Kirby Blade Knight Novels & Stories

She had a wrapping around her eyes, and her stomach was slightly larger than the last time I had seen her. “Gross,” Juliana said under her breath as Sable leaned into him, and I shook my head as he moved his hand up and into her hair. Cain suddenly twisted it, pulling her head back as he unsheathed a curved silver blade from his hip and lifted it to her throat. Her cry of terror was audible through the thin wall of the house, and I panicked, standing. I had seen the blade before in some of my father’s books. It was a Binding Blade.

His face was emotionless, except for a flicker of a storm in his eyes. Gary then offered me a training blade, which I accepted eagerly. Its weight was familiar, but my muscles already protested—this blade was heavier than those we used in real fights. This training blade had been made by Alpha Lucien, who said it would help the warriors train their muscles and agility. Gary raised his blade in a defensive stance. "I'll try not to make a fool of myself in front of you." I smirked. "Don't hold back. I'll know if you do."

"Well, that changed when I became your number one knight." George rolled his eyes. His feet moved again and took him to stand in front of the dirty knight. "You could always ask for something better to wear." "What? Too dirty for your liking, your majesty?" Anthony chuckled, shoving the king gently. Anthony liked his attire. His ripped black jeans with custom made knee pads over them. The leather strap across his chest that held a sword or a bow (it depended on the day, really). The metal chest pad over his green sweater—the sleeves rolled up to reveal his muddy and scarred arms after each day. The black cloak tied around his neck. It was just him, and he couldn't imagine himself in anything

A part of me was upset about her interruption, while another part said it was good because we really should progress our relationship slowly. “It would be faster if we ran back in wolf form,” Bronx said with a nod from his brothers. Quickly they shifted into Bullet, Blaze and Banshee, shocking me at the speed they had accomplished it in. Must be the benefits of being a Guardian Knight I thought to myself. The three wolves, that I now knew were of Alpha blood, were the biggest wolves I had seen in my entire life, even bigger than their father. With a sound, Bullet indicated he wanted me to climb on his back, to which I looked at him with exasperation.

She noticed that the beautiful woman came closer to them. "Gavin enough, you can't hurt the person who helped me." Because of that, the blade slowly lowered and moved away from Zera. That's when the girl faced her before Zera glare at the man who tried to kill her. "Hey, what right do you have to point that arrow at me?! And since when did they allow to use a real katana when costplaying?!" Zera yelled at the young man who was wearing a long dress that reached his feet and his hair was also long and tied up to his shoulders...

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. But before he could even complete the motion— Steel met skin. My dagger rested against his throat. “You are finished, Commander Kyde,” she whispered, her voice unnervingly calm, devoid of strain or urgency, as if she were merely stating something inevitable rather than achieved. Kyde’s breath hitched. His body reacted before his mind could catch up, instinct shattering under the shock. His legs gave way as he stumbled backward, hitting the ground with a dull, stunned thud.

"I don't need you to protect me. Your love will be enough for me to fight till my last breath." ~ Regan "My love for you is mercenary. Don't expect something that you will never get from me." ~ Lincoln . . . Regan Wells (Maria Turgenev) It started the day in senior high, a game of revenge that I was unaware of at that time. He starts the battle of the unknown with me, a girl with a lost memory against him, a handsome bully with his demons.

Aric growled low, hackles raised. Kaelen stepped forward, meeting its gaze through the helm. “Then strike, and see if I fall.” The deathknight moved with terrifying speed. The greatblade came down in a blur. Kaelen caught it on his sword, knees buckling under the weight. Sparks cascaded. His arm shook, teeth gritted. Branth slashed at the knight’s side, but his daggers scraped harmlessly off enchanted armor. The knight swung again, a wide arc that forced Kaelen back. The sheer power of it cracked stone.

Blade asked anxiously. Sabrina looked at Blade and shook her head. "No, he will be here any minute now" she confessed. Blade pulled his hair with frustration. "What? I am going to die today" he muttered to himself. Sabrina is feeling bad for him. "Don't worry, that is why I came here" she said softly Blade looked. "What? You came here to kill me yourself?" he asked sarcastically. Sabrina glared at him. "That you should have thought about this last night" she snapped at him.

"Dad, Robert and Viktor weren't deserving of their reputation. They only knew some superficial skills. Everyone in Skyarch Palace is highly skilled. Also, we have Greenton's peerless treasure blade, Black Moon." Kelvin continued, "It's incredibly powerful. If we have an innate grandmaster skilled in using blades, we might be able to kill Caspian. I've heard that Caspian has a Diatanium dagger. We can make that ours too." "Who in Skyarch Palace is the best with a blade?" Jerry asked. "The head of Raging Blade, Darren Everett. His blade technique is excellent," Kelvin replied. "Is he confident enough to defeat Caspian?" Jerry asked.