Sword Empire Novels & Stories

And in the next training session we torture all those betrayers. For a fact her mother set a tray full of treats for her. Her father and brother walked in, her father going straight towards her mother landing a loud on the crown of her head. While her and Brandon never failed to be disgusted by the sight even though it is literally a routine and of course her mother blushed like every time. Their parents never failed to amaze them, a love so deep, how and why is residing questions in both of their minds. Maybe it was the mate bond and that is why they both seemed to wish a love a little different and one that feels independent, which isn’t forced on them, literally. But they also respected

Byleth’s breathing was battered as his eyes turned glassy. He was blinded, as though he was face to face with a terrifying beast in his mind’s eye. Taking a deep breath, he answered, “From what I’ve heard, the Saint’s deployed three superior class fourth-tier powerhouses… led by Ezra Sword. The Saint… he’s in it to win it.” “N-No way. F*ck no... Ezra Sword?!” Dick cried as he gasped for air. He leapt to his feet in disbelief.

Feeling for a pulse, her heart raced faster than Abey's. “Surprise!” Dremis said grabbing Abey by the neck. “So now that I have the two of you together, we can go back home and start the war that ends this planet and all of the fleas,” he said trying to grab onto Gabriela.

He walked towards me, grabs me by the arm and hugged me tightly. “Destiny, please come back” I heard him crying. “Hikaru…” I returned his hug and rest my head on his shoulder. As he wipes his tears from his face, he apologizes. He sat down again, his head was looking at the ground. “You’ve inherited Destiny’s sword, might as well have her throne.” “NO” I shortly replied, he looked at me. “And never ever!” an angry voice was heard. Hikaru stood up in surprise, I was still holding the sword. On the staircase stands, Aiomi.

“In four united towns, there’s one town that refused to pay their tribute. We will settle the old grudge and will start to conquer every town and merge it into one.” “We will go straight to Dead Town and wait for the right time for Honor Sword Town.” A spike of horror crawled under his skin. The Dead Town was the vampire town but Honor Sword Town was dragon slayer territory. How crazy was Shadow? Even Chayan wouldn’t dare to disturb them. “That’s precisely why we will attack them.” Shadow snorted in amusement.

TWO HOURS AGO "What? An army! From where?" "I'm not sure sir but the soldiers say they have spotted vurhans out there, at first I thought they were crazy, and fear made them delusional but I saw them myself, sir! They are out there, and they have surrounded the walls!" Harmel said, taking some time off to catch his breath. Drom flashed his eyes around the room for no apparent reason, he crossed paths with Daito's eyes which looked back in detest

The long wait was over; the final battle had begun. Veyra stood at the front of her army, her cloak billowing in the gusts of wind that whipped around her like the fury of the storm itself. Her hand rested on the hilt of the Sword of Zevi, its blade shimmering with moonfire—a weapon that had seen countless battles, but none like the one she was about to lead. The sword was more than just a weapon; it was a symbol of everything they had fought for. Of the sacrifices that had been made. Of the blood that had been spilled.

My fortress, my legacy, my empire—under siege. Xavier was turning my house into a battleground. My home into his revenge poem. Not tonight. I strode into the armory. The warriors there stiffened as I entered, but no one spoke. They didn’t need orders—they were mine. Bred for war, carved from the same stone that built me. I threw off my jacket, grabbed my armor. Steel. Black. Fitted to my body like a second skin. Every buckle, every strap clicked with muscle memory. My sword slid into its holster across my back with a hiss that made my blood sing.

Everyone wanted to know the guy with no expression on his lower face and a black mask covering his upper face who could dance too well to be a mafian. Curiosity. That's what is going to make them so invested. That's what is going to make me so announced. I, Ariel Winter D'Angelo, the next ruler of the Empire. I'd finally gotten what I wanted. What I spent 12 years of my life targeting. My hand went to my leg in that instant and I swiftly removed the knife which I had placed there in the restroom. With the last beautiful and glorious turn, I pulled closer to The Viper's chest and sent the knife in.

The words of the sword sect elder to his disciples did not hide his contempt for half of the people from the central continent who were arrogant because of their superior position. However, as someone from the Western Continent, he would not take it to heart. Although there was a sword sect within the Crown Sect, they were not the true sword sect, for there was only one sword sect in the world considered the birthplace of the Sword God—the Western Continent Sword Sect. As for the sword sect of the central continent, it was merely a name, for even the elders of that sect could not defeat the lowest-ranking elder of the Western Continent Sword Sect in terms of sword skill.