Luck Blade Novels & Stories

Her eyes are purple. "She's so beautiful, how could she be an enemy?" a man with gray messy hair whispered. His body armor was made of silver, his eyes were blue and he had a scar cut on his left eye. Another woman with long yellow hair stood up. She approached Luna and pushed the man who pulled the princess inside. "Not because she's beautiful, she is no longer an enemy." She wiped the tears from Luna's eyes with her finger before removing the fabric from her face. "Her beauty is ethereal! Is she a goddess?" astonishing question of the man with gray messy hair.

I parried, the impact jolting up my arm. “Don’t get distracted,” he said, forcing me back with another swing. I growled and pushed forward, meeting his strikes with mine. “I’m not distracted. I’m furious.” “Then you’re sloppy,” he countered, ducking low. I caught his blade mid-swing and shoved him back hard. “You forget who you’re talking to, Alexandros. I’m a lycan. I could kill you.” He straightened, sweat running down his temple. “Skill,” he said, raising his sword again, “is more powerful than strength.”

Lucas caught my stare across the carnage and nodded once—acknowledgment that I was safe, that his alpha's mate was being protected even while larger battles raged around us. A blade lay abandoned near the base of an oak tree, probably dropped by someone who'd decided claws were more efficient weapons than steel. The metal gleamed dully in filtered sunlight, its edge carrying nicks that spoke of recent use against targets that had fought back with supernatural strength. I grabbed it without conscious decision, muscle memory from childhood fencing lessons taking over when rational thought proved inadequate for processing the chaos surrounding me. The weight felt wrong in my hand—heavier than t

We stood shoulder to shoulder and raised our Hellblades. Leo began to circle us, slow and deliberate, his massive mane flickering with black flame. Each step pressed heat into the sand. Scorpio lingered nearby, his skeletal exoskeleton clicking softly, tail swaying with quiet menace. “You can pick first,” Leo rumbled, his voice thick with amusement. Scorpio let out a dry hiss. “I take the the mouse, the grumpy one is yours.” Pelin shot me a sharp glance. “Lion’s all yours.”

*Lyra* The wind snakes through the hollow shell of what used to be a cabin, rattling loose shingles like old bones. I pull my cloak tighter and step over a collapsed beam, the wood soft under my boots. Bram moves ahead of me, silent, scanning every shadow the way he always does.

She was oblivious to Alexander's wrath, not knowing that if she had emerged as the winner, she would never leave Ol' Mare alive under Alexander's watchful eye. Lacey then leaped onto the stage, wielding a sword with practiced ease. Amber, armed with the Azure Dawn Sword, a protective jade bracelet, and Silver Secret Gloves, was well-prepared for the challenge. As the duel began, members of Walberton Martial Arts School gathered around, their curiosity piqued by the unexpected confrontation. Lacey's companion, aware of the high stakes, watched nervously. He knew that if things went wrong, they might not leave alive. However, he had no chance of convincing Lacey to act more cautiously.

With extreme fear, Delilah shook her head vigorously as she pleaded, "Tristan, it's me, Lila! What are you…" A scream echoed through the air as he slapped her harshly across the face. He inserted the dagger between her thighs, his tone frosty as he asked, "Was this what you did to my child?" With each word Tristan spoke, his voice grew quieter. Soon, all that could be heard were Delilah's faint gasps. The live stream flickered with static, but the ban still hadn't been enforced. I felt a chill down my spine as I met his eyes on-screen.

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.”

WOULD YOU LIKE TO OPEN THE SYSTEM SHOP? "Yes. Show me what I can buy." A new blue screen appeared in front of my face. It was a clean list of items with numbers next to them. Basic Combat Knife: 10 Points Reinforced Steel Crowbar: 15 Points Low-Tier Body Armor (Kevlar): 50 Points System Attribute Point: 50 Points My eyes scanned the list. Guns were not on the list. That meant I had to rely on my hands and cold steel for now. "LUS buy the Combat Knife, the Crowbar and two Attribute Points " I commanded.