Sword High Heels Novels & Stories

I buy solid expensive, and sleek footwear that has enough heel strength to use as a weapon should I ever need it. With a pointy toe in hand and him coming at me again, I go for his leg and stab him as hard as I can in his inner thigh. Throwing my weight behind it and cupping my shoe, the heel is gaining strength from the palm of my hand. A thrusting motion with intent. It’s a satisfying slug into flesh, and I know it pierces him as it disappears into a fat thigh. Another growl and roar make my blood curdle as he yells out in pain, and blood instantly spreads around the embedded weapon. He throws another swing at my face, less coordinated, but this time, I duck, and he catches my hair in his

Patient. Disciplined. Dangerous. I retreated another step. Then another. Behind me, the edge of the ridge waited. Exactly what he wanted. His next strike came overhead. Powerful. Committed. I raised my sword. Steel crashed together. My knees bent beneath the force. The ground crumbled under my heel. Pebbles rolled into the darkness below. One more step and I'd lose my footing. He saw it. Victory flashed across his face. Too soon. I released my grip with my left hand.

Swords clashing, legs kicking and arms moving in a ballet like dance. She is graceful and light on her feet. Whereas Tadashi is strong and ruthless. The perfect combination between the two of hard and soft, light and dark. Tadashi kicks Cass in the knee and she buckles, dropping down as he swings his sword towards her. I hold my breath.

"Your hair, ma’am—sleek. Elegant. Fierce." A hand threaded through my blonde waves, twisting, pinning, securing—tight but precise. The style was flawless, the updo polished but lethal. A few deliberate loose strands framed my silver-blue eyes, softening the danger in them just enough. "Shoes," I ordered. My sleek black box appeared before me. Jimmy Choo. The stoned heels glimmered as they were slipped onto my feet. My toes flexed, testing the razor-sharp stiletto points.

His eyes widened, barely dodging as I struck him deeply in the flesh. "Ugh!" Blood splattered on me as I stabbed him in the shoulders. He barely dodged."Hmpf!"I groaned as I endured the pain. He kicked me in the stomach, making me fly backwards, the sword still on my hand. I never knew I was grabbing onto it tightly until now.I quickly thrust the sword on the ground to stop my motion. Panting heavily, I stood up and swung my sword, removing the mix of snow and blood on it.His blood gushed out as pain was written all over his expression. He staggered as he tried to stand up, his deep blue eyes staring at me intently as he held in his shoulders.But then a snicker came out from his mouth. "Your

Black jumpsuit with black flat leather boots he threw the swords behind his back in an X fashion and raced off towards his target. He tracked them down a few minutes later to a club downtown and waited for her to come out in the shadows. Few hours into his waiting the blonde woman made her way in his direction. He waited till she was almost upon him and pounced. Shelby pulled her body backward to escape the sharp long sword that would have sliced her breast off and then bent by her waist backward to escape the sword as it went for her neck. She quickly kicked out her feet catching her assailant by his wrist sending his swung sword off course given her a chance to put some distance between th

As the strongest existence in Supreme Peak, his combat strength was extremely powerful. However, at this moment, his face could not hide his shock. There was a strange light in his eyes, as if Zephyr Khan in front of him was not the one he knew. "Junior Brother Khan... you're going against the heavens!" Vince Schmidt said with her mouth twitching. “Boom” Just then, On the ground, the two streams of power that burst out attracted their attention. They were two unparalleled Half-step to Spirit. One of them was holding a huge long sword, but it was different from an ordinary long sword. The handle of the sword was very long, and it was called the Moon Sword.

Immediately,a loud silver explosion knocks the podium. "Mom,Drake,Alex,are you okay" I cough continuously. "No Damien,silver,it's in the air!" Mom's continuously coughs heightens. "Rescue the injured!" I yell at them. "Get this over with!" Alex leaves my grasp and protection. She breaks her shoes tiny heels, making them simple silver Sandals. "Better for fighting!" She slides two hidden silver swords from her dress. How long has that been there. I stare in dismay. "Kara you can't do this!" I hold her arm amidst numerous smokes and coughing Werewolves.

He said coldly, "Wilbur, welcome to the Domain of the Holy Sword. Let me give you a welcome gift!" Kearson waved the light sword in his hand. Suddenly, on the ground, huge swords of light pierced out, rapidly spreading toward Wilbur. Wilbur immediately started to dodge them, but no matter how he dodged, light swords would continue to emerge from the ground, chasing after him relentlessly.