Manga Broken Blade Novels & Stories

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.

Her longtime target—Lorcán. A calloused hand held her chin. She couldn't rest since her body seemed to be paralyzed, not because of poison, but because of the man's aura. His hand slipped down on her lips and down to her neck. The man's claw tore the flesh on her neck and seemed ready to break her, but Blade, with all her might, grabbed the man's hair and bit him on his neck—like a wild and mad wolf starving for flesh. She also stabbed him with her dagger made of silver in the chest. "Master!"

I can’t say it hasn’t done wonders for my imagination to think of her. I keep the dark side of my mind tucked in as I search for injuries. Now was not the time to appreciate her body. My eyes lingered down to her stomach. There were a few old bruises. Though now it was hard to tell if they were from the accident since they weren’t fresh. I twisted my angel a bit to check her arm. There was a small gash on her forearm. Blood dripped down her arm now that the shirt no longer caught it. “I’ll be right back.”

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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Mia was treated like dirt by her own wolf pack from the day she was born. People called her a StillBlood because her wolf never woke up and she had no power at all. They mocked her, beat her, and treated her worse than a stray dog. Her only way out of that living hell was a forced marriage to a fallen alpha whose scars ran deeper than flesh. Alexander was once a man of legendary strength and a fierce warrior who led his pack with honor. Now he was just a shadow, crippled and cast aside by the very people he bled to protect. Alexander saw Mia as nothing more than another chain binding him down and another curse dumped on his broken life. However, fate had a cruel and strange sense of humor. T