Luck Blade Novels & Stories

My name is not even close to lame! Patrice Kwon: Ha-ha-ha! It is close! “L” for Lame! *for the win!* The Handsome L: “L” is for LOOKING GOOD and LOVEABLE! Patrice laughed at L’s interpretation of his name. Of course, she loves it when L is childish. She loves it when L is being stupid. She loves it when L is being sweet. She loves it when L is angry. She loves it when L is tempting. And all.

It felt good to let out some heat, but that wasn’t the only steam I had to cool off. “I noticed your blade was a bit blunt,” I said and held it right under the sun, so the light could reflect directly into his eyes. He winced and covered his eyes with his palm. “There you go, as good as new.” I said and sheathed the sword before rising to my feet again. “Goddess! It felt like I had been hit by a bowling ball in the head,” he groaned and I helped him up to his feet. “You really live up to the hype, Beta Lorak.”

Blake said, and with a wave of his hand, the head of the smirking man fell to the floor. Fear and hatred were seen in the people around them, not knowing if they would make it out alive or defeat Blake in numbers. Even then, they hesitated until six men in heavy black robes entered and unsheathed their swords with a broad blade known as Takoba Sword. “Still not enough?” Blake said, and with a flick of his hand, the swords that were ready to cleave through him split, and the top of the swords clanged on the wooden floor along with all their heads with their bodied following, making a thumping sound through the building.

I had forgotten about my role as my father’s heir and my duty to my people. “The hunter stories are not just stories spread by rumor peddlers. They are as real as you and I are. They are as real as the flames of this fire. Lots of werewolf packs in the east have been completely obliterated by these hunters. They are skilled and fierce, armed with silver to the teeth, out to kill...” There were whispers in the crowd. I looked around and thanked the heavens that there were no children.

And now, by a twist of fate, she was confronting the notorious ‘Red Luna’—a befitting title for the woman who would slaughter her way to become the deadly Blood Claws Pack’s luna. ‘I will never let you have the key of my revenge, Amber. Never.’ Diana promised as she stepped backward. A strand of her bangs had been cut down. If she was late in stepping backward from Amber, she was sure that the blade would have sliced her neck already. “Whew! You almost got me there, Amber. You almost got me. I’m impressed… One minute more before I silence you forever, so… Please, do your best without any regrets.” “Bitch! Die, Bitch! Die! Stop moving and die!” Amber attacked once more—fiercer.

Jack said calmly. “Are backing her up because you want her….” Natasha tried to blame him. “Don't even think I had ill intentions to be with her. I left my Beta title back, but inside I still have Beta straight to protect Luna. I saw how deeply Luna was hurt by all five of you. I swear to Moon Goddess I'll keep Luna safe.” A hint of Beta is visible in his voice. Natasha stares at him to find out if he is lying or not. Jack takes a deep breath and hands her the car key.

Now that she is in a sleep she does not know about this but as soon as she wakes up, he will be the first person she is going to ask about. "Kristopher... find Christian and tell him to come here as soon as possible," Blair's father said in a low angry voice and Kristopher nodded. The best friend knew where he was but his phone was powered off and there's nothing he can do after trying the numbers of the lovers who were in Spain. He played and played with the bull, forcing it to get tired and when he was actually tired, Christian emits the stick from the red cloth and intruded the sharp side of the stick in the bull's eye and it immediately knocked down on the ground.

"When a coin falls, don't pick it up because what? Because I can be overseen!?" I stepped closer to the bed and picked up my gold purse before I walked out the door. When I got outside, I caught Blade wiping his big bike. He told me that bike's name and it was the weirdest thing in the world. Its name is Sketcher. I mean, could you believe how softie Blade is? I also wonder how could Liam not notice that Blade comes home at the Dawson? Liam had never doubted him and ordered his people to follow his personal guard.

From here on out, I was going to start living for myself. “As you all have witnessed, Brooklyn Blakley has defeated Chasity Summers. It was a fair fight and you all voted for her to be able to continue. Is everyone satisfied with her being your Luna, or do we have anyone else that would like to challenge her?” Tate spoke up, his voice booming over the crowd. Murmurs fell over everyone as they talked amongst themselves. It was hard to hear what everyone was saying as so many voices speaking at once. There was one thing I heard that stood out though.

Doug/ /We need to get back now. Me/ /Alpha, look at the sky. Peadar/ /Shit, it looks like our Luna might be a tad upset. Niven/ /BACK TO THE PACK HOUSE NOW. ME/ Five of us broke off running full speed back to the pack house. The sky continued to darken as we grew closer. We tore through the rogues sliding to a stop as we reached the pack house. Fredrik was standing there beside Aerian as they held off the rogues. I let out a menacing growl when one of them lunged at her. I stood there mesmerized as I watched her nails turn into claws. Aerain dropped to the ground sliding under the rogue as he flew over her. Her nails raked along his soft underbelly disemboweling him as she went. He hit the g