Next Sword Art Online Season Novels & Stories

He smiled at her, but it appeared to be a mocking smile from afar. Asking, 'Is that all you got?' Her grip becomes tighter. [BLADE LAW] On her other hand, a blade appeared. The blade on her right was burning red, but the new blade appeared to be burning with a bluish flame. She should just give it her all in a situation like this where she doesn't know what to do. {Blade Law (Epic Rank)- According to heaven's law, if the first sword misses, the second sword is a sure hit. Until the skill expires, the user gains Sword Aura.}

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

The tight knot in my chest seemed to loosen just a little at his words. We walked on in silence for a while before he added, "The first winter at the academy is always the hardest. Everything you buried tends to resurface. But once you get through it, things get easier. Northmoon is big enough for anything to begin again." I couldn't help but ask, "So? Will it get… better?" "It will." Hunter's eyes reflected the pale glow of the snowfield as he said, "A blizzard doesn't last forever, does it?"

When we met face to face, Sarah and I both froze in shock. She wore a pure white silk robe and brand-new deerskin boots, her hair cascading like a waterfall—clean and silky smooth. I wore a leather cloak that had rotted over twelve years, reeking of mildew and blood. My mane was tangled and matted, intertwined with dried grass and thorns, my skin roughened like tree bark from years of fighting and hard labor. It was as if she were the noble and elegant Luna, while I was merely a lowly, weak Omega.

The memories of the borderlands, the hunts, the bloodshed—they all blurred into the background. Only the blade remained. Steel. Control. Focus. He spun the sword once and brought it down in a clean strike that would have split a skull from crown to jaw. The sound echoed softly across the courtyard. Then— “You train early.” The voice came from behind him. Deep. Smooth. Ancient. Adrian froze instantly. His instincts reacted before his thoughts did. He turned and dropped to one knee. “My king.” King Vaelreth stood near the entrance of the courtyard, his dark cloak stirring slightly in the cold morning wind.

She faced me angrily, standing tough. "I can now see that you don't care about this people, that's why you gave your throne to Argon. But let me tell you this Deron... I care about them, and you can not drive me out of this pack because I am now the Luna of Red wood. So, deal with it." She declared, marking her ground.

Theo drag his body out of the stream to shore and laid back making the huffing sound. It was Theo first battle, and it was the hardest battle of all, and as well as Theo regret not bringing his sword, because it would be a little bit easy, with the black sword, over time during the practices, Theo notice that the black sword was too sharp, and feel regretted and thankful for the person who sold it without knowing anything.

CHAPTER 18 ~REGINA’S POV~ *** Blood stained the snow, and the bodies of my comrades fell to the ground with a thud. My claws sank into the flesh of an unsuspecting male. I watched the life drain out of his eyes, and his body fell to my feet. Heavy pants fell from my lips, and I watched the horrific scene unfold before my eyes. Killian and Callum fought the man I once loved while the rest of the Moon Crescent pack fought against the Blue Lily pack. They must win this war. They have to; We cannot lose; they must not lose. All is fair in love, hate, and war, including the sacrifices made for the people.

Instead, she roared, launched herself forward, and leapt toward the pavilion. Onyx and Ivory did not expect her to attack head-on and drew their swords angrily. They shouted, "How foolish!" "Stand down," Alfredo ordered coldly. The moment he spoke, countless sword auras exploded around him, crisscrossing through the air before turning sharply and raining down on Sheena like a storm. Sheena threw her head back and roared, punching wildly as a faint glow spread from her fists. This time, every sword aura that fell from the sky shattered before it could touch her.

Arth was left with no choice but to free the sword from his grasp. He fell and hit his back against the ground. Looking up, the Sathir slowly climbed higher and higher. “You’re not getting away,” Arth said as he pushed himself on his feet, spread his arms on both sides, and cast, “Glacies Materia.” Copying Frostcalibur’s form, Arth replicated ten ice swords that flashed and appeared around him, all pointing upwards. He aimed them all towards the beast right above him, then fired. The swords sped upward and found the Sathir. They plunged through its wings, gut, chest, neck, and legs, causing it to lose balance and fall. The ground shook as the enormous body landed, orange blood spilling and f