Robb Stark Sword Novels & Stories

"You don't know how strong I am." "You don't know how quick I am." "You're asking for it, Arry." He drew Praed's longsword. "This is cheap steel, but it's a real sword." Arya unsheathed Needle. "This is good steel, so it's realer than yours." The Bull shook his head. "Promise not to cry if I cut you?" "I'll promise if you will." She turned sideways, into her water dancer's stance, but the Bull did not move. He was looking at something behind her. "What's wrong?"

Both Miren and Dylan stared at each other for a moment before giving a slight nod to signal to the other. Miren had both of Dylan's swords, which she held in her hands. As her white hand moved across the blade of one of the swords, bright red blood that sparkled with gold appeared and covered the blade. The power of the sword was immediately increased to a new level, and if it were to pierce Lucas's skull with its razor-sharp blade, it would be able to put an end to his life in an instant.

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.