Immortal Sword Novels & Stories

Osman yelled, he was the only conscious offering among the tied men. "You are in no position to tell me any of that Osman. Ever since I met you, my path have been filled with nothing but blood and death and in order to break free from you, I have to fill my hands with blood." Swift swing the sword he was holding in his hands. "Now that I'm about to end everything with the search of Elkanel, nothing you say can stop me." "Then we should talk it out, it doesn't have to be this way?"

Ricky slightly flinched when he felt a strong surge of something cold, yet prickly and murderous at the same time coming from the skeleton soldiers which was now inching closer. KRR!! KRR!! As it's armor clad white figure raised it's bone arms, suddenly, it threw the sword that was hanging on it's hands. Things were seriously not a joke anymore when the flying sword were SERIOUSLY and ALMOST killed Adam by heading straight towards his head. However, before it could split his head open, Ricky quickly parried the sword's direction with his hand and it flew through Adam, passing just centimeters away from his ears and stabbed perfectly on the concrete of the sidewalk across the street.

She dismounted, bearing a bejeweled dagger and a silver chalice. “You two think you’ve fixed history,” she purred. “But without our guidance, the Ember Circle will fracture and be destroyed.” She offered the chalice. “Drink this. It contains the essence of the original flame. Accept our ritual, and power beyond measure is yours and Bellford’s destiny will be secured.” Isabelle glanced at Alexander. He squeezed her hand. “We choose another path.” She stepped forward. “Our Circle is founded on free will and truth. We refuse your offer.”

I said to him and now I looked at the new life flower that is now taller than its dead stalks. Only one day has passed but it has already grown tall. I came closer and I could see his leaf more. I cringe because its leaf is like a leaf, but it is shiny and I notice that the edge of the leaf seems to be gold. I slowly put Sushi down to look at the new life. The leaves are so green and shiny and the edges have a gold-like color and spots. The leaves of the immortal flower are not like this, far away because their leaves were like swords before, but now, they are like swords.

he said seriously as I was just confused, here I am again, so slow to understand everything. "And who is that? What's the book of immortality?" I asked. He smiled as he looked at me. "It's Freeda, she's the key to mending the broken relationship between the vampire and the werewolves. She will fulfill the book of the beauty of immortality," he said then looked at the dark sky, there was a bright star, it was the Polaris. "The destiny is written in the book and no one can change it," he also added which made me more confused. Book? What the hell is he talking about?

It starts with us, and ends with us. And that is the finale of battle of the immortals. It ended tragically, but it was for a greater good of the world.

He didn't know what happened next, but the only thing he heard before losing his life was the sound of someone unsheathing his sword. The other knight who came first wasn't shocked nor did he flinch at all, because something like this isn't new to the infamous Death Sword of Arcland Empire, for he detest weak and untrustworthy people. "This way, General." He said leading the way to the royal villa while eliminating each who would interfere in their way easily, until they both reached the villa's door.

Yuna agreed, “Yes, I have heard of them, but I didn’t think it was a gift like mine.” He sighed, “It technically isn’t like yours. You have perfect memory forever, but these people have perfect memory only in that lifetime. I don’t usually give this gift to people forever because it can be tough on some people. Being immortal isn’t all that it’s cracked up to be. People can go a little crazy after experiencing multiple lifetimes with this ability. It’s mainly because of how they choose to use the gift. Unlike you, they want to use it for self-gain. I’ve seen many that used the gift to cheat their way through life. I was proud to know that you used this gift to change the world for the good a

With the remaining strength of the swordsman, the giant demon finally succeeded in being sealed and turned into a sword with a terrible aura. The sword was locked up and hidden in a mountain in the middle of the desert of death. The desert was so hot that no one could live in it. However, the swordsman and his descendants live and continue to grow under the foot of the mountain. To guard and protect that dangerous sword from the hands of people who are greedy for power. after that great event, the world became more peaceful and serene. The story of the battle of the king who turned into a dragon demon against a swordsman, was immortalized by people into a legend and a story that continues to

It smelled of damp stone, old hay, and solitude. Makil was already there, warming up with a series of fluid stretches that further betrayed his training. He wore similar clothes to yesterday, and two practice longswords were thrust into the ground at the center of the yard. Leigh arrived silently, a shadow detaching from the deeper shadows of the archway. She'd re-braided her hair tightly. She said nothing, simply walked to the center, pulled one sword from the earth, and tested its weight. "No rules," Makil said, pulling the other. "First to yield, or be disarmed."