Sword High Heels Novels & Stories

So he used his sword instead—Clank! Even before his cousin managed to deflect one of his daggers, Noah already threw another one at him—Whoosh! Slash! This time, it managed to hit Hyukjin right in his left thigh. “Argghhh!” The handsome alpha grunted, ‘this pain is so fucking painful!’ Even Hyukjin knew that Noah was a son of a werewolf huntress, but he never sparred him using his mother’s weapon. They always fight using wooden-sword. Hyukjin kneeled on the ground; he couldn't stand up anymore since his feet were badly injured. The effect of the Silver weapon was so severe on werewolves; it'll take a longer time to heal it naturally.

A person who did not respect others was not worthy of respect! Yang Xiao wasn’t the type of person to judge a book by its cover, but he was definitely an eye for an eye! “Boasting shamelessly!” Grand Tutor Hedao raised the sword in his hand! The sword he was using was Japan's unique Japanese sword! It was slender and slightly curved! In the hands of Shangyuan Hedao, this sword was more like a poisonous snake that swallowed cold light. Swoosh! Upper Court Crane Path’s sword stabbed out! It was as if a cold and slippery viper had suddenly flicked out its tongue!

He needed to end this, and quickly, lest Mika take advantage and win. Boro closed his eyes and opened his mind, he was the void. He felt the air stir as Mika moved in to capitalize on this moment, thinking Boro had given up. He was dead wrong, Boro felt the blade move through the rising daylight, and moved his body almost as if on its own, without thought, acting on pure instinct. His blade, the same type of single edged sword his father had used, the one that he had named Honor, moved as if to block Mika's but instead he ducked, and moved around it, weaving under the path of the blade, and at the last second he turned his own so that the flat of it struck Mika on his wrist, breaking it clea

His grunt of pain echoed in the chaos. Amidst the scuffle, I spotted a glint of metal, a knife gleaming in the hand of the other attacker. My pulse quickened, realizing the heightened danger of the situation. I wasn’t ready to die yet. With steady movements, I dodged the knife's thrust, narrowly avoiding a potentially fatal strike. The struggle intensified as both men pressed on, their intent clear. I used my surroundings to my advantage, ducking and maneuvering the chaos of the ongoing conflict.

The bandage came off slowly as Sophia gasped. Her leg looked swollen and reddish. She turned to look at William who had a bland expression. Obviously, she didn't care, she wondered why she even bothered to look. William exhaled and then spoke. She expected him to say okay, you can put on a slip on or a mule but instead, she heard different words. "I bought you a diamond plated sleek heel for this ceremony and you are going to wear it" he said with a stern expression.

"She did not come to me with paper contracts or political promises. She stood beside me in the mud when my core was bleeding. She bled for our mountain valleys while your capital hid behind marble walls!" Gideon unclasped the heavy iron sheath of his broadsword from his shoulder, drawing the massive blade with a sharp, resonant ring that filled the silent chamber. He held the broadsword horizontally over his head, channeling a sudden, massive surge of his Earth Seal kinetic magic into the steel. The blade ignited with a blinding, golden wildfire that illuminated every corner of the vaulted ceiling.

The sun was high in the sky, as was the tension in the air as a hero prepared to face a monster on a plain. Everyone was gathered in a corner, and several meters in front of them, the 2 founders of Shining Sword were facing each other. Kraim stood in the middle and was about to give the signal.

This was the highest level of wealth she had ever witnessed. Then, the door to the Tesla opened fully, revealing a delicate, silver-glass stiletto. Eight-inch heels. Breathtakingly extravagant. The woman wearing them had legs so smooth they looked sculpted by the gods. And then, slowly, she stepped out in all her ethereal glory.

“Okay, let’s have a look at your sword and shield.” He unzipped the bag and drew out the shining bronze shield and sheathed sword. He slipped the shield onto his back and pulled out the sword of Achilles. The overhead lamps cast multiple facets of light off the gleaming, divine metal and sent them arcing across the room. The familiar surge of adrenaline flooded his body as his mind kicked into combat mode, his senses sharpened. The blade made a whoosh sounds as he sliced it through the air, spinning the sword this way and that.

And maybe—just maybe—cue the sequel: HELL NAWW! ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ❤️Hope you guys enjoyedChaos in Heels—I definitely enjoyed writing it. Until next time, my friends. 💅