Pokemon Bitter Blade Novels & Stories

Blade smiled mischievously and wiped the blood off of his nose. “As you can see, these ones are feisty. They got me real good before I brought them here. If not for the potion you gave me, I’d have a harder time taking them but I’m telling you buddy, they are better than the previous pets I brought before,” Blade patted Garett’s shoulders and whispered, “One of them is a minister’s daughter, one of the most beautiful women in our kingdom. And the men? I’m sure the ladies would love them and bid a lot for them.”

Shit! Blade could feel how strong Medina's punch was. Compared to Bernadette, Medina has both speed and strength. She felt like she had been hit by a steel train. Her body hit the rough stone, causing her excruciating pain. She groaned in pain. Blade past injuries reopened. Her body is still not fully healed after her fight with Bernadette. Dealing with Medina will be her near-death experience. Blade barely stood up with shaky knees. Medina smiled as she sat down, staring at her like a lowly ant. "Nice to meet you, Blade. I am the Second Elite Division Captain of Parasite. Let's fight. Captain vs. Captain, what do you think?

“To attack someone as strong as that Rex fool, the prince gave me a potion he had made in secret to give me the speed and strength to perform the feat, the last we fought he was too strong and fast for me. I had no doubts your rogue friend here could not handle the potency.” “We you successful?” Toban asked, pouring a healing liquid into Barton’s mouth. “I was only able to land one hit,” Barton replied, his voice rough and raspy from the pain wracking his body. “That is all that is needed,” the woman said, a broad grin on her lips. “The blade was coated in hyllap, a little addition of my own as a contingency plan. With the amount I had on the blade, it will bring down a fully grown mountain

The blood and pain only show how much I can handle everything. “Nice catch,” he grinned as I throw the blade back in his direction, silently aiming at his head, but the devil caught the blade before it can even touch the strand of his hair. I hissed when he threw a bottle. It’s the antidote to the poison that he poured over his blade. Alpha Zach is known to use his blade for everything. Our bullet is made of special orbs that allow rogues and werewolves to be killed in just one bullet. While her blade is made by the legend metalsmith and he has a collection of poison that he uses to kill his victims.

“I can certify his strength. He is much stronger than I am. Very tall, much larger than any werewolf I’ve seen in his shifted form. There’s just one issue…” Blade was the leader of their patrol for a reason despite being a beta. His experience and technique had more than earned him the spot. He could fight every alpha under his command to at least a draw if not a victory. How could this Arthur be so much more powerful than Blade? Something flickered at the back of his mind, like a memory he had forgotten, but it faded before he could try to retrieve it. “Well?”

I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't even realize that they had both entered the room. Justin closed the door and that's when I realized he was shirtless and didn't even have a gash. "What happened to your stab wound?" I croaked out. He laughed bitterly as he looked down at me. "Babygirl I've been shot and stabbed with real knifes multiple times. A piece of glass can't hurt me." He explained as he looked down at my body as if it were a piece of meat. "But you were bleeding you should at least have a scar." I said in confusion.

Damon shook his head as nothing was going right. "Ask someone to clean it." Yang nodded but frowned when he noticed something on the mug. "What is this?" He touched the green trail of liquid on the mug and sniffed it. "Fuck! What is this?" He scowled at it. Damon frowned and did the same. He scowled when he sniffed the strong odor. "It's poison!" He declared and everyone got alert. "What the hell is going on, man?..." Mikhail scowled. "Who the hell is he?... Don't have fucking guts to come in front and fight... Using these shitty ways.."

“We were going to order food anyway.” “Great.” I force a smile and stab my fork into the pasta. The bar gets more and more crowded as the minutes tick by, but, thankfully, the burger and fries that both Mason and Jacob ordered come out quickly. Poppy is on her second drink by now, and she keeps touching Mason’s arm. I don’t know if I should admire her for being so brazen or trade out her gin and tonic for a water when she’s not looking. She has a horse show in the morning as well and, while I’m sure she has everything already packed and has grooms that will load up her horses for her, no one wants to show horses hung over. Hell, no one wants to do anything hung over.

He snarled and said, "Eloise, don't push me. Apologize. Now." "I won't!" His expression darkened. "What did you say?" I shouted, "I said I did nothing wrong. Why should I apologize?" The words had barely left my mouth before his hand came down on my face again. The force of the slap sent me reeling, my body turning to the side. The vial in my hand slipped from my grasp, and the glass shattered as it hit the floor with a sharp crack.