Novel & Cerita Manga Broken Blade

The servant quickly called for the healer, panicking. "Alpha! You can't focus on the dead. Our Luna is carrying your pup. Please, come see her!" At the next moment, Kaelen grabbed the silver knife and held it against the maid's neck. She looked up, startled, only to meet his furious eyes—eyes that were as cold as death. "Who did you call dead?" he growled. "You witch! This is what you get for speaking out of turn!" With a swift motion, he slashed the knife across the maid's neck, and blood poured out, staining the floor.

But Lucas, as if consumed by rage, grabbed her hair and slammed her onto the glass coffee table. The sharp sound of shattering glass, accompanied by Lilith’s scream, echoed through the room. Shards of glass flew everywhere, cutting into Lilith’s face. Blood gushed out, staining her clothes red. Her brother rushed forward to save her, only to be met with a brutal punch to the temple from Lucas. He groaned, fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and then laid still. That punch took his life instantly. Lucas stood in the wreckage of the living room, letting out low, chilling growls.

As my fault, for not being good enough. An year after that had been an year of breaking myself. I did not wish the same upon Noel. _______________________________ NOEL He hadn't fully recovered. And he never would. Now when people laid eyes on the Firstblade, they'd see a man with pale lips, canines longer and their tips pointed more then the others. They'd see the dark lines etched into his fair skin, from his hands up to his jaw. But they just showed how strong he was. "Noel."

I took a deep breath to calm myself down, then I continued again, the wind whipped around me as I turned around. The sound of the blade scraping against the wooden surface filled the air as I did so with each swing. The smell of freshly cut grass and blades of grass mingled together with my sweat, which hung thickly over my skin. The ground seemed almost alive beneath my feet, pulsating softly with energy. A small green light shimmered above the blades of grass, growing brighter as the sun rose higher in the sky.

He made no secret of it, and Tala was always on the receiving side of his fists. But tonight, Tala just had enough. She could not take it anymore and she lost count how many times her father has broken some of her bones, beating her just because he can. She was very glad for the wolf inside her that always helped her heal faster. But when her father told her tonight that he promised her to Hemming, she just could not bear it.

Fighting in human form will be more advantageous than in werewolf form, which means fighting to death. Blade was lost in her thoughts, so she did not notice that Medina attacked her again. Blade has no choice but to attack her again. She was thankful that Medina did not let others intervene. However, Blade already knew she was at a disadvantage with her fight with Medina. The longer the fight gets, the more powerful Medina gets. And Blade could not see most of her attack. She had suffered a lot of injuries, making her speed and attacks dull. But Medina also got a lot of injuries from her, although her attacks were weak. Eventually, Blade's knees weakened and she knelt, Medina kicked her head

I placed a napkin under the water and then pressed it to my eyes for a few seconds hoping the redness would clear away. I calmed my breathing and remembered that things were changing for me now. I have a job. I’m away from my father. School is the last problem in my life, but it is almost over. I am almost free. A knock at the door interrupted my mini calming session. “Occupied!” I shouted hoping the person on the other side would hear me. When I removed the napkin, my eyes were back white again. No puffiness. No tears. I tossed the wet napkin and opened the door to return to Dmitry.

Inside the box is a knife laid on black velvety material. The Omega goes to pick it up but realizes the top isn't attached to the base, so it comes right off. The handle of the blade is black with carvings on it. The blade looks sharp, with old, dried blood near the tip. Aiden touches it and hisses as he jerks his hand back. He brings his finger to his mouth and sucks on it, trying to ease the burn. Silver… ‘Why would the Alpha have a silver blade?’ Aiden wondered as he set the blade back on the base and placed the clear cover over it again.

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Gonzalo doubled forward because of the pain caused by the assassin's kick. "Is that all you got, boy?" The assassin mocked him. Gonzalo couldn't breathe properly. The assassin then grabbed Gonzalo's wheezing body and lifted him before throwing him into the statue of an angel near them. Gonzalo could literally hear his bones breaking. "Come on, boy. The ones who trained you are with balls, right? Then show me that you grew one." She continued to mock him.