Slashed O Novels & Stories

The day before our wedding, my fiance, Brandon Foster, and his girl bestie pulled out their wedding certificate at the casino. Brandon shrugged as he said, "It's just a joke—we'll be divorced tomorrow, and everyone knows that Wanda and I are strictly platonic." Wanda Stiles, however, was smiling provokingly. "Come on—they say marriage is sacred, so you guys can quit gawking already and hand us our wedding presents!" Everyone around the table laughed, with someone saying, "Alright! I own a business in the West End, and you can have it for your wedding… if you beat me at the dice game. Table rules." I didn't argue and merely sat at the table, smiling faintly as I met Brandon's frown. "The

I carried her out from the dirt to see Jimmy wielding a silver blade that sliced through the air in an arc and slashes blood from Gregory's throat, he stands there momentarily shocked, "Lanna" he whispers as his body slumps into a heap, flames leap into Lanna's eyes and Jimmy is fearful for the first time, he turns on his heels and runs. "Come," Lanna says to me. I stand beside her with Desert in my arms and tears running down my face, "Desert" is all I can whisper "Shhh" Lanna smiles "Right everyone it's time to end this," I turn to see Acre, Sky, my mother and father and grandma Beth all standing around us, the latter three had burn marks around their necks from where the silver collars w

He was so humiliated that he and his friends spread rumors that I was sleeping around, stringing multiple guys along at the same time. When Sally found out, he went after them one by one. He beat every single one of them until no one dared whisper my name again. One time, the boy who started the rumors called in a few of his friends. After school, they followed Sally down the hallway and shoved him through a floor-to-ceiling window. Sally never saw it coming. His entire body crashed through the glass, and he tumbled to the ground in a shower of broken shards. The fall was not far enough to cause anything serious, but both of his arms were slashed to ribbons by the fragments.

His eyes opened wide. “There is an inscription.” I nodded, suddenly remembering. Yes. There was an inscription. What? “Something in Greek, I think,” I said. “Latin,” he corrected. “Spina rosam et congregari Salem,” he said, and then looked at me, as if expecting me to understand. I had no idea. I never had. “It says: The rose and the thorn meet in Salem.” He stared at me, and I stared back. My mind raced, wondering what that could mean. His eyes had shone with a newfound purpose.

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This was the first time Zephyr used Seven Slashes against others. This sword style had seven slashes, each slash carried with it great power and force, each movement better than the last, many would fall before them. Zephyr’s blade shot violently through the battlefield, much like a dam that was being broken, his power came crashing upon his enemies. Many of the guards were killed in an instant, their bodies fell to the ground upon contact.

Meanwhile, Lucas didn't even bother to say hello, instead hiding behind Clara as if watching a show. I smiled generously and replied, "Sorry, this is a custom piece from Saint Laurent. It's not surprising that you've never seen it before." Laughter bubbled around us, and Clara's face soon turned red. She was about to retort when Ethan stepped forward and introduced himself. "Nice to meet you. I'm Ethan Hurrix." Ethan's last name seemed to catch Liam off guard. He hesitated but forced a handshake. "Liam Waltz." Ethan stood half a head taller, his presence clearly overpowering Liam. Combined with his prestigious surname, Liam's unease and irritation grew.

the doctor asked instead of telling them about his condition. “Yes, he did.” Answered Eliot. “Was he rejected?” asked the doctor again. “No, he was not rejected, his mate is Shannon and he found out the day she disappeared,” Eliot answered and the doctor sighed. “The Moon Goddess has a way of playing with us, alpha treated his mate as a slave, and now that he needs her. She is gone.” Said the doctor looking sad for her alpha.

Swish! Old Cross was slashed by the silver sword energy. With widened eyes, his body split into two. He was as dead as he could be!

The crib was empty, and everything was gone. Even our wedding portrait had been taken down. The room held nothing of mine except the faint trace of my scent still lingering on the pillow. Every sign that I had ever existed in this house had been erased. I had been desperate enough to wipe away every last trace, to leave him with nothing to hold onto. Jasper slid down the side of the bed and crumpled onto the floor, clutching the pillow to his chest. His shoulders shook violently, and a single hot tear rolled down his face.