Naruto Executioner Blade Novels & Stories

The blade is an ancient one, forged in the fires of the old world and passed down through generations of executioners. It gleams in the dim light, its edge honed to perfection. Jason’s grip on the hilt is firm, his stance poised and ready. He waits for the signal from Alpha Wilson, his gaze locked on the Omega. A clean and swift beheading is expected if he loses the physical and weaponless combat, with the executioner Jason Wayde. He stands tall above his target, his determination is to end this swiftly, eyes focusing on the culprit and his every move. The Omega’s eyes, however, are not on Jason. They sweep over the gathered assembly, lingering for a moment on each face as though memorizing

"Clear the yard." The assassins vanished. The first guard turned his head toward a rattle in the rusted fence, but before he could scream, a combat blade pierced straight through his throat. The second guard gasped, his hand dropping toward his holster, but a second knife sank deep into his neck, cutting off his air. Both men hit the wet grass with a dull thud. The roaring thunder masked the execution. Shinjiro walked right past the bleeding bodies. "Talk to me," Shinjiro barked as they reached the entrance."

On the execution platform in the courtyard of the demon citadel. The crowd roared around him. Demons eager for blood. The prisoner struggled against the guards forcing him down. Adrian barely noticed. He rested the massive executioner’s blade against his shoulder and looked up toward the throne tower high above the courtyard. Even from this distance… He could feel the king’s presence. Watching. Waiting. The Demon King had many soldiers. Many servants. But only one executioner. Adrian. The man who killed without hesitation. The man who felt nothing when the blade fell.

Before the tip of the silver blade bit deep into our souls, my instincts screamed for those two helpless idiots on the ground to get their asses out of its range, dragging them a distance from it. Both of them landed rolling on the damp ground, entirely covered with mud. Seeing how I threw them, Nicolette might witness her cousin turning into a monster in any minute— if Kian wouldn't get his brain to work. A wicked smile cracked on his face, from the person who just came for execution, “Faster than the lightning indeed.” James stood there, the silver blade gleaming in the pale moonlight reflected on his cold amber eyes. The cold amber eyes that got me buried alive.

He was always so pleased by her speed and ruthlessness in dispatching his elder children, that he doted on her during class. She was unrivaled in hand-to-hand, quicker and more sure-footed than her siblings. She was deadly with small blades as well, and kept one tucked in her boot at all times, just in case any of Killian's cronies took the young Lord at his word and tried to have her quietly dispatched. Not that she ever represented a true threat to either Killian or Reena, she was just as much her mother's daughter as her father's, and it was likely she would be a prey shifter rather than a predator.

One big black tiger, suddenly jumped towards Cyou chen. chyou chen who was already prepared, managed to stab the tiger's eye and directly climbed into his body. He quickly then tore the tiger's neck and ended up dead. Almost the same thing Chyou chen did to the other tigers. but the last tiger, managed to tear the skin and pounce on Chyou chen very fiercely. But Chyou chen didn't immediately give up and gave up, he who was still armed with a small knife in his hand was back in preparation.

The executioner, exploiting this, closed in with remarkable speed, seizing young Dexter by the neck and delivering a chilling message, "Your father tasked me with ensuring your death is painless, though I'm unsure how to achieve that. This is the best I can offer. Rest in peace, Prince Dexter!" Just as the executioner poised to snap Dexter's neck, Blaze unleashed a scorching beam of light from his hands, directing it fiercely at the executioner's face. The man's face began to liquefy like wax beneath an unrelenting sun. A haunting scream escaped the executioner as searing pain coursed through his body, his hands involuntarily releasing Dexter in a desperate attempt to assuage the torment. He

He was just like me, constantly living in a nightmare where he killed his lover. "Since I can't have you, I'll destroy you. You have no idea how happy it makes me to see you descend from the heavens and straight to hell, my princess. "I'm going to kill you before putting you back together—you'll be my specimen and perfect lover. Look at the example your best friend has set for you." He pulled the cloth covering his sculpture, revealing a familiar face. It was Joey!

Inhaling slowly, Kaine's eyes widened as the tip of the blade hugged his Adam's apple, drawing tiny blood, and Axe's lids lowered, his grip tightened on the knife handle. “PFFT” The sound of a fart echoed, and a smirk crossed Axe's lip. "Don't shit yourself." He murmured, the edge of the blade digging lightly into the underside of Kaine's chin. “Whoever sent you. Tell him not to cower and face me himself." Where is he?!" Jasper suddenly blurted out, his hands trembling. Scowling, Axe dragged the blade a bit upward, saying, "Answer him." "I am just the retriever and deliver. He's will my contractor!" Kaine answered.

It was ornate, covered in symbols similar to the ones on Yuna's bracelet. "This is a royal blade. My mother had it hidden with the other weapons. It's designed specifically to kill kitsunes of royal bloodline." He looked at Yuna. "If you can get close enough to Victor, this will end him permanently." "But I'm royal bloodline too," Yuna said. "What if he uses it on me?" "Then we make sure he never gets his hands on it." Noah's expression was fierce. "I'll be right beside you the whole time. Whatever happens, we face it together."