Ruthless Blade Novels & Stories

“Do you have any idea how many times I pierced into someone’s heart with this hand? Or a matter fact, how many dead bodies I ripped and look at the each vein? You wanted to kill me or Alex or Xavier? Do something and all I have to do is cut the right vein or a punch at the left side, you will be dead for good.” He moved a little. I know that move. It is to prove me wrong. But he could not snatch the knife from me and in his blink of eye, I aimed right at his neck. That’s what I did when Christopher attacked me. We were watching each other in the eye and mine are burning and his are freezing. That’s it. I win this battle. “I am going to get you arrested for this.” He said thought gritted teet

Bloodblade's muscles coiled like springs, and he lunged forward with the ferocity of a released arrow. The blade came crashing down as all eyes watched, wide with anticipation. Crash! Forces clashed, and Alexander caught the blade effortlessly with his right hand, then glowing with pure, untainted energy, unscathed. "What?!" The crowd was stunned, their minds reeling from the impossible sight. The Krells' mightiest, the ruthless Bloodblade, had his fearsome strike easily deflected. "You're pathetically weak!" Alexander declared. Then, with a swift motion, he slapped the flat of the blade, shattering it into worthless metal.

I pressed against her back and moved her hand to one of my favorite blades. “This is a Poshland RAM-21. The spiral blade is painful because of the spiral wound it creates and definitely makes it much bloodier. They struggle to heal, and if they do somehow manage to heal, they will be left with serious damage from the muscles and nerves,” I said softly into her ear. Brynn tilted her head, carefully running her thumb along the dull part of the blade. She grabbed it and placed it on the table beside us. Then I moved her hand to another one. There was something incredibly hot about this right here, and I was certain that she could feel my rising lust just like I was feeling hers.

Svanna hadn't fully prepared herself for the situation but had to witness how Russol Sullivan had rushed towards Nightroe. Everything in between happened without a clue. Svanna gasped, instinctively dropping her gifts when she witnessed a hard punch land directly on the sturdy face. She screamed. Not expecting Nightroe's body to almost plummet to the floor, even though the man had found a grip at least. However, there was something unusual that Svanna found. Nightroe seemed to be in pain, though not at the point where Russol Sullivan's punches seemed so steady. Instead, the man's hand seemed to be trying to grip his own dark hair, occasionally as if trying to hide the expression there.

Alpha Kai Rage is a living thing. It coils in my chest, hot and suffocating, crawling beneath my skin like fire ants with teeth. Every breath I take tastes like ash and humiliation. Every step echoes with the knowledge that I was played outmaneuvered by my own right hand, betrayed under my own roof, weakened in the eyes of my pack. Jackson and Aliya.

I forced myself to say. "It doesn't matter, Reis. As a matter of fact, she's on my side now, and she's going to help me execute my plan. And there's nothing you can do about it." He smirked and leaned back in his chair before snapping his fingers. Some men approached with a tray. Resting on it was a blade emitting a glowing green light. "Let me introduce you to the Blade of Poison," Cillian began. "I'm sure you can sense the lethal energy radiating from this blade. We've spent years designing it to kill usurpers like yourself."

I could picture myself like a prey, and this one is my predatory. "Are you okay?" Even his voice wasn't gentle, it's full of viciousness. My lips parted. Dahan-dahan akong tumango at pinagmasdan ang siya ng mabuti. His body's defined perfectly, sculpted like a greek warrior in ancient times. His prominent jawline is something that captivates me, from his thick furrowing eyebrows, thick and long lashes and eyes of a cruel man possessing no emotion at all, it amazes me how flawless he is. Sa matangos niyang ilong, labing maninipis at kulay pula, sa kanyang balat na mamula-mula, hindi pa ako humanga ng ganito sa tanang buhay ko.

“The way he looks at me?” “Yes. I know. It’s how my husband looks at me, how Rafe looks at Marge,” she paused. “Max was right about her brother. He barely talks. And when he does, all he talks about is business. Do you know what they call him in the business world? They named him “The Ruthless Magnate”. And he sure to live up to his name. He seized property by property, whenever he gets the opportunity, building his empire of hotels. But everytime he looks at you, I see tenderness, gentleness, love. Something I have never seen before,” Beatrice gave her a smile and a gentle squiz in her hand. “Honey, whatever situation you are in, whatever set up you and my son have, as long as both of you a

Asked Alpha Aiden looking into my eyes as if my brother , father and future husband weren’t watching the exchange. How shameless does he think I am? “I will rather go to the grave than put my family to shame Alpha Aiden” I spat at him with so much determination, cleaning off the tears on my face. “Alright, I will go with the blade since you are a little bit familiar with it. The wolfsbane and gun will be an easy kill…” a gleaming metallic knife, bigger than a pocket knife appeared from somewhere around his body, as his finger lazily glazed the sharp edges.

he answered his father ruthlessly. Uncle shrugged his dagger-like words off and chose not to take them to the bones. “There’s just one thing I couldn’t and will never accept…” he continued, keeping his arrogance all the way. My heart pounded to hear what he was going to say next. How I wished it wasn’t about me, that it had nothing to do with me… Please— "And that's your daughter, auntie Fidelia," he brutally disclosed, then stabbed me in the heart with his knifelike eyes.