Pokemon Bitter Blade Novels & Stories

I forced myself to say. "It doesn't matter, Reis. As a matter of fact, she's on my side now, and she's going to help me execute my plan. And there's nothing you can do about it." He smirked and leaned back in his chair before snapping his fingers. Some men approached with a tray. Resting on it was a blade emitting a glowing green light. "Let me introduce you to the Blade of Poison," Cillian began. "I'm sure you can sense the lethal energy radiating from this blade. We've spent years designing it to kill usurpers like yourself."

“I’m not raising this pup alone, Kieran Byrne. You fight like the monster they fear, and you come home to me.” One last kiss—deeper, slower, a vow sealed in heat and breath. Then I force myself to release her. I grab my blades from the rack, silver and steel whispering against leather. I do not look back. If I do, I won’t leave. The heavy doors groan behind me as I stride out. The indigo symbols on my chest warm like living embers. Outside, the night air is cold and sharp, carrying the distant scent of enemy resin and fear sweat.

What mattered was the silver blade in his hand, aimed at his father's back. "No! Father" I screamed, but the word was lost in the chaos. The blade sank deep. Cain roared, a sound of pain, of betrayal, of something that might have been relief. He twisted, his wolf form collapsing into human, and fell to his knees. Blood spread across his chest, black in the torchlight. Caleb stood over him, the blade still in his hand, his face a mask of triumph and terror and something that looked almost like grief. "I did it." He breathed. "I'm Alpha now, I'm finally…."

Blood darkens his fur. He doesn’t make a sound. The cut doesn’t slow him. I duck under a snapping jaw and roll, coming up on one knee with my second blade already up. I strike again. Deeper. Cleaner. This is familiar. The burn in my arms. The narrowing of my vision. The way the rest of the world drops out when my body remembers what it’s for.

Felix took that opportunity to run but he got caught easily again. Blade slapped him hard imprinting five fingers mark on Felix face Felix spat out blood and his gaze turned sinister Blade smirked, “do you think you can fight me……,” his words were caught off when a heavy metal hit his face, dislocating half of his face structure. Felix looked down on Blade, “because you have power, do you think I'm an easy prey," Felix asked his voice cold. It took Blade minutes to recover and his wounds to heal, his gaze turned black, his fangs elongating and his real self revealing

The witch sneered, “How does a werewolf like you have such willpower? It's impossible!” “Then you have no idea what the fellowship of werewolves is all about.” I said defiantly. “The lives of we werewolves is a pact. It's about unity, togetherness and love. That is what our pact is all about and I won't ever betray it, not for anybody. I don't know what you're willing to do with my body but I won't ever let you use it for anything evil.” With that, I pulled out the blade out of my back and jammed it into my stomach causing blood to gush out of my mouth.

"There was never another plan." They stepped forward at the same time. The Twin Blades rose. Silver and gold light collided with the black lance. The explosion blinded everyone. A shockwave tore across the battlefield. The bridge shattered. The remaining fragments of the trial dissolved into streams of light. When the dust settled... The black lance was gone. Only tiny particles of darkness drifted through the air before disappearing completely. The creature stared in disbelief. "No..." Its voice trembled. "My power..." Kael lowered his sword. "You were wrong."

Rose Blade was a horrible boss, and I was planning to take his business for this very reason. He never verifies the supplied information after he sees the money offered. Most of the profiles lie. I was stuck with this man. I highly doubted my self-defense skills working here. I looked at him as he leaned closer, attempting to touch me. I had warned him away, but he was smugly smiling at me. He looked at me like I was his wounded prey. His eyes looked scary and wolfish ready for the hunt.

Haris was taken aback when he saw Adrian's attack. He had a deep impression of the Inferno Purgatory. It was this move that told him that Adrian’s weapons were top-notch treasures. As someone from Blade's Reach, Haris had been around weapons since childhood, particularly swords. Adrian's Divine Frost Slayer Blade was the most enigmatic weapon he had ever encountered. It seemed to possess a consciousness of its own, making it extraordinarily mysterious. As for the Hellblade, he deduced from his clashes with Adrian that it was an exceptionally rare and valuable weapon.