Shadowhunter Swords Novels & Stories

"TO ARMS, INTRUDERS IN THE CAMP!" Boro hear the sound of muffled feet to his right and barely leapt out of the way in time, narrowly avoiding the thrust of a sword. He felt the blade graze his chest as he spun in the opposite direction, his own sword flashing in the light of Korone's moons as he delivered an overhead blow to the shadow that tried to kill him. He felt his blade cleave through soft leather and hard steel of a helmeted foe. There was a quick intake of breath and then nothing from the slain person. He shouted again and begun to hear the shout from all around him as soldiers woke from their slumber. The shadowed forms that were across the firepit charged him. One of the shadows w

At the very least, they had never seen such a scary sword. Then, Lucas leaped in the air and dodged the heavy punch that was like a huge mountain. Broom! In a split second, the tip of the Evil Lord Mountain had a huge crater being created by the punch. Lucas leaped into the air and hoisted the Immemorial Dragon Sword, and slowly said, “Ultimate Shadowy Sword!” The Rank SSS Skill, Ultimate Shadowy Sword, was launched, and in just a split second, innumerable swords formed from aura charged toward the Evil Lord’s gigantic physique, at lightning speed.

He spat the blood as his only response to the Grand Hunter. Lorath twisted a smirk on his lips. “You’re too proud for your own good.” He raised his broadsword into the air and said, “I’ll be the one to put an end to your bloodline once and for all.” —[Sword of Wolf Hirashi]— Raeherys had to cover his eyes as the broadsword flashed brightly along with the triangular mark on Lorath’s chest. The light shone in gold as the weapon absorbed the energy from his chest.

As the screen changed, the video started to play. And then… the world around her shattered. Her entire body froze as her eyes widened in horror. The first few seconds were blurry, a dimly lit warehouse, shadows, muffled sounds. Then it came into focus. Vincent. His face was calm. She saw him lift a metal rod. Before she could even take a breath, the rod came crashing down on someone’s head. Blood spilled like water onto the concrete floor. Aria screamed. Her hand clamped over her mouth in fear of him emerging from somewhere.

Face was covered in blood from wiping away the stains of hair that fell in my face and the sweat because it felt like a damn workout. In my eyes you are a pussy when you think you only need a fucking gun to protect yourself, thinking you are the men and no person in their right man would think to challenge , would fear you just at the mere sight of a gun but not me apparently. I’m not anyone, I’m Aaliyah, assassin of the Italian mafia known as Shadow of death.

The blade gleamed with a brilliant silver light, its edge shimmering with a promise of sharpness. The blood sword! I exclaimed internally, astonished by the fact that I had successfully conjured the legendary weapon known to be wielded by a valiant warrior from Cairos—a neighboring nation to Springgan. Apollo had shared stories about it, expressing his dream to create such a weapon one day. Empowered by the gauntlet, I held the blood sword with ease. The blade's edge gleamed, a testament to its lethal potential. Just as the icy shield surrounding me shattered, the dominus seized the opportunity to consume me. Its jaws opened wide as it lunged towards me. Reacting swiftly, I positioned the sw

Severin yelled as he directed the Chaotic Swordshadow mercilessly toward Quinton. The attack caught Quinton off guard, as he had been struggling against the assault of the Sky-Soil Zenith. Goosebumps appeared all over his body as an overwhelming sense of fear crept in. There was no longer time to react, as the Chaotic Swordshadow had sliced through him and reduced his body, soul, and attainment to a crimson mist.

Before they both concluded anything the shadow man again started to attack them and Lucy started to attack that shadow man. As the other shadow figures also started to attack them, Devlin started to fight with them. Not an actual fight but an actual killing. He is not fighting with them but instead, he is killing those shadow men using a sword in his hand which bears a werewolf symbol on the handle. As Lucy is busy fighting with that huge shadow man, she didn’t notice the sword in Devlin’s hand.

A woman attacked back. “Please, step backward.” Luna told the workers and the shop attendant that was close to the long table. When Luna saw they complied, she snapped her fingers and two long Swords appeared on top of the table. Everyone sucked their breath looking at the swords on the table. No doubt it was made by an Armament Master. They can feel the combination of hot and cold aura around the swords. It was terrifying. Before they could relax, a deep voice was heard. “Brother Hector, what about your spirit beasts?” Hansel asked, trying hard not to show his smirk. He saw the way how Jake and Jackie paled. Their faces turned from red to green to purple. Their eyes were full of shock and e

She shoved her hand forward, palm first, pushing him aside with the other. He felt her panic as her eyes turned black, shadowy tendrils coming from her, reaching out to each of them, as a larger one shot forward from her hand, straight past him. Shots fired a shot second later, but upwards, missing them, and he turned to find their attempted assailant flailing backwards as her shadows hit him square in the chest.