Romans & histoires Sword Heels

Crystals covered the five inch heels and along the sides. When Abrea noticed I was checking them out, she smiled. "Those are diamonds not crystals, in case you're wondering." "I love them," I breathed, happily She smiled. "I'm so glad." I bent over and removed my heels. They were already pinching my toes. My combat boots would've been preferred, but then like Abrea said, I owed her. After setting the shoes on the bed, I went back to the mirror. "What should I do with my hair?"

A shoe store was just across the way in the mall. "This will do." Layla swept her hair over her shoulder and marched into the shoe store like a commanding general. Shopping was serious to her, maybe a little too serious. They approached a display of sexy black heels. All of them had something interesting at the back part of the heels: bows, spikes, glitter, different- colored fabric like leopard print. She reached out and touched one finger to a pair that had small spikes jutting off the back. "Ouch!" She pulled her finger back after it got pricked by one of the sharp points.

My little wolf certainly had grit. “Give me my belongings please”. She held her hands out and I went back to the safe. The door was still open, so I reached in and grabbed her two swords, the beauty of the blades and their inscriptions not going unnoticed. They seemed to sing in my hands, much like my ax. I then handed her the backpack she also arrived with. She attached her swords to the back of her suit, reached into her pack, and retrieved a small blade she pushed into her shoe.

Melody had tried to teach me how to walk in stilettos, and I would have fallen so many times if Xander hadn't been there to catch me. Victor: I have a style that might suit Your Highness. It's what we call a wedge heel. It's comfortable and practical, but it makes the young lady feel like she's wearing high heels… Alexander looked at me thoughtfully. Alexander: Bring a size 6 to try on, but also some comfort shoes. My Luna isn't used to heels… Victor: Oh! I understand… I have some lovely ballet flats that our Luna might like. I was completely lost. How many different kinds of shoes were there? And yet, we only had two feet! Alexander chuckled and kissed me on the forehead.

she asked, her voice tinged with the sort of awe usually elicited by witnessing a miracle or a magic trick. Stephanie leaned in, flashed our best 'nothing-to-see-here' smiles, and quipped, "Do you have shoes that keep feet happy even after a night of dancing under the full moon?" The assistant didn't miss a beat. "For you, we have just the right pair—shoes not only made for walking but for howling in style," she returned with a sly grin and a knowing twinkle in her eye.

Yman chose the sword that about 2 feet in length. It was laying beside the silver shortsword. The name of the sword was Gladius. It has a double edge. It wasn't too short and wasn't long at the same time. It cost 350 GP only. Much cheaper than the silver shortsword. And had an additional attack of +15, much lower compared to the shortsword.

The white-haired and white-browed young man had unsheathed his long sword. It was a strange long sword that was as clear as jade. One flank of the sword was the cutting edge, and the other flank was a sharp sawteeth-shaped edge. The blade was long and narrow, and it looked like a beam of silver light when it shook. Every time it shook, a beam of light shot out from it like a fierce tiger coming out of a box. Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Third Person's POV If his skills would improve, he could also help take some pressure off Adelaide. She picked up the last weapon. The sword had a dull, dark sheen. The hilt was made from a beast's skull, the guard was carved into a ferocious wolf's head, and the crossguard was embedded with a power-charged wolf-eye stone.

"What kind of-" Selena said nothing and that seemed to anger the man who halted his words and clenched his jaws. Soon, as she reached for her shoe, she placed her bare foot between his thighs and the base of her heel rested against the man's neckline. With a thin frown on my face, I stole another look at the footwear in my hold. It was then I saw it. At the base of the heel was a certain hollowness that had a small blade protruding from it.

They were over forty in number, and they weren't just any kind of shoes. They were high quality, expensive shoes of different kinds. The first row in the shelves was lined with just wedge shoes of multiple colors. The second row was more like a set of heels, it has the thinnest heels and tallest in height, the type strippers wear when they dance on the ring… It didn't just stop at that, there were multiple other types of shoes on the shelves, shoes I've never imagined myself wearing before. I loved what I was seeing. From thigh-high leather boots to multiple colors of glassy spike heels.