Scud Blade Novels & Stories

One weapon accomplished, imbue blade strength success. Tink! State blade release. Name : blade Strength : 10 "What a miracle." The leader didn't consult, he knows the conversation between elder 1 and Cleo Nie. Before Xiao Wan gives the blade, everyone already lines up to make a request. "I want a sword." "You rejected before." "You missed hearing." "Your blind indeed." "I want a knife." "I need a girlfriend." "Bro, you older enough." "This is blacksmith!" "Damn!" "What do you expect with the plan?" The leader sigh, prepare some excuse.

The scout replied as he had managed to raise the switchblade. "Oh please, I can tell that you now have a grounded fear for Ramsy." Vladimir excuse his pitiful attempt at countering his threat. "Was he the one that stabbed you?" "I could do a better job if only you choose to still point that blade at me." He drew closer to the scout, out of the resting position. "There's a reason I became a beta, and my prowess in the dungeon paved the way." He sneered as his check began to press into the switchblade.

We sat on a leather-lined garden chair sat in the shade, expensive, deliberate. “The matter…” Blade started, glancing at me, and I looked around feigning disinterest. “It's about Amity Sb-3s” He began. I furrowed my brows, confused. “I know you have the weapon's blueprint.” He continued. I glanced at Salvador whose expression was unreadable but unsettling. “They know too.”

"Before I forget we're in a war zone and take you on this floor." I step back, breathless, my skin burning where he touched me. I move to the kitchen table. Spadino is there. He is perched on the edge of the wood, his feet resting on the bench. He is peeling a blood orange with a combat knife. The blade is six inches of serrated steel, designed to gut a man. In Spadino’s hands, it is a delicate instrument. He slices the rind in a perfect spiral, the zest releasing a burst of citrus scent into the air.

Frederick had narrowly escaped death, but they were still in grave danger. This realization brought tears to everyone's eyes, and despair filled the air. Blade swaggered up to Frederick, and placed a revolver in his hand. "Now, there's one live round and five blanks in here. Take your turn first. Go on, aim at your head!" Blade commanded, barely containing his excitement. "Just so you know," he added with a hint of satisfaction, "this bullet is a mini-explosive round. If it hits, it'll blow your head to bits. Your skills won't save you!"

Mist blade leapt into my grip—weightless, cold, alive. Shard flew from pedestal, slamming into the fuller. 47 hellebores merged—black silver weaving into mist steel. Progenitor hearts orbited, pulsing. Ruby heart sank into hilt—Remy’s coyote essence. Amethyst heart sank into guard—wolf-cousin bond. Crown HUD exploded: HELLEBORE BLADE 2.0 ACQUIRED │ ├─ Form: Katana / Mistblade ├─ Charge: 100% (spring-water)

"Your mom made me take this. Said you'd need it." I accepted the blade, feeling its weight. It was heavier than I expected, and covered in symbols that seemed to shift and move in the corner of my vision. "What's it for?" "Killing demons," Skye said simply. "Or at least hurting them enough to make them rethink their choices." Despite everything, I almost smiled. Almost. We approached the gym entrance together, and with each step, I could feel the magic inside me responding. Growing stronger. More insistent. Like it recognized we were walking toward danger and wanted to protect me.

If I hadn't stopped that attack, I might have died. Analyze! [Meteor Blade] [A blade fashioned from old stars that have fallen from the sky. It is one of the world's most powerful substances.] "Hmmm...interesting." I then took a glance at the sword I was wielding. There was a minor scratch in the middle. It was at this point that the two blades collided. Despite the fact that my blade was an artefact honed with a Unique rank core, this unrefined blade was able to damage it. "Wise, you there?"

Alphas can’t die. As if reading my thoughts, she smiled and this time it was more than a usual I-know-what you’re- thinking- smile. She showed her white teeth and make a ‘tusk’ sound and put her hand behind her back only to reveal a magnificent knife blade. My eyes widened knowing what it was. the blade of Zydus. The weapon to kill alphas. The very weapon who claimed the life of alpha Andrew and probably if the rumours are true, Derek's’ too.

I rounded up my story "You're really evil ,you're a devil" Whitney yelled and I slapped her "No!! Don't you dare touch her you bastard" Jack yelled jerking on the chair "Don't worry lover boy, you'll get to watch more of this" I said and took a heated knife I held Whitney face in place and began moving the knife close to her face. "No stop please don't hurt her" Jack kept yelling I grinned and sliced Whitney face with the hot knife, she cried out in pain as blood gushed outta her cheek