Lightning Blade Hand Sign Novels & Stories

The Evil Eliminate Eye between his eyebrows flickered, and streaks of lightning swirled rapidly. "Thunder Blade!" The void was torn apart. A huge thunder blade, with terrifying electric arcs and lightning radiance, quickly rushed toward Mu Chenglin. "Hmph..." Looking at the terrifying lightning, Mu Chenglin immediately snorted. He stood there, neither dodging nor dodging. His five fingers quickly made a cyan handprint and chopped toward the lightning. "Boom..." Following the terrifying collision between the two... Two traces of collision quickly appeared in the space, and with this trace as the center, they quickly and crazily expanded to both sides.

It came from a man with long hair who was standing on top of a cliff. The man lowered his hand. He took a deep breath before raising both of his hands in front of him and put his left foot forward—as if preparing a stance. Jai could see the man raising his right hand upward, while his left hand stayed in front of him. His stance was almost similar to the alphabet letter K. Small sparks started gathering on the man’s left hand, andafter a few breaths, Jai saw the man punched his right fist forward and thick thunder shot out of his outstretched fist.

He formed a magic signet with his hands and unleashed its power instantly. It was a technique called 'Cry of the Dragon, Call of the Phoenix'. The air vibrated all of a sudden, and a storm appeared out of nowhere. The cry of the dragon shook everyone to the bones, and the call of the phoenix was enough to take one's soul away. The sound blade that was formed with the collective strength of all presbyters exploded into thin air. "You just never learn." Chu Xun said coldly. All the presbyters were shocked that the sound blade posed no threat to Chu Xun. Moreover, his attack had greatly upset the flow of their blood. Some of them had blood dripping from the corners of their mouths.

BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.

"Do you Alec Taylor pledge to fulfill all your duties and uphold the honor of the blue moon pack?" "Yes I do." "You're both to slit your palms and hold hands." She handed the knife to me, I did as so without any hesitation wincing when the knife pierce through my palm. I sucked in the pain an Alpha must never show his weakness, I handed the knife to him and he did the same, we held hands and I felt electricity run through me, I shivered slightly, I felt a rush of emotions but they weren't mine, uncertainly, anxiousness....I looked at him and saw he was avoiding eye contact.

Scarlett replied, making the omega nod her head as she remembered Amelia talking about her mate being a warrior. "Here Luna, try this, " Josh extended the blade to Evelyn. "How do you hold the blade? I didn't really see it when you did that before," Evelyn took the blade from his hand. "You hold it like this, " Josh demonstrated, holding a star blade in his hand. "You have to form an 'L' with your fingers when you're holding it. Make sure none of its edges are closer to your skin. Don't move your hand forward when throwing, just use your wrist."

"What is this?" I arched an eyebrow at him. "It's mine." He examined the blade. "This is not of the realm. Where did you get this? How is it even staying here?" I waved my hand. "Enough stalling. Sign the papers." He sliced the palm of his hand open and dripped it on the contract. I flicked out the Night Sword and did the same. Our signatures scrolled across the paper in gold. The Night Sword disappeared up my arm. I held my hand out for the other.

He then walked over to us with a golden chalice and a knife in his hand and he slashed his palm then put it over the goblet so it would drip into it and handed the knife to Greg who did the same without hesitation. “Do you promise to be loyal and do your best to protect this pack?” Logan asked and Greg nodded. “I do.” They sealed their cut palms together and it was done. Greg stepped to the side and I moved forward so I was standing just in front of Logan. He handed me the knife and I slid it across my palm ignoring the slight sting and repeated the same words. When our hand connected I felt a huge rush of sparks that it was a conscious effort to stay standing but almost as soon as he touche

Yet, seeing the man's grin, so broad it seemed on the verge of tears, a sudden thought struck Lance—could this be…… He clenched his fist, raised it high above his head, and repeated the motion three times. This was the signature gesture of the werewolf warriors from Alpha Bentley's legion. Before every battle, the warriors of Alpha Bentley's legion would perform this gesture, followed by three thunderous chants of "Victory!" The ten individuals, upon witnessing this, were moved to tears and mirrored the gesture, raising their fists high three times as well. They nearly burst into chants of "Victory!" but restrained themselves at the last moment. Lance felt a surge of warmth and his heart qui

His smile was breathtaking. Slowly, carefully, Atlas lifted one hand. Dark claws emerged from his fingertips. Not threatening. Not frightening. Simply part of who he was. With a quick motion, he sliced across his palm. A thin line of crimson appeared. Then he offered me his hand. I looked at it. Then at him. Without hesitation, I took one of the small blades I kept hidden and repeated the gesture across my own palm. A matching line of red appeared. Atlas watched me carefully. Like he was committing the moment to memory.