Nightmare Soul Calibur Sword Novels & Stories

Lariempi said emotionlessly “Lord please teach me how to kill them, even with my powers I could only watch…” Amelia said before breaking into tears again and Lariempi smiled slightly “You couldn’t kill them because your weapon was too inferior.” He said, he then raised his index finger and a drop of golden god-blood dropped from his finger and landed on the ground

Nazeera tried all she could but there was really nothing she could do. Ever since that day, Calum changed, he rarely engaged in battle except it is a matter of life and death, he used his swords now, and for someone who was trained to be a skilled archer, it slowed him down a lot. He would often have nightmares and when the nightmare stopped, insomnia followed, Nazeera had proposed to me that we suppress that memory of that night for him but I knew how that would affect him.

Cristian thought that he would go crazy when he saw the inert body of his partner on the floor covered in blood. His body vibrated so painfully that the wolf stepped outside. Tearing at his clothes on the way he ran in the direction of the man who had hurt his wife, his soul mate, his half, the person he had waited so long for. The anger, the pain, the hatred; A mixture of overwhelmed feelings clouded all sanity, leading him into the abyss of revenge.

Sapphire went stiff in my arms as her eyes flicked to the door. I didn’t let go. Rather, I leaned in again, slower this time, brushing my mouth over hers one last time like a threat. “Go ahead,” I whispered. “Scream now, stepmother. Let them hear how much you want your fucking stepson.”

"Keep it steady!" I regained my footing between the bags, aimed, then took another two shots. One hit his upper arm, the other his shoulder, but he kept coming, unfazed by the gushing holes. I shifted my weight onto my other foot and grinned. I might not have stopped him, but the Thornblood dipped bullets had punctured him, binding shade and host to the same satisfying fate. I fired one last time, hitting him strait between his soulless eyes.

“It’s already corrupted. Engaging him directly will only waste your energy. Observe, learn, strike the soul itself.” Avery exhaled sharply. It was still hard, resisting her instinct to intervene. Her hands tightened on her scythe. The man’s shadows writhed, forming spikes that jabbed at the air. Avery watched, noting the speed and direction of each movement. The corrupted soul was teaching her, almost mocking her through its extensions. Kael gave a subtle nod. “Good. You’re reading it.” The next encounter was deadlier. Shadows erupted from a side alley, humanoid shapes lunging with jagged precision. Avery swung her scythe, striking the first few before another lunged from above. She ducked j

Her eyes widened in surprise. "Impossible." She said. I immediately put my sword on her neck and pierced the tip on her throat. "I win." I said. She glared at me. "Is that really what you think?" She said and threw sand at my face. The sand got in my eyes and I found it difficult to see. "Lucif!" I heard Diana's voice say. Diana screamed loudly and then there was silence. "Diana! I heard Linda cry out in tears.

he asked, reminding her of the good ol’ days when the two of them would take on the world with hardly more than a general idea of what they were up against and nothing to lose. “Utilize the chimney for an advanced team. Create a diversion. Send as many troops in from as many directions as possible. Pray they don’t have a lot of those damn scandium bullets, even though I know they will.” “Emma’s not done with her full body armor yet, but she does have several dozen chest plates and helmets. Mikali picked them up on his way here.” Jo arched an eyebrow. That was good information to have. “That will help.” He nodded. “Lucas has called in as many Souled Vampires as he can. We’re up to about sixty

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

The strongest of his attacks then came down. Kayson barely avoided it and suddenly asked, “Do you know Ground-Scrincan?” “I’ve heard of it. It’s an elusive technique of the Shamanian Society,” Ghoul Sword answered with a frown. Kayson suddenly let go of Celeste’s hand and dashed forward, shocking Ghoul Sword, who went flying at the collision before he could attack. “Ugh!” Ghoul Sword’s nose was broken alongside a few of his ribs, and he began to cough blood.