Sword King In A Woman World นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It appeared she posed a greater challenge than Ignatius. The woman immediately raised her hand, and a gleaming three-foot-long sword emitting a cold light appeared in her grasp. This sword differed from ordinary ones, exuding an aura that seemed capable of shattering anything into pieces—an overwhelming dominance. Although the sword in the woman's hand might not be a powerful artifact, it was undoubtedly superior to Adrian's unarmed status.

Then, with one hand in each handle, she took big strides and immediately charged up. Bang! Bang! Bang! Her speed was breakneck, and her swordsmanship was swift and fierce. The woman could become one of the Five Kings of Regal Palace not simply because of her firearms. More than a dozen experts from the Ma royal family and the Leviathan Sect could not help but rush up toward Olympias. Olympias showed them what it meant to be a woman of great strength and knocked half of her opponents to the ground in just two to three breaths. Everyone who noticed the situation was scared witless. How was she a woman? She was simply a female devil.

Deadly. This woman, whoever she was, is not a part of the Dark Moon pack. One of my men tried to step in—idiot. She dropped him without hesitation. “What the hell…” I muttered, eyes narrowing. She fought like no wolf I’d seen before. Not recently. Not ever. Her dark hair clung to her skin, soaked in sweat and rain, and though I couldn’t see her eyes, there was something in the way she moved—like she’d been through hell and made it her training ground.

ALkhun moved the book his holding. "Can you repeat that?" "I mean Amari, the only woman on Nerom The King rank Swordsman guild." Alkhun looks at his book if there is a spilled coffee in it. "Ohh..."She avoids her gazes makes Alkhun looks at her sus. "Do you know her?" "Nooo..." She said drinking the coffee. "Then why is the reaction?" "It just that..." Sophia sighed and gave up. "okay, okay, I know her." She added annoyed.

“You should have considered that before venting the misery of your life on my flesh. Perhaps I should go naked into the king’s presence and let him see what other marks you have made on my flesh.” The woman’s eyes grew wider. “The king will have my head. You may be his slave but he values your flesh.” Her voice held a slight tremor. Mare’s lips tilted up. “Kneel.” “I beg your pardon?” the woman ground through her teeth. “Exactly what you will be doing. Kneel and beg my pardon and I shall hide my scar with the scarf.” The woman’s old face dissolved into an ugly mask. She sucked in a breath looking sharply at the lower-ranked servants who bowed their heads and closed their eyes.

And inside… A chamber of obsidian and gold. And in the center—a blade unlike anything I’d ever seen. A sword forged from starlight and shadows, humming with power. The Queen’s Fang. Alina stepped forward slowly. Her hand reached out. But just as her fingers grazed the hilt, a voice whispered from the darkness. “You’re not the only one seeking it, Alina Walker.” We turned. And there, stepping out of the shadows, stood a woman with Viktor’s eyes—and Mira’s smile. “She’s alive?” Alina whispered.

The strongest warriors in the kingdom surrounded her, the woman laughed when she saw us. That should have been insulting Instead, it was impressive.nMost commanders stopped laughing once Elliot appeared. “You are Alpha Knox?” I stepped forward. “I am.” Her grin widened. “Good.” Then she pointed an axe at me. “I’ve wanted to kill you for weeks.” Elliot sighed dramatically. “Everyone says that.” The commander ignored him and I brought out my sword and pointed at her “In war there is no male or female” I told her “I’ll love that” she said and I charged at her. The woman was fast.

But this woman before me was living up to her title as Queen of the Mafia council. Strategic. Calculated. Irresistibly attractive. I walked up to her and pulled her flush against me. “You know what, I think I now know why Kane is losing his mind over you.” “Is that a bad thing?” “No. In fact, it makes me want to take you out on a date tonight. Get dressed, Queen.” She blushed. Twirling a strand of her hair, she whispered, “Sure, but… what are we celebrating? Your virginity?”

The king saw, on the cold dirt at the foot of the high table, a young woman in a green wedding gown lying on her side with her dark hair fanned across the cobblestones and her left hand flung out across the dirt and a small old grey ribbon tied around her left wrist. The king of Velmoria looked at her. The king of Velmoria kept looking at her. The two warriors who had been riding ahead of him drew rein and waited for his signal. The two warriors riding behind him drew rein and waited for his signal. The two witches in the deep blue robes did not wait for his signal — they sat very still in their saddles and stared at the woman in the green wedding gown on the cobblestones and one of them lif

"That fucking slut.....where in the world did he go. No matter how far you go Jun, I'll make sure to drag you back here. You can't escape this easily, I won't let you. You will regret what you did." Mrs. Yu was determent on getting Jun back no matter what, she made some calls and sat on her armchair with an evil smirk. "I'll get you here back my slave." _________________________________________