Ruthless Blade Novels & Stories

His chest heaved with his ragged breathing, his face flushed with his anger, as he stared at her, daring her with his glare to say anything that contradicted him. Silence. No one moved, not even Famallumi who usually couldn't keep his mouth shut. Tryna just stared at him, her expression neutral. Pux, however, never even looked at him, keeping his gaze on the ellyll, his hands still on his hips. Finally, Tryna nodded, her long, blonde hair barely moving as she did. "You are right. I cannot blame you for what you did not know. However, Rhychard this is a dangerous path for both of you, and unknown for the most part. There has not been another Warrior's Blade in over seven hundred years, and it

Lyall didn't give her a single second to explain. In a blur of motion too fast to track, Lyall drew a sleek, black steel dagger from his belt and hurled it forward. Thud. The heavy blade buried itself perfectly, straight to the hilt, directly into Ruth's heart. Her towering body swayed for a split second before crashing heavily into the dirt. A thick pool of dark blood immediately began to spread beneath her chest. She was dead before she even hit the ground. "Ahhhh!" Catherine and Vera shrieked in unison, scrambling backward in sheer horror.

I shouted. I stepped out from behind Rowan. The obsidian blade in my hand felt different now. It wasn't just a heavy piece of stone. It was light, almost weightless, and it thrummed with the soft, white light of the girl I had seen in the warehouse. It was the **Blade of the Unsaid**. Every word I had swallowed, every dream I had put aside for the sake of survival, every "I love you" that had been lost in the roar of battle—it was all there, feeding the light. Vane pivoted, his liquid form spinning like a drill. He ignored Rowan and came for me. He was fast—too fast for a human to track. He was a blur of silver and shadow.

Kevin took a step forward, and said with a sneer, "Ruthlessness begets stability. Isn't that your mantra, Blade?" "You..." Blade gritted his teeth angrily, but he knew that he and his men were in too much trouble. Larry was just as pessimistic about their chances, and he looked at Severin beside him while asking, "Mister Severin, will be able to kill our way out of this?"

“She’s locked in a container on my dock. If I have to pull the trigger, I’ll have my men drop her in the ocean —ALIVE.” Rocco’s grip wavered as he took the gun. His fingers trembled, nearly dropping it. Mr Blade stepped toward Rocco, gripping his cane. He pulled off the rubber tip at the bottom—revealing a sharp blade. With a brutal thrust, he stabbed Rocco’s foot. Rocco screamed. Mr Blade twisted the blade deeper. "I pull it out; it goes in your back next. Stop wasting my time." Rocco sobbed. Dontrell’s voice cut through, counting. "One. Two—"

“Yes, that is Mommy. And we have to thank Mommy because she took care of you for almost ten freaking months. Can you believe how strong Mommy is? I doubt Daddy can last a day with you clinging to my belly…” I giggled softly as I wiped my tears. Blade was everything I never thought I wanted. He was rude, ruthless, and had no regard for decency. He was a man I believed no one could possibly survive living with. He came into my life like a hurricane, blowing my life out of proportion and throwing me into a darkness I never knew existed.

“You’ve got a lot of nerve showing your face here after everything you’ve done.” To my surprise, Blade doesn’t even try to fight. He raises his hands in surrender, a resigned look on his face. “I’m not here to fight, Rion,” he says, his tone calm, almost weary. “I know when I’m outmatched. Fighting you would be pointless.” His words only serve to infuriate me further. “You betrayed your Alpha, your pack. You plotted treason with Isla and Ezra. Why shouldn’t I kill you right here, right now?”

However, after one step forward, she felt a chill in her stomach and it froze her. She instinctively looked down at her abdomen and saw a crimson red blade pointing at her. One more inch and the blade could gut her alive. “Nether Viper Sword?! You…” Ruth turned to Kaze with a fierce glare. The expression on her face shifted multiple times, from fear to shock. She was one of the young prodigies of the Dragon’s Nest. She was talented and probably stronger than Hannah, yet she did not notice Kaze ambushed her with the sword.

“I let myself believe again. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice…” “Well,” Thorne interrupted, “I think the show’s over.” He pulled out a long silver blade from his robes. It shimmered under the emergency lights. “Let me show you what I do with weak links.” Before I could react, he moved. Fast. Too fast. Like he didn’t follow the same rules of time as the rest of us. The blade sliced across the first girl’s throat. She collapsed without a word. Then the next. And the next. And finally, Riven.

Copy that, General. The moon is shining so bright, there are no clouds in the sky. The members of 12K Triad were surprised when the military team headed by General Ari de la Lucca appeared on land and sea circling their operation. There were exchanges of gunfire; then, the military officers threw tear gas canisters.