Supernatural First Blade Novels & Stories

The Hollow Blade waited for her there. It was no weapon forged by men, nor a simple vision birthed from fear. It was something etched into the marrow of her existence. A spectral blade with jagged, shifting edges, its body wreathed in whispers that cut deeper than steel. The voice it carried wasn’t one voice, it was many, layered, distorted, yet unified in cruelty. "You think you can wear the crown of Luna? You think your blood is strength, hybrid?" the Blade hissed, circling her in the void-space.

The surrogates lunged. Red eyes. Clawed hands. Bodies that didn't feel pain. Kael stepped in front of me. His blade met the first one's chest. It stumbled back. Kept coming. "They don't stop!" "Then we don't either!" I grabbed a fallen sword. Gold flooded my eyes. The First Ones power surged. --- The corridor became chaos. Surrogates poured from the cells. Alliance wolves poured from the ladder. Bodies clashed. Blades flashed.

“Then you know what you’re up against.” That was the day Adrian’s childhood ended. ⸻ The hunters raised him the only way they knew how. With steel. With discipline. With the understanding that monsters did not hesitate—and neither could you. Adrian learned quickly. Too quickly. By fifteen he could track demons through forests most men were afraid to enter. By seventeen he had killed his first one. A lesser demon. Small. Fast. Still dangerous. The others had celebrated when it died. Adrian had just stared at the blood on his hands.

Alive. And unbreakable. Whatever came next— We’d face it. Together. 24 hours. No separation. No fear. Just us. And the truth that had finally found its way to the surface. My blood was gold. And hers had answered. Second Period – Supernatural History Second period: Supernatural History with Professor Harlan Crowe.

Ariana opened her eyes. She looked toward the nearest corrupted wolf. It was young. Far younger than the ancient warriors surrounding it. Its crimson eyes burned with hatred. Or perhaps... Pain. She walked toward it. Kael saw her. "Ariana!" She didn't stop. The wolf charged. She lifted the First Blade. Instead of striking... She rested the flat of the glowing blade against the creature's forehead. Silver light burst outward. The battlefield disappeared beneath a brilliant flash. The wolf cried out. Not in pain but in confusion.

She was stabbed on her leg and fell down on the floor. "You're not going to get me!" Alexis screamed while crawling backwards. She tried to pull the knife away from her leg from she can't. There are veins that are showing from her leg and its beginning to be color violet. "What's with this? I feel weak." She stated then her sight is beginning to get blurry. "I'm sorry, princess. I promised myself not hurt you but, you're so stubborn so, I have to do something." Socrates laughs. Before he grabs Alexis, she releases a black smoke and her demon form showed up.

Eden - or the black-haired apprentice wizard who was trying his best to coddle his brother - automatically shook his finger and charmed a few Clean spells on the floor before Balan forced him to do this. He groused: "I didn't write it on the test!" The First Blood fang of a vampire was the fang that fell out after they reach adulthood. It was very soft but had a wonderful protective effect - especially when it had a little bit of magic of elf - and was extremely, extremely, extremely sensitive to magical rituals involving blood. Balan sincerely prayed to all the gods that had ever been in the world that that young fang - damn it, he was infected with Eden's word habit - would be able to prot

This was the first time my wolf and I were in discord. It felt like he wanted to rip out of my body, and I was trying to keep him caged within which was painful as fuck. When I saw Mr. Blade's eyes shift blood red, I knew shit was about to get ugly, pretty fast, and immediately, I understood what happened to Blake the first time she met her grandfather, and I dropped my gaze away from his eyes, knowing he was an Ultima at the top of his power.

What more once he had fed enough? Blade released me for a second and tore his shirt, exposing his large frame. And when he saw wonder in my eyes, he said, “You are my first virgin. And you are going to be my last, too. I had to at least make your first experience worth it.” When Blade joined me on the bed and spread my legs, I knew I'd be going to hell for this.