Moon Breathing Sword Novels & Stories

The air was thick with the stench of death, a suffocating miasma that seemed to cling to his very skin. He waited and then saw Cyrus draw his sword, the shining, sharp edge of it glinting in the dimness of the moon. The blade seemed to hum with deadly energy, its surface catching the faint light and reflecting it in a cold, steely gleam. The moon hung low in the sky, casting a pale, ghostly light over the scene.

Ordinary silver knife cannot kill an Alpha werewolf. I lifted the Moon Sword in my hands, a glimmer of admiration danced in my eyes. The sword, a magnificent weapon crafted with intricate precision, radiated an ethereal beauty that captured my attention. Its blade gleamed with a silvery hue, resembling the radiant glow of the moon itself. I feel the power emanating from the sword, coursing through my veins like a surge of electricity. Its weight, perfectly balanced, instilled a sense of confidence in his every movement. The hilt, adorned with ornate engravings depicting celestial motifs, felt cool and smooth against his palm.

He saw the dazzling long sword gradually taking form in the sky. At this moment, Zella appeared before him. “That’s our clan’s sacred sword, a divine weapon crafted by our mighty ancestors, requiring countless ages to forge,” she explained. “My brother has always sealed it away within the world. The last time he used it was when he traversed the River of Time to the Sky Burial Age. Otherwise, he has never wielded the Moonlit Sword.” Zella walked over, gazing at the sword taking shape in the sky. “My brother brought out the Moonlit Sword, which proves that he considers you a worthy opponent, and is a sign that he’ll give it his all in tomorrow’s battle. Eitherway, the battle will end with one

The blade gleamed with a brilliant silver light, its edge shimmering with a promise of sharpness. The blood sword! I exclaimed internally, astonished by the fact that I had successfully conjured the legendary weapon known to be wielded by a valiant warrior from Cairos—a neighboring nation to Springgan. Apollo had shared stories about it, expressing his dream to create such a weapon one day. Empowered by the gauntlet, I held the blood sword with ease. The blade's edge gleamed, a testament to its lethal potential. Just as the icy shield surrounding me shattered, the dominus seized the opportunity to consume me. Its jaws opened wide as it lunged towards me. Reacting swiftly, I positioned the sw

Christian squinted his eyes. “At least, that’s what we are hoping it does. You see, the moon swords aren’t normal swords. They are ancient and were believed to have been used by the moon goddess herself. They are the swords she used against Mizkeal. It was the moon swords that defeated him centuries ago and also the swords the moon goddess used to cut him into 23 parts,” Levi explained. I peered at him, knitting my brows. “And… those swords have been with Alpha Kings ever since?” Christian tilted his head.

Remember- the moon goddess is with you. A surge of newfound energy assailed him and he opened his eyes. He searched for his sword amongst his few belongings but could not find it. Panic filled him. His sword could not be lost. It was crafted especially for him and imbued with a special magic tailored to his warrior needs. He chided himself for removing it from his side when he was about to sleep. He never removed it. Never.

I looked at her with my eye’s begging her to save me from this endless pit of choices for my crowning. “I don’t know.” I said with a sigh while turning to the designer. “What would you suggest? My mate is planning on my crowning for the blood moon in one month.” I finished watching as the wheels in his talented head turned. “Miss Black, I would suggest this emerald green. It matches your mates’ eyes and represents one of the main elements, earth, which are said to be strongest on the blood moon.” He pulled the most beautiful delicate looking fabric I had ever seen out of his bag.

The sword's surface shimmered in the moonlight, and as it landed in front of her, a soft, melodious voice filled her mind. "Masteeee`r" Silver Moon’s cute voice was heard, carried an edge of urgency, "Time to visit that place for Rui Chang Hu and Shen Yu's issue~" "It's time, huh? Let's go." She took a deep breath, her hand reaching out to touch the hilt of Silver Moon. As her fingers made contact with the blade, a bright light enveloped her, and in an instant, the world around her seemed to twist and shudder. The air grew colder, and the familiar surroundings of the Moon Palace vanished entirely, replaced by a vast and desolate landscape. The sky above was dark and clouded, and the ground b

I had no clue that he bared this much power and had never seen him use it like this before. A scream then caught all our attention and we all looked towards the packhouse. A blast of white light soared through the air, and I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Luna Ella was blasting the Moon Witch with her magic and the two of them were going head-to-head. Then out of nowhere a stream of fire shot towards the Moon Witch and I looked to see Luna Rayne approaching her. Willow then joined in and shot a stream of her white light at her, and I swear it looked like the ghostbusters when they were trying to catch a ghost with their packs. The Moon Witch’s wall that she had up around her was beginni