Rick Grimes Hidden Blade Novels & Stories

The blade was the hidden rapier concealed within the ebony cane—Chloe’s most ingenious design. With the "Ghost" pinned and screaming, the elder Liam turned his gaze toward the Fat Man. His eyes were cold, sharp reflections of the blade he had just deployed. The Fat Man’s knees gave out instantly. He collapsed into a heap, his hands raised in surrender. "It’s not my fault! It’s not my fault! Kevin Blue made me do it! I didn't do anything!" The elder Liam didn't waste words. He stepped forward and delivered a kick so powerful it flipped the Fat Man over, leaving him groaning in a heap. A second strike ensured he wouldn't be moving for a long time.

His knife—a monomolecular blade that could cut through enhanced armor like tissue paper—traced a silver arc toward Griffin's exposed back. Only years of combat training saved Griffin's life. He spun with inhuman grace, the blade grazing his ribs instead of piercing his heart, drawing a line of fire across enhanced skin that healed even as the cut was made. But Twin B's assault didn't pause—he flowed from the missed strike into a grappling maneuver designed to break Griffin's neck with mechanical efficiency.

Blade came out with his usual all black clothing—a big black sweatshirt, a black baggy jean, black glasses, black face cap, black sneakers— and a revolver carefully tucked by his side. To my shock, the passenger door opened and a girl came out. She was obviously young, probably fourteen or fifteen with red hair and a round hazel eyes which peered at me through the glass of the coffee shop. I couldn’t help but wonder who she was and why Blade had decided to bring her along. They both shared words before walking towards the coffee shop. “Emily!” Blade called as he walked inside with his companion right behind him. “I’m right here,” I said waving my hands in the air to draw his attention.

she lied as her lips quivered. I guided her toward the kitchen anyway with my palms firm on her shoulders. “Go breathe,” I murmured. “Two minutes. Then you help me and Uncle with the regular” She blinked fast, nodded, and disappeared behind the kitchen door. Eren exhaled. “We can’t leave the hellblades out. If anyone else walks in…” “I know.” I pulled the cabinet’s inner panel, sliding open a secret drawer. The crescent blades pulsed in the dim light lighting up the drawers sides. The panel slid back with a soft click and the eerie light vanished.

"Or maybe threw it away." "Why would I discard my most prized possession?" I questioned gazing up at him. I wasn't the only one drawing unfair conclusions. "Papa, do you see it. It's an Alpha blade." He shouts esctatically. Grayson kneels taking his son in his arms kissing his hair. "I'm proud of you today for not backing down," I admire his sense of fatherhood, watching as he took the time to explain the enscriptions scraved along the blade, and answer Tyler's million questions before he's ripped away from us.

I chipped in and asked. He sighed and responded. " My wife and kids were abducted by Rico. I was so angry because I couldn't protect them. I left the Freeway pack to a faraway place to add to my fighting skills,". I placed my hands on his lap, he looked up at me. " We are sorry about this, Blade. We were in the woods a few days ago when Rico's men attacked and took Kyle's life," Blade raised his shoulder, and added. " I'm here permanently. I'd make sure I revenge the death of my cousin, Kyle,".

Briella looked thrilled, gazing at Woody with an expression full of excitement. "Young man, the fact that you can remain so calm in my presence only points to one thing." Ghost Blade picked up a sharp knife with barbs and said with a sinister tone, "You obviously don't know who I am, which is why ignorance makes you fearless. "Allow me to introduce myself, I'm Ghost Blade. Very soon, you'll truly understand why I have this name, because I'm going to peel your skin off inch by inch and lay it in front of you!

Bruno happily boasted as he rested on Grace’s shoulders not realizing that it wasn’t anything worthy of boasting. Night Blade shrunk in his position hoping that no one heard however he couldn’t escape his boss’s sharp ears. Although Grace and Darcy didn’t take any offense and laughed, Chris narrowed his eyes, as he turned them towards a corner on the right; He shrank even further as he felt his boss’s gaze burning a hole on him. “Daddy, baby Bruno wanted to train with big treasure, and he would find his way to our training arena if Uncle Night Blade blinked.” Emm giggled trying ease her dad’s temper as an appeal get Uncle Night Blade some leniency.

James let go only to push her into the vehicle, and Grace scrambled onto the leather bench seat, her heart pounding in her chest. In a move so fast it hardly registered to her, he pivoted around, drew a dagger, and let it fly down the alleyway. From somewhere in the darkness came a shout of pain, then the low, anguished howl of a hunter meeting its demise at the end of James’s titanium blade. James dived into the SUV next to Grace and slammed the back door shut. "Make us gone, Danny. There's more on the way. Coming at us from above—"

"Hopefully, with all the mistakes you have made and experiences you have, you will be a better parent to your son and our baby. You need urgent rest. I see you falling sick any moment from now. I'm taking you back to the hotel room. We will talk about your son and family later." "There is one more thing you need to know about me." Bryan frowned. "You used to be a stripper, prostitute, kidnapper, drug dealer? I don't care about your past. All that matters is the present and future." "I am Blade." Kim revealed. Bryan comes down from the quad bike. "You are who? Stop this joke, it's not funny. You know how much I hate Blade."