Lightsaber Duel Novels & Stories

he threatened, his word's firm. I rolled my eyes at his statement and headed to the field. We were asked to pick a weapon and I took a spear, while he collected the sword that came in pairs. ROMAN POV. A spear, she had other items to pick and she chose a spear. I could see the disappointment in Bryce's face seeing her weapon and I felt the same way. But Dante, he felt different, he looked kin, his face didn't show disappointment. The match started with Kai rushing towards Sophia who basically dodge his attack.

"Mom,but isn't Vador the name of our vampire king?" "Yes,he's the dark lord" "Dark lord,really mom?" Ava asked laughing"I bet you made this story up to scare us." "It's real!, the dark lord is vador" Aaliyah said going to the kitchen "My point is that I want you both to stop fighting everyday, Aiden lost his twin and a bigger part of himself.Who knows maybe you'll realize your twin power soon." "Mom we have no twin power "Emma replied "I haven't even figured out my special ability you know."

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.

Luke’s head swung in the direction of him and his dark eyes become slits. He was a man colossally tall like Lawrence, although fleshy, with unkempt hair and a scar over his chest like the beast he was. He growled the flesh at the corners of his mouth pulled back to show sharp canines. Luke had never been a man to run away from a fight and Lawrence knew all too well about this. “Do you believe that you have the right to duel with me, Lawrence?” Luke sneered, loud enough for the arena to hear. ‘’You, your lousy pack will be history by the time I am through with you!’’

I stepped forward, my pulse quickening as I prepared for the duel. Caden, tall and imposing, regarded me with a mixture of contempt and amusement. He drew his sword, its blade gleaming in the morning light. I unsheathed my own weapon, feeling its familiar weight in my hand. The steel felt cold, but it was a comfort against the heat of the moment. The duel began, and Caden wasted no time in launching a fierce attack. His strikes were powerful and precise, each blow aimed to overwhelm and incapacitate. I blocked and parried with all my strength, every muscle in my body straining to keep up with his relentless assault.

Khalid’s eyes blazed with a mix of resolve and frustration, mirroring my own conflicted emotions. Without a word, he lunged forward, the moon sword gleaming as it sliced through the air. Instinct kicked in, and I parried his strike with my weapon, the clash of metal against metal ringing out through the night. The moon’s eerie glow illuminated our duel, casting long shadows that danced like specters around us. With a powerful shove, we broke apart, each of us circling warily. The forest floor crunched beneath our feet, the underbrush a maze of obstacles that added an unpredictable element to our fight.

They both stared at each other and gave a single nod to start the fight and soon, a sword-clack sound stuck around the forest, making everyone shout and growl energetically. Layla wishes the sword could be real at this moment so she can just rip his heart through this sword. As the duel got high, the atmosphere turned energetic and tense simultaneously. Everyone’s eyes focused on them. They both circled each other with unwavering focus. In contrast, their swords clashed in the air with every lightning strike and block in the middle. No one was ready to go tired.

The battle ended quickly, Boro won by KO in five moves, hitting Jun with the flat of his blade using a form of Boro's own creation, one that he called Sword Saints Dull Edge; it was a move to hurt, not kill. Mika won his duel too by the barest of margins. Boro suspected that Mika had paid off most of the students who he thought would be willing to throw the fight but it was just his guess. But watching his fight gave Boro an uneasy feeling, Mika had shown some skill Boro had never seen before.

he urged. I tightened my grip on the sword, putting myself in a fighting stance. We pushed forward, swords clashing, metal shuddering through the air, sparks igniting, indicating the ferocity of the conflict. Lucas pushes forward, his blade slicing with accuracy, attempting to overpower me with brute force, but I evade his assaults with my graceful dance, my extraordinary speed rivaling him.

The smug man had guts, I'll give him that. *** The reception party was ridiculous. Star Wars themed, as promised. Lightsabers clashed in neon flashes across the hall while guests cheered like it was the coliseum. Colin, naturally, was in the middle of it all—locked in an over-the-top duel with Smith. They spun and clashed plastic sabers with all the fake intensity of two grown men who'd never outgrown play-fighting. My side of the room was losing their minds, egging Colin on like he was leading a rebellion.