Sword King In A Womans World Novels & Stories

But there was only silence. I was seventeen, armored but unsteady. A knight, they called me now. The blade on my hip was too large, too heavy, yet I carried it as though it could disguise the hollow in me. My father had wanted this, had carved me into this shape, and then left me to bear it alone. And that was when I saw her. A woman striding through the palace corridors like she belonged there, though she wore no crown. Her hair bound tight, her robes dusted with ash and herbs, her hands ink-stained.

“Aim at the human heads that stick to their bodies! Circle and surround them then cut off their hands! Don't be afraid, because they sense your fear and will control it! Guards, come to your senses!” Sarah appears like a female warrior who only exists in fairy tales, as there are no female warriors in this kingdom. She attacked the monster relentlessly with all her might until the monster started to weaken. No one would dare to scorn her heroic actions that wield a sword as a woman in this situation. Sarah looks stunning with her sword art, even outperforming the guards. She managed to prove by action that women can also master martial arts and swordsmanship. This is the role of Sarah – the

The door of the courtroom banged open and revealed an Argentina blue short hair beauty. She has fire in her aqua yet deep eyes, and her facial expressions were so serious that scares the other person that she might attack. She was carrying a long mighty sword that was just perfect for her well-shaped strong body. She seems like a warrior who is always ready for war. But this wasn’t a brawl instead the war of her dreams. A war to alternate the history of their kingdom. She wanted to bring light to her shady kingdom by becoming their queen. And for that, she has to convince her stubborn Dad, who is also the kingdom’s king.

Her fingers trembled as she saw Amelia gently put off her long robe attached to her mating dress, leaving the only plain dress on. “To the warriors training ground” Amelia declared leading the way. Followed behind her closely was King Zee and Chelsea holding hands with Alpha Kasper followed, leaving a large stride of distance between them. The warriors from the Crescent pack were not a bit moved. The new Luna is the best sword woman they have ever seen. She surpassed them and now trains with the king alone. How can this woman claim that she doesn't know how to hold a sword? Within a few minutes, the warrior training ground was filled up. The king sat on his magnificent seat and crossed his l

The King got off the bed and she sat up, watching him as he walked straight to the wall and unhung a sword, swung it twice and walked back to occupy a space on the bed, seated beside her he allowed her feel the sharpness of the sword. "This is a Chaka sword, it's rare" she said while running her fingers on it. The King was surprised at her level of exposure and he held her hand, looking into her eyes. "That's why I love you Lume, you are intelligent, smart, kind and loving. I would do anything to keep you beside me forever. This sword was given to my late father as a present by his own wife the night that he was killed by the same wife. Each time I look at it it reminds me that I shouldn't g

She is uncomfortable watching Catherine personally execute someone, she also hated the dark, damp conditions of the dungeon. “Your Majesty,” two female knights greeted Catherine when they saw her. “You may leave,” Catherine ordered. The two knights immediately obeyed Catherine without looking back. They showed no concern whatsoever for the servant they had just whipped with all their strength. “Please forgive me, Your Majesty… I beg you, please forgi…ve me… Hic… hic… hic… I promise I’ll never flirt with His Majesty the King again,” the woman sobbed. The woman, whose hands and feet were shackled, was the servant who had dared to flirt with Karl.

He thought then hurriedly, followed Randall. A few moments later a whirlwind of leaves entered the room through the window, revealing a marked middle-aged woman, dressed in all green tights having a black hair at shoulder-length with two huge green sparkling eyes with a rosebud lips having a huge sword sheathed at her back. She surveyed the whole room. “They are gone, is the information right? we were given the notification that the King will not be within the Humanes walls today, anyways Kontar has activated her barrier, it will be hard for the King to locate such outrageous barrier.” She smiled while she bit on her fingernail.

those were the words that echoed in my head. Kai laid weak on the floor with Sophia's spear firmly close to his neck; she only let go when he surrendered, before standing up to raise her hand in victory, making the whole place noisy. A woman had just taken the position of Kai, a woman had just won the undefeatable Kai and that woman was my queen. No one could believe it, how in an instant when they thought she would lose, she rose up victorious, a technique not commonly used by just any fighters.

Then, he got on the bed and laid his body again on Janice Valeria’s body. Feeling a bit jumpy, afraid and nervous seeing the manhood magical sword which she hadn’t seen before, Janice Valeria could merely swallow her saliva into her seemingly choked gullet. Without any prior notice or warning, the young knight began to push inwards and inwards his manhood magical sword into Janice Valeria’s womanhood feminism valley. Janice Valeria squealed and squeaked at once. She felt as though her underpart body had been cleft into two parts without using any anesthetics.

"I, Sir Marius Hirtius Rhesus, Vice-Captain of the Order of Phoenix Knights, accept your duel." He took the hook. Steadily, and drawing the Maiden Sword from her, Keil spoke. “I am General Keil, the hand of the king and guardian overseer; I will be the representative of My Lord in this duel " Wielding his sword and raising his shield, the champion knight Wight prepared for combat. ♦ ♦ ♦ Is a woman? Marius wondered mentally as he stared at his opponent. Although he couldn't see her face due to her helmet; Her voice, along with her body complexion, was not that of a man, even her own armor was elegantly designed and clearly feminine.