Luck Blade Novels & Stories

Their remarks caused Shadowblade’s expression to twist with anger. Lacey chuckled. "Well look at that. Looks like I struck a chord. You're the ruler, eh? I think you're just a coward who dares not even moan when someone slaps you in the face!” "You’ll die for that!" Shadowblade was angered by Lacey's provocations. He roared and threw a flurry of punches, shooting bursts of air as sharp as blades toward her. Nicholas launched out with his sword to shield Lacey. Clang! Clang! Clang!

"Think about it, the name Kopis is ancient Greece for a knife and it's no coincidence that your name..." "... Is Blade." I finished for her as I began thinking about it. "If this is in anyway true, that means I'm cursed." "Yeah!" She said. "You are." My heart crashed as somehow, I had been hoping that this bloodlust thing would go away and I could try to have a normal life again.

"Let's see if you can escape from me," Brett asked while looking around him. There are eight small blades in his hands. He considers these as his new favorite toys since he bought them from an auction in New York. The eight blades are made from high qualiy stone and they are worth million dollars. Brett only brought these treasures because he wanted to show these off to Adam and Chandler later. But it seems he'll use them as his weapon this time.

The impact sent him crashing to the ground of the cage. The crowd cheered crazily, screams erupted all around me. "BLADE!" "BLADE!" "BLADE!" I pulled out my custom-made blade gleamed with a savage hunger under the bright arena lights. The polished steel bore the name "Capone," etched into the metal like a proclamation of death. Its edge was as sharp as a serpent's fang. It looked eager to cut, having tasted the blood of many before. The handle, wrapped in black leather, felt like a coiled snake in my grip, ready to strike with deadly accuracy. This blade wasn't just a weapon; it was a merciless instrument of brutality, a symbol of my unrelenting power in this world.

​The air in the sub-vault lobby was thick with the smell of ozone and the heavy, metallic scent of suppressed aggression. Elena stood her ground, her boots planted firmly on the cold concrete. In her left hand, she clutched the Legacy Drive, the pulsating green cube that held the only surviving shards of her mother’s soul. In her right, she held a short-blade, the edge humming with a molecular vibration that could cut through reinforced steel.

It was diamond cut diamond, and neither of them would take a step back. Suddenly— Buzz! There was a purple long light bursting from Lyu Kuang's hands. It was a red-purple irregular-shaped long saber! The saber radiance was like a bolt of purple lightning and covered Liang Feixue in it. "Hahaha, you are very strong, but you're not worthy of being my opponent. Let your brother, Li Muyun, come. He can make me use my real power!" Lyu Kuang madly laughed. … Ding Hao was watching the battle under the arena.

A silver-trimmed cloak billowed behind her, offering an ethereal aura as she moved. Lana's eyes flickered over the arsenal of weapons laid out before her, each one meticulously chosen to aid her in the upcoming battle. A silver sword, its blade shimmering in the dim light, rested in a sheath at her side. Its hilt was adorned with intricate carvings depicting wolves in a fierce chase, symbolizing both her strength and her connection to her pack.

he growled. The rouge in the black cloak laughs sardonically. “Oh, you can’t kill me, alpha. I’m the key to your heir’s life…” the rouge smiled wickedly, and a small bottle appeared in front of him at some point. “Does it ring a bell, alpha?” Drake and Beta Dillon look disappointed. “How dare you!” Drake growled.

Blake shows no mercy, as he bends down and punches him on the face, knocking the so called skillful warrior unconscious. Alpha Stewart becomes impatient, as he paces from one side to the other. Seeing his warriors being taken down by the three so easily. He under estimate the abilities of the alpha's, and more importantly, he under estimated Blake's Luna. He knew she was a warrior. The surprised guest he received a few months back told him all about her. He knew she had skills in combat, but he was sure it wasn't such a big deal. He was wrong, very wrong.

“Friday sounds good.” “Don’t we have a date this Friday?” Yu, who happened to be at the library already, asked as he sat beside Leia. “I know, but we could just move it to Saturday.” “Hell no. I have Saturday training.” “What? No. I memorized your schedule. I know you don’t have training on Saturdays,” Leia insisted. Yu looked annoyed as he brushed his disheveled brown hair using his right hand. “That’s my normal schedule, but we have a match next week. Didn’t you know that SCA’s Golden Lions will be fighting against Bedford’s Maroon Tigers? I thought you know everything.”