La Espada Bleach Novels & Stories

"They are obviously all from the past." Brodi nodded and chewed the inside of his cheek in thought. His Beta was right, but why were they here? And how had so many made the journey? Suddenly, a battle cry had their heads jerking up just in time to see a tall, platinum-blonde woman come rushing at them, a dagger raised to strike. Brodi stepped to the side and disarmed her, but it was not without effort. She was strong and she fought his hold like a wild thing.

EPILOGUE 2 BLAIR. I showed Alonso my dagger—a gift from Mama Patrea and Dada Lucius. It was made in the underworld. Mommy taught me a spell where I could summon it even from a great distance, in case I needed it in a time of danger. But I didn’t tell Alonso I was not supposed to use it for simple duels like this. In no time, we were dueling, and I could tell he was going easy on me. Easy, but not really easy.

BELLA Inside the box lies the dagger. The blade is no longer a silver metal. It is pitch black. Runes pulse along its surface like veins. A thin lock of hair—my hair, Vespera's hair—still winds around the hilt. It should have rotted away centuries ago. Instead, it gleams as if it was freshly cut. Whispers fill the air. Hundreds of voices—crying, begging, and screaming. Rhain drops to one knee.

“You’re not meant to be Alpha Ryu.” An outburst of laughter erupted behind me. It was Ryu, and he was hideous, with blood rolling out of his eyes and a silver sword in his hands. I suppose someone had given it to him while Kyle was busy speaking. “I slashed your hand, and you think you’ll survive my sword aura?” He chuckled, his hands on the handle as he swung it towards Kyle. I felt the heat as the air from the blade moved towards Kyle. “So this is Sword Aura.” I murmured, “Is he an elemental?”

It looked dangerous… sacred… and strangely familiar. “The Blade of Tenebris,” I murmured, recalling the words I’d once tried so hard to forget. “It cuts not flesh, but spirit. A single strike leaves enemies hollow, their will severed. It was quenched in the Void during the First Apex War. Every wielder leaves behind a fragment of their soul.”

She aims horizontally downward for the goblin head. The goblin didn't know what hit him. The blade slice through his skin like butter. His head came clean off and the blue blood sprayed everywhere Ezra notices that the blood was melting some part of her clothes off. Erza was very dizzy but she plans to run in the woods she didn't know where she was going. but she started to hear a scream in front of her she ran toward it.

His eyes were an amazing shade of gold, and just now they sparkled with the dark promise of death. Almost too fast to follow his movements, the dark-haired man crossed the room with its crumbling plaster walls and stood behind the wolf with two curved, ornate hand sickles already in his hands. The soft ringing of metal resounded as he swung with expert precision, not even brushing her hair with his blades while he decapitated her tormenter. The head that had just been level with hers went one direction, while the hands gripping her arms fell away and the body toppled to the floor on her other side. Her mouth fell open in stunned horror, then clamped firmly shut again as she was sprayed with

A sudden, sharp wave of royal fury pierced through the haze. The humiliation of it hit her like a physical blow. She was pureblood royalty. She was the Pale Blade. She was a Dracul. No one—least of all a sweaty, unrefined beast of the forest—had the right to undo her like this. To strip away her centuries of perfection with nothing but an arrogant smirk and a reckless mouth.

"We did what you said. The king is dead. What do you want, Morons?" The short man standing at a distance takes out his sword. He makes it horizontal in the air pointed towards her. The scene constructed by Reza's memory freezes. The sword is frozen in mid-air. Reza's eyes narrow on the blade of the sword. It is shining bluish. The bluish sword is the same, the maker of which Reza has been looking for. If they hold the same sword they are behind his father's murder. He recognizes the fact that along with Alicia other killers of his father got away too.

The next thing, the beast start running towards him, ready to pounce on him with its hoof. "Man, I gonna die!!" Spiro closed his eyes, he had already lost hope because the beast was already upon him. But at the last second, Lightning came in striking the beast and turning it into crisp. One thing was strange, instead of the normal blue lighting, it was silver lightning. "Are you okay?" Vic asked Spiro who was still closing his eyes. "Am I dead already?" Spiro asked as he start opening his eyes, only to meet with that of Vic.