone straight through the mark.

The seeds were working together as a team in this battle. Moreover, they had various mystical tools, each powerful on their own. Some were even ultra divine artifacts. Blaze was faced with a hard time due to these tools. Within minutes, he was now the defender instead of the attacker. He had put himself in grave danger. “Attack!” A seed from Lao Mountain saw the opportunity and tried to kill Blaze with his sword. Suddenly, a sword came flying out from the void, killing the person in one slash. It was the Immortal-slaying Sword.

Zephyr looked at his hands and saw blood making his face contort in worry. "What weapon did she use in inflicting this on you?" Lucian asked, dead serious. Zephyr went to his table and brought out the silver dagger that Bellona had used on him. On seeing it, Lucian gasped. "A silver dagger?" He then carefully took the dagger from Zephyr and examined it. "It was enchanted by a powerful sorceress to kill werewolves especially Alpha's like yourself." At that moment, Zephyr experienced a wave of dizziness and he staggered slightly making him lean on the wall for support.

you take care of him" She replied annoyed and snatched her flute from her hands before walking away. Maya rubbed her face exhausted. "Why are you doing this, Damon?... Mira is not made for you!" Damon smirked when Dil crossed the leading horses. "That's my girl... You are made for me, just like your owner... Fiery and strong!" "His elbow is bleeding!" Durga said in panic. "Is this race more important than his life?" "You don't know, babe!"

Fighting in human form will be more advantageous than in werewolf form, which means fighting to death. Blade was lost in her thoughts, so she did not notice that Medina attacked her again. Blade has no choice but to attack her again. She was thankful that Medina did not let others intervene. However, Blade already knew she was at a disadvantage with her fight with Medina. The longer the fight gets, the more powerful Medina gets. And Blade could not see most of her attack. She had suffered a lot of injuries, making her speed and attacks dull. But Medina also got a lot of injuries from her, although her attacks were weak. Eventually, Blade's knees weakened and she knelt, Medina kicked her head

Her taupe colored hair was blown by the gentle breeze, her emerald eyes that stare at me and those red lips I long to kiss again. I kissed her forehead. Talia smiled at us and left. I lean my forehead on hers and smiled. “Do you accept immortality?” She smiled, “I will accept it as long as I am with you.” I kissed her before we walked and disappear to the talls wheat grass.

Instantly, his head felt a subtle sting when it accepted an overload of memories where he tried hard to forget about. Noel's eyes twitched, hiding his pain. "Please elaborate for me to understand." Madam Ruzka heed her Emperor’s command. "Do you remember the time when you see a figure of a person engulfed in shiny golden light? That was your Sol, your other half." His mouth agape, a flabbergasted expression formed on his ethereal face. "…Impossible.” He paused for a moment when another prickly sensation stung his consciousness. “My Sol just died awhile back, how can it reincarnate in a short matter of time?"

“Protect Kalia!” The wraith’s claw slashes, grazing Renn, his relics dimming, his scar pulsing shadow, his body crumpling, his hymn a whisper. Veyra’s blade flares, striking the wraith, her runes blazing, shielding Renn, her voice a cry. “He’s fading!” Cassia’s blade sparks, her fire wounding the wraith, her eyes blazing, her voice sharp. “Renn, hold on!” Maddox’s shadows bind a claw, his dagger slashing, his grunt desperate. Sylvara’s vines crumble, her aura fading, her hands clawing stone, her lips whispering Elara’s name. Lysara’s frost-ring pulses, her blade slashing, her strikes relentless, frost trailing. Theryn’s light-blade flares, their hymn frail, Zorath’s gauntlet steady, slashing

Thank you for being with Madison, Aleister, Mallory, Hunter, Farkas, Ahina, Roberto and everyone else! Battle of the Immortals officially signing off!

Blade came out with his usual all black clothing—a big black sweatshirt, a black baggy jean, black glasses, black face cap, black sneakers— and a revolver carefully tucked by his side. To my shock, the passenger door opened and a girl came out. She was obviously young, probably fourteen or fifteen with red hair and a round hazel eyes which peered at me through the glass of the coffee shop. I couldn’t help but wonder who she was and why Blade had decided to bring her along. They both shared words before walking towards the coffee shop. “Emily!” Blade called as he walked inside with his companion right behind him. “I’m right here,” I said waving my hands in the air to draw his attention.