Kai Razor Blades Novels & Stories

"They're special made, extremely lightweight blades meant for speed more than anything else. They're not going to pierce through any heavy armor, but if you know where to strike, they'll still do far better than any knife." I was honestly stunned for a moment as I just looked up at him. Since when did he give me things? Especially something like this. Was he feeling okay? "Thank you... I really appreciate it," I whispered, a little more than dumbfounded as I quickly glanced over the blades. They were nothing fancy, but he was right, they were extremely lightweight. Normally, I wouldn't even be able to lift a normal sword, but I could carry both of these no problem.

I shouted. I stepped out from behind Rowan. The obsidian blade in my hand felt different now. It wasn't just a heavy piece of stone. It was light, almost weightless, and it thrummed with the soft, white light of the girl I had seen in the warehouse. It was the **Blade of the Unsaid**. Every word I had swallowed, every dream I had put aside for the sake of survival, every "I love you" that had been lost in the roar of battle—it was all there, feeding the light. Vane pivoted, his liquid form spinning like a drill. He ignored Rowan and came for me. He was fast—too fast for a human to track. He was a blur of silver and shadow.

I said, my eyes darkening with a quiet, dangerous anticipation. For a fraction of a second, nothing happened. And that less than a second felt like forever, stretching unnaturally as though time itself hesitated under the weight of what was about to unfold. Then— The air shifted. A faint, almost imperceptible displacement brushed against my face, as though the wind itself had been sliced open by something sharper than steel. Kyde had barely adjusted his stance, his grip tightening on his dagger, his body hunched with the intent of lunging forward, muscles coiling in preparation to strike first.

he asked, his voice dropping into a quiet, raspy whisper that sounded entirely hollow. "It's just a tactical blade, Thorne," I replied, my voice modulator throwing back the mechanical rasp, though my hands were secretly trembling behind my back. I quickly slid the weapon into its sheath, hiding it from his sight. "A custom piece I had commissioned through an underground contact. It’s uniquely weighted for low-light execution." Malakai stopped three feet from me. He didn't try to grab me this time. He just stared at the space where the blade had been, his chest rising and falling heavily.

Too many shadows, too many blades, too many hungry eyes. Kai appeared at her side, his brown eyes bright, his knife dripping with blood. He was still weak from his wounds, still recovering from the healing, but he was fighting. He was always fighting. Stay close to me, he said. Do not wander off. Do not try to be a hero. I cannot save you if you do something stupid.

The scrape of the King’s iron broadsword against its leather scabbard was the loudest sound in the Great Hall. It was a long, grating hiss that set my teeth on edge and seemed to pull the very breath out of the servants kneeling on the floor. Kai Feng stopped on the second step of the dais, the heavy dark steel of his breastplate catching the orange glare of the central fire pits. He held the blade low, its dark, hand-forged tip pointing directly at the space between Yi Zhou’s knees.

Today is the day when Mia and Blaze are going on vacation to Italia, they've prepared their stuff and everything, Blaze just did the last check-up for his pack. "Yes Mrs Blakley, we will arrange your problem since I won't be here for two weeks, contact my beta who will help you." Blaze said through his phone as Klay and Zach are playing together at rock, paper and scissors. "Rock, paper, scissors!" They yelled together loudly and Blaze cringed. "Fuck..." He muttered and glared at them but they didn't notice him glaring at them.

All he could do now was sit and wait for Kirou to finish the assembly. Like that, another ten minutes passed. When Kirou's hands finally stopped moving, assembled on the table were two unique shaped bladed weapons. If any martial art fanatic from the real world was present, they would recognize that the assembled weapons looked similar to single bladed tonfas. The difference was that barrel holding the blades was a bit wider and more reinforced.