Razor's Edge Book Novels & Stories

When Jacket was providing cover for him, Jim had already started forming a mystic technique, channeling all his spiritual power into the blade. In a moment, Jim's sword underwent a bizarre transformation. The entire long blade was now fiery red, flames engulfing it. The flames resembled lava, continuously dripping from the blade like flowing blood. Jim's momentum drastically changed; he looked like a Shura returned from hell. He stared fixedly at Sebastian, the flames on the blade reflecting in his pupils. For a moment, he truly seemed like a Shura returned from the abyss. "I'll take your life, in memory of my brother!"

he spat out An angry growl escaped from my throat and before I could make my way towards him, Kiara was already in front of him. A sound resonated throughout the room as she back handed him so hard that his head turned the other way. It was like a whiplash. A scream left his lips again and we all watched as another dagger flew through the air and embedded itself in his right shoulder. “Insult me one more time and I swear to the gods above that I will cut of your tongue and decorate the rest of your body with a thousand daggers before you could blink” Chaos said in monotone

Pivoting to return the way I came, I immediately stopped in my tracks when something glinted on the nearby desk, refracting the light, and attracting my attention. "Um..." I moved toward the desk and leaned in to see a small dagger perched atop a medieval-looking floral leather book with the strangest lock. Stepping up to the desk, I peered at the dagger and observed it had a small silver blade. Nothing special about it. My gaze drifted from the blade to the book, but what called to me was the book. For a few seconds, I just stared at the dagger; I wasn't sure what to do. Intrigued by piqued curiosity, I reached for the dagger. Unfortunately for my index, it slipped on the sharp edge of the

They broke up eventually, after all. "Lora? Did I lose you?" Cela asked. "Oh no. Sorry. Yeah, I guess we can just leave it as is so we can start marketing the book soon and then prepare for the special," Lora said. "Is that all?" Cela asked. She's eager to be left alone in the shed. "Oh, Before I go, I have here something that Nate wanted me to give to you," Lora said. "What is it?" Cela asked.

A silver knife glinted in the dark, as the moon poured in through the sound proofed window, just before it cut through the girl's skin and she let out a bone rattling wail. The young girl began crying.... Begging. She swore to do whatever he wanted. But the pleas fell on deaf ears. The man seemed to enjoy the torture. Slowly, he dragged the blade through her lips and across her left cheek. He did the same to her right cheek. With the gore slipping through the gash on the girl's face, she might be mistaken for a female version of the Joker. She let out a throaty sob, her mouth had been rendered immobile by the incision. This outcome seemed to please the burly man, for he smiled. His smile was

I ask her. She nods. “I don’t want to live with all the drama and him showing up unannounced. It’s not worth it.” Considering her words, I give her a single nod back. Then I turn my eyes to Razor. “You heard her.Move.” His face scrunches up, somehow looking even uglier than usual. “You don’t have a right—” I take another step forward, bumping into his chest. “Get out of the way before I fucking demolish you right here on this doorstep.”

The King made sure of that. I bit my lip, looking around. “I have to kill the King,” I said. The priest bobbed his head again. Then, wordlessly, he toddled over to the book and picked it up, flipping to a page in the middle—a chunk had been cut out of the pages, leaving a small recess within the book. In it was a small arrow, no more than three inches long, with a razor-sharp red tip. He held it out to me, and I sliced it across my palm, watching as the ruby flared to life.

“How’s the pain?” “I’ll live.” I grunted as I picked up the books she had dropped to distract myself from the pain of her checking over my injuries. “I found those on Stephanie’s bookshelf.” She chuckled. “Thought you could use something to keep you busy. I picked that one because the author has my name.” I looked more closely at the books she had brought, chuckling when I saw that one was titled ‘The Rogue Queen’ by Rory McCauley-Hayman. I waved the second book titled ‘Breaking The Bond’, in the air.

In moments he was back inside me, imprinting my insides until it would only match his member. "Ah...ah!" I hate the sounds coming out of my mouth so much, hate how none of it is exaggeration or pretences, that he was capable of making me feel this way. This man who was an enemy... "But he is trying to right everything.. "Razor told me, it was nice to hear her again after so long, even as she spouted nonsense. "That's what he says there's no reason why I should believe him," " And there is no reason for him to lie to you either."

Edward He advanced towards me, casting a shadow over my trembling form, his eyes filled with a sinister gleam. "Oh, Edward," he murmured, almost mockingly. "This was never a battle I intended to win. Consider this a cautionary tale." Without warning, he pivoted and strode away, the sound of his heavy footsteps reverberating through the desolate hall. I attempted to pursue him, but my body rebelled, causing me to falter and grasp my side where his razor-sharp claws had pierced through. Blood seeped through my fingers, the metallic tang saturating the air with a foreboding presence.