Star-embracing Swordmaster Novels & Stories

A trace of doubt appeared on Lucas' smooth and delicate face. ... The Master of Breaking Swordsmanship Organization shouted angrily, "I have a sword move that can cut down all the people in the world!" Lucas lightly smiled. Of course, there wasn't any change in his expression. Suddenly, he leaped up from the ground with the Immemorial Dragon Sword in his hands. In an instant, he leaped into the air. Lucas raised the Immemorial Dragon Sword in his hands, saying, "Holy Domineering Demonic Sword Script!"

I thought the priests weren't targets, so why? But my own situation became too urgent to worry about other people. I was the one in real danger. I was the unlucky villainess for God's sake. Alistair wielded his enormous sword, taking a powerful swing at the troops of Soma who approached him. The sword started to rumble at that moment. An aura the same color as Alistair's silver hair started to cover the sword. Sword master. I knew that he was supposed to be the youngest sword master in the empire's history. But witnessing it myself was still amazing.

said the man’s voice from inside the carriage, explaining why he had appeared there. Hai Mingyue didn’t care; she raised her hand, and thousands of water swords merged into one, forming a massive sword with the symbol of the Water Palace on its hilt. Seeing the massive sword brimming with life qi, the Sword Empress’s expression changed as she sensed the immense threat from that life-infused blade. Meanwhile, the entire army, witnessing Hai Mingyue’s stance, immediately took defensive positions around the Sword Empress and the horse-drawn carriage. “If you really came for that, it shouldn’t be hard to take my attack, right? Sky-Breaking Water Sword!” Hai Mingyue shouted, unleashing the massiv

On the pavilion floor lay a sword carved with a dragon, and standing on it was the man who had shouted. He stooped slightly, breath ragged; his eyes were bloodshot, bulging as if they might pop from their sockets. Through gritted teeth he thought, 'Xiu Jian is a damned wretch! I can’t even burn his sword!' Indeed, the trembling, furious man was Huang Fu, and the blade beneath his boot was the Sacred Dragon Sword. He had tried to set the sword aflame—yet not only did the flames refuse to take, the fuel he poured seemed to be absorbed and vanished, drying as if swallowed by the metal itself.

Cael sat apart from the others, elbows resting on his knees, gaze fixed on the embers. They glowed red, then dimmed, then flared again when a piece of wood shifted. He watched the cycle repeat, over and over, unable to look away. It reminded him too much of the day. Tension rising. Control holding. Collapse narrowly avoided. Almost. That was the word that lodged deepest. Almost struck. Almost failed. Almost became the thing he had sworn never to be again. His hand flexed unconsciously, fingers remembering the weight of the sword. The moment when steel had cleared leather. The sound it made. How right it had felt, and how dangerous that had been.

Chapter 5 The fight is against Shade Marcus the Narrsissist Vampire King. Sam stands tall, his chiseled physique a testament to his unwavering dedication to fitness. His bulging biceps and broad shoulders exude raw power, honed from years of military battles. His shoulder-length black hair often falls messily onto his broad shoulders, and his piercing grey/blue eyes seem to bore into those he meets. His tattoos, a striking blend of Mayan tribal and Anunnaki designs, whisper tales of his rebellious past and his defiance against the darkness. As an elder vampire and a skilled fighter, Sam's tech expertise and ancient knowledge make him a formidable force in the world. His raw, masculine appeal

Just when I thought I was winning, Xavier pushed me back harder till I landed on the ground heating my head. Nyx winced in pain blood sizzling down. *You think you are strong huh?” His voice was loud in my head. I growled as his claws scratched my fur. Nyx snared in pain trying to fight back but his grip was tight. “You are no Enigma… Once an Omega always an Omega, don’t you ever forget that.” His canines sunk into my throat, Nyx howling in pain as everything started fading. "Sage..." I whispered as though I could feel him but couldn’t tell.

“Our Circle is founded on free will and truth. We refuse your offer.” Countess Sforza’s smile froze. She slammed the chalice down, metal ringing. “Then you betray your lineage and your own future.” She lifted the dagger. “By Ember’s law, betrayal demands sacrifice.” Before she could strike, Alexander drew the twin keys. The serpent key’s eye glowed while the cosmic key pulsed silver. They pressed both to the chalice, and the runes carved into its base glowed. With a flash, the chalice cracked, and its liquid flame extinguished in black smoke.

The look on Slate’s face said it all as Nya stood there with the Heart of Magic tight in her fist. The soldiers’ faces told her that they recognized that it was too late, that they had let the magical gem fall into enemy hands. One of the soldiers held a sword to Slate’s throat, his hands trembling. Nya hadn’t even realized that he was under their control until the tip of the sword pierced his skin, and a tiny droplet of blood rolled down the edge.

Sekora asked. “You will be able to recognize them by the symbols on the hilt, first there is the Tsunami sword recognizable by the wave, next is the Earth breaker sword represented by broken earth, next is the Shadow sword represented by a ghost, next is the Sun saber represented by a sun, next is the Phoenix Wing sword recognized by wings, next is the Speed sword represented by a rabbit and finally there is the Power sword represented by a bull.” D2 replied going back to the lighter tone of voice.