Knight Lance Beyblade Novels & Stories

That was also the day I met my companion and my wolf Jada. “She’s gone, Lauren.” Jada said and then added, “She’s so incomparably beautiful. Beautiful as always, just like you." I rolled my eyes at her for comparing me to the Goddess. I am Bianca Lauren Blaze, the only child of Alex Blaze, the former Alpha king. But my new pack members know me as Lauren Hackman. My life has always been a series of battles, but these battles have made me stronger. So yes, I am a warrior in my pack.

The ray of blue light faded and when I pulled my palm away from him the wound that once oozed with blood was non existent and the warriors of the Moon Crescent pack were now aware of the power I possess. “I'm Blue Lily pack’s strongest weapon because I fight like a beast and heal wounds like the gods.” ~KILLIAN’S POV~ A healer? Regina Shepard is a healer? A chill ran down my spine and the men present in this room were frozen in time. Leonard had his jaw sweeping the floor. The victim of Regina's surprise attack was still holding his chest in disbelief, probably wondering what happened to the wound on his chest. Even Callum was speechless as he stood by my side, his eyes as wide as saucers.

I spit bitterly. “Well, since the Crown Prince is his adopted father, it will be absolutely no problem for me to find him the best instructor possible,” Gamma Everly assures me. “Actually, I think I already know the perfect man for the job: a new recruit, but exceptionally skilled. He was one of the strongest warriors in his home pack, and even trained the young pack members before moving here. He’s been a standout warrior since his initiation. His name is Lance Silvers.” “He sounds perfect!” I beam, but hesitate a moment later. “I–I’m sure you know Jason has had some… trouble with the soldiers and violence before. I’d hate for anything to go awry. Would it be possible for me to meet Warrior

He was quick, but the Dharmic Cutter was positively a horror on its own! Lance narrowed his eyes from the tremendous pressure but leaped forward fearlessly! He had returned from Imperium, after all, and it filled him with a sense of superiority! Clang! As spear and sword collided, Lance managed to parry Caleb's Dharmic Cutter, but had nowhere to maneuver when the twelve flying swords were cutting him off completely! Whoosh! Lance was shocked by the eerie hum of the airblades, but his six spears also shot out… only to be shredded by the flying swords!

I commanded. I didn't wait for the skiff to touch the hull. I leapt, the Eclipse power coiling in my legs. I didn't glide; I moved as a blur of darkness, a literal shadow cast by nothing. I landed on the deck of the flagship, and the wood beneath my feet instantly turned to brittle, blackened charcoal. A Jade guard lunged with a solar-lance. The tip was a sun-bright point of plasma meant to incinerate steel. I didn't dodge. I reached out and grabbed the lance with my obsidian hand.

Alex flooded with thoughts. Matt, Christian, Jessie and Ivan were chosen to be commanders of the four teams who were purposely separated to guard the four directions around the hive. The humans who acquired powers were chosen to be on the frontline and respond to any teams who are in need of future backups, depending on the outcome of the battle. Kent's powers allow her to materialize her lance and her crossbow on each hand. But surprisingly, only the crossbows can be held by others, making the lance the primary weapon of the queen bee that can't be wielded by any.

Lightning flashed, and plasma gathered as a lightning spear appeared at his shoulder. Across from him, the Sun Knight raised his hammer again. The recently fallen flying beast seemingly teleported beneath him, fully revived. Now, its eyes emitted red light. After flying in mid-air, the red light shot down like two laser beams. Seeing this, Chase hurled his lightning spear toward the flying beast's head before the lasers could reach him. Predictably, the lightning spear would penetrate its head and continue, entering through the Sun Knight's chin and exiting through the top of his skull.

of the South The air in the subterranean forge was thick enough to choke a human, but for the Lycans of the United North, it was the smell of a brewing storm. Rhea stood over the primary "Breaker-Bolt," a six-foot lance of hyper-refined silver that shimmered with a pale, bioluminescent light. It didn't reflect the lanterns; it seemed to consume their glow, channeling it into the intricate runes Elias had etched into its surface with his own claws.

Knight is sitting on a wooden armchair facing Von and in between them is a wooden table. Lance and Beatrice were also still present in the room and carefully analyzing Knights magical power that's surging yet contained masterfully within his body. It's almost impossible to detect without the aid of a magical item. Beatrice's magical item is her earring on her right ear and Lance's were his grimoire, a black book that he carries on his left hip secured by a leather strap.

I watch closely as Lance, who has barely looked at me today, places ten throwing knives down on a table. I’d lost count but I think there was around twenty four of us waiting to use the knives. About fifteen lycans in, I watch with anticipation as Blake steps up. She’s wearing the tightest leggings and her arse is on show for all the males behind her to enjoy. She may have seven older brothers but I get the feeling Blake likes to test their patience and judging by Lance’s low growl at her admirers, he’s just as bad. Blake does really well, she scores the highest so far, six clean throws at the targets and Spike is up next. I’m being very careful, standing at the back trying to prevent going