Soverign Sword Novels & Stories

“7th Sword, Huckleberry, greets the Ogre.” Ogre, a name that was unfamiliar to most people but well-known amongst the ranks of the supernatural. That was the name of the absolute monarch of Ogre’s Nest. His appearance and location were a mystery, and not even his closest confidantes knew what he looked like. Ogre ruled by passing down orders through the 7 Swords, his direct subordinates. Even the 7 Swords had not seen Ogre before; but there were rumours that the 1st Sword had been graced with Ogre’s appearance before. Professor Huckleberry was known to the world as a meek old man who loved laughter and playful banter; but his true identity was this: He was the 7th Sword!

“This is impossible.” “So was the Whisper Cut,” he murmured. “So was the Serpent’s Maw. We specialize in impossible.” From the courtyard far below, a horn blew—a long, low note that echoed off the cliffs. A scout’s signal. They pulled apart, the moment receding but not breaking. The world, with its perils and politics, was calling. “The first of the lords’ parties has been sighted,” Leigh said, her warrior’s mask settling back into place, but her eyes remained soft, holding his. “Gryffen’s colors are among them.”

I cannot out-read a thing that reads time the way I read it. “It is stable,” I say, and the cold of understanding it is worse than the corridor’s cold was. “It is everything I am, without the fuse. It does not burn itself to use itself. It does not need a heartbeat to land on, does not need a Well, does not need to fold. It has been a Sovereign for decades and it has never once in all that time had to hide a single second of what it is.” I tighten my grip on the obsidian blade until the residual silver flares.

"I have a very important matter that needs to be discussed with you" " What is it? ". " They know about the swords".She turned to me. "Who knows about the sword and how and there are two? ". "I can not tell you who they are. With time you will get to know. Yes there are two. The Sword of Sacrifice is the other one. One of your enemy's ancestors used to work for me. One of them deceived me so I banned them from coming on my land. If their ancestors had not served me so long I would have removed their existence by now" She was fuming by now as if remembering the incident has made her blood boil. She composed herself .

Theo drag his body out of the stream to shore and laid back making the huffing sound. It was Theo first battle, and it was the hardest battle of all, and as well as Theo regret not bringing his sword, because it would be a little bit easy, with the black sword, over time during the practices, Theo notice that the black sword was too sharp, and feel regretted and thankful for the person who sold it without knowing anything.

My fingers are on my chin as I crouched and looked at it. The cover or the sheath was silver with a few pints of gold, I don't understand the engravings etched on it. Because of my curiosity, I held it and released it from its sheath. Unlike other sword, its blade was bluish and silver, the handle was wood in color and the cover was glass. It was not as heavy as it look. I lifted it up and swayed it... Imagining I was a samurai fighting some bad guys. I chuckled.

SOPHIE'S POV I'm here in my room dressing in clothes that I'm comfortable with so I won't have a hard time fighting later. I noticed a long box on the side of my cabinet. I immediately opened it and saw a sword that my father had given me, he said it was from our ancestors. It is not just an ordinary sword because it comes from a goddess. My father said that the goddess gave it because of the heroism of our ancestors, that our ancestors saved thousands of lives when there was a war here in Ausgberg. It was passed on until grandfather bequeathed the sword to father. I immediately placed the sword around my waist. While I was arranging the things I would use later, suddenly there was a knock o

Your mother was over the moon when she gave birth to you no matter how hard it is. Please take care of your mother for me. You were only fifteen when I wrote this letter. But this is the right time that put it in the box. You own every asset that Renzo owns. You are the leader of this land as well. The reason that you might have smelled different species in this sword is because their souls were trapped in it. You will only wield it if any King of each realm goes mad. You will only wield it if it glows in red. The sword will point out the person that needs it to kill.

Dexter said aloud as we heard the door leading to the other sections of the mansion open. Everyone's gaze was fixed on the passageway leading to the stairs, waiting in excitement to see what our Alpha had to present. And when I was beginning to think that our Alpha's surprise was a flop, I saw the hugest scare of my life. The whole hall fell into chaos as most people screamed and yelled in fear while others like myself stood speechless and motionless. It was a man. A man whose reputation spoke for itself. It was the legendary Alpha Blade, known in Haven as The Ripper.

It looked like a halberd, but shorter, with a polished wood handle, and engraved from top to bottom. The spike and axe were made of a bluish material that shone brightly in the sun. Nio thought for a moment that the glow of the weapon was very similar to the glow of the leaves of the tree he had created last night. But that thought was soon forgotten. The goblin just stood there, silent, with no indication that he intended to move out of their way. Shieena leaned closer to Nio and whispered: “Be careful. This goblin is the war chief of the