Poseidon Sword Novels & Stories

A river rested on the right side, providing the source of another waterfall nearby. “Are you ready for your training? I hope you finally recovered from what happened recently. Being here is your destiny. Like it or not, you have to embrace it.” Zenus drew one of his swords from his back. Kharyn was following them behind. She held a long sword and handed it to Eleand. “You might die training with Zenus, so I will give you Hasmal—the late king’s sword,” she said. “Thanks,” Eleand hesitated for a while. Because if this sword belonged to the king, he should take good care of it. That responsibility alone was overwhelming. It was a warrior’s sword; the hilt was black, and its pommel was a form of

He offered the sword at Amari. "Huh? Isn't that?" Amari immediately realized the relic sword at the front of her. "Yes. It was the Aquarius Relic Sword." Alkhun puts the Katana at the hand of its new owner. "One of the 13 Zodiac Relic. They're only 12 of it, now I'll be giving you this." Amari can't believe what she was hearing. A Zodiac relic was something you wouldn't buy at a cheap price, even if it is just a replica.

God Poseidon's eyes dilated at his courage. He raised his sword to pierce him but just as his sword was about to penetrate Chris's chest, the necklace on his neck glowed causing him to drop his sword and drop to his knees. The whole kingdom was amazed. It was the first time since God Poseidon was created that he went on his knees. Even Goddess Amphitrite, Isabella, and her sisters were amazed too. "Please rise, father," Chris helped the great God stand. "You're my son the prophecy speaks of?" God Poseidon held his hands as he asked.

The crowd gasped in unison. Maya Kaye looked at Caspian, and then her eyes fell on the sword. "Flame Phoenix Rising into the Heavens," Caspian said. "It's made from the Red Willow Fire Scorpion's poisonous tail. It's accompanied by the Seven Kills of the Demon Emperor, the Thunder Cutting, and the Heaven-scorching Flames. It's a fifth-grade spirit tool." Maya Kaye took a deep breath and reached out to hold the hilt. In an instant, a stream of flesh and blood continued, and she felt the sword body was as smooth as her own body.

One thing Zeus hated was his powers being compared to others, especially Hades. As if on que, Zeus had begun to boil with rage at Apollo's remarks. I'd wondered why he couldn't keep his mouth shut. Sounds of lightning and thunder were heard, as Zeus's eyes and body glowed, and the Sparks flew, and there it was- Zeus's lightning bolts, his favorite weapon. The whole mansion shook, as the lightning struck even outside, the lightning bolts came down fast, and, Apollo didn't seem to care, nor tried to plead. Poseidon got up quickly, he knew Pleading with Zeus now was useless. He channeled his powers into the waters in the jars on the table with his trident, using it to shield Apollo, the lightni

“No! You are wrong, I was yours… what am I even saying? I was never yours, and I will never—” My words died down as I felt his lips impossibly close to mine the anger in his eyes hardening making fear and panic clog me. “You’re testing me Lyra! I am very possessive of my belongings, I won’t have anyone messing with them. If anyone has a death wish, then I dare him to as much as stare at you, I won’t hesitate to end lives.” He states with pure menace. “I am not afraid of you Sage, I have never been and we both know that,” I say inaudibly.

Even if they would still respond if the master only used their energy. Rion's sword was named Zephyr. The 'gentle breeze', even though the attack was not anything gentle at all. It was always deadly, but with the minimum wound. This is how Rion could show a little compassion to those who fell as his enemies. A quick, merciful death.

Tay points at them and blows them up. Poseidon and Typhon are still in the water fighting. Trident against sword. One of Typhon's snakes strikes at Poseidon. "Asshole" Poseidon sticks the snake in the head with his Trident and yanks it out then jabs Typhon in the chest with the Trident and pulls it out quickly again and throws it in the middle of Typhon's forehead.

The long wait was over; the final battle had begun. Veyra stood at the front of her army, her cloak billowing in the gusts of wind that whipped around her like the fury of the storm itself. Her hand rested on the hilt of the Sword of Zevi, its blade shimmering with moonfire—a weapon that had seen countless battles, but none like the one she was about to lead. The sword was more than just a weapon; it was a symbol of everything they had fought for. Of the sacrifices that had been made. Of the blood that had been spilled.

He asked, shooting me a death glare. If glares could kill, I would have been dead by now. I cleared my throat. "Uhm...I...I want to change in there." I said my eyes was filled with tears. I thought he was going to sleep with me again. "Why the fuck are you hiding your assets from me? They are mine. I own everything on your body."