Sword King In A Women's World Novels & Stories

The monarchs were trembling in fear as a woman at the [Dao Core] realm was matching their power. Murong Fei, who was extremely angry, drew a sword from her spatial ring, and the moment the sword appeared, her momentum made itself known throughout the battlefield, attracting the attention of everyone present. The dragon monarchs wanted to escape because they felt that the sword could kill them, but it was too late. Only Murong Fei's voice was heard. "Shine, Sword of Slaughter, [Slash] Max Level". "Swish!". After the sword's slash, an explosion was heard, and a crack appeared in the void. "Boom!". "Crackle!".

I said. "I know but I'm a female." She answered, making me laugh. "Just because your gender is different it doesn't make you any different. In our kingdom, we don't judge someone by their gender but by their skills mostly. You have noticed that, haven't you?" I asked. "Yes." She answered when we walked in. "So whenever the demon king asks the warriors to meet him in the throne room, know you are part of that because you are a warrior," I said then went into the throne room where most generals were. The female warriors too were walking in one by one and taking their stand next to their lovers.

He knelt in front of her and bowed. “We are Petrovas. We do not bow or bend.” She said simply. “We are unbreakable!” She added as she helped him up and hugged him. That hug was years in the waiting. Years of separation! Years of longing! When she turned to the stage, she had retained her regal demeanor. “Welcome to my home!” She started. It let everyone know who was in charge. She was the heir. She was back. She was going to claim everything that was hers.

The woman now knelt before the steps and someone… No, not just someone King Flutheria, the king who had been killed months ago stood behind her. He was holding a sword. A sword very similar to the one King Xanthanius had me retrieve from the blacksmith. The sword that had been in my room. King Flutheria fisted his hands in the woman’s hair and tilted her head back. Well enough to expose her throat. “What did she do?” I finally asked because no one seemed to be talking about it. “Nothing” Nothing? The sound of someone yelling brought my attention back to the crowd. It was the woman.

It lands in my chest, in my stomach, in every foolish place that remembers Spring Falls even when my head keeps begging me to forget. “Woman?” I whisper, and I hate how small it sounds coming from me. Adrian looks back at me like my shock is the exact reaction he came to collect. “Yes,” he says, calm enough to make me want to hurt him. “Woman.” Anger comes alive in me all at once, because he does not get to do this. He does not get to disappear for three months, return with that sinful mouth and that cursed confidence, and call me his woman in front of people who already want a reason to tear me apart.

it was a golden sword. Tiana looked at her confused and the woman explained, “This sword was forge by the blood of griffin and flame of the phoenix.” Tiana didn’t understand why she was giving her this but she just accepted it. “This sword is the only way to kill the Drektus queen for good, I made it here myself wishing one day someone will come through the gate and here you were…. What say more go, leave now the gate is about to close…” the woman said. She held Tiana’s hand and a bright light enveloped them before it disappeared to Tiana’s chest. The woman let go of Tiana and watch her as she run to the already closing gate.

Now she was a woman he would be proud to call his Queen. “I have something for you,” he mumbled. Archer’s helper walked in with the sword he had formed for her wrapped in a black velvet cloth. “I had this made for you.” “What?” Adalia pulled away the cloth. Her jaw dropped as her fingers smoothed over the crystals on the black hilt. It was magnificent. “I love it.” Liora burst into the room a stern look on her face. “You are letting her fight,” it was an accusation more than it was a question.

“So don’t worry.” “A woman is also competing, too?” Mia asked and Velkan turned around to see Chanda entering the ring. “Oh! That is the woman the queen was talking about, isn’t she?” “She is.” He muttered. “The next match is a sword fight. Between the first female warrior and…” Snow paused the introductions when she moved closer to whisper in his ears. “Serafina would like to make a request.” Snow . “Go on Serafina.” “For my match,” Velkan leaned closer, as she turned to face his direction while speaking. “I, Serafina would like to challenge the new incoming Luna.”

she thought to herself, thinking of ways to kill that said, vile creature. "The most vile of creatures are you kind, human.'' The High Dragon King, also known as Ares Hayes spoke up sternly after hearing her thoughts. "Who are you?" she asked as she grabbed the sword that was laying next to her. The woman picked up her sword, blindingly swinging it in the air once. "Don't bother fighting anymore, human." The High Dragon King spoke up once more, his tone menacing, as always. "No... It can't be... We were winning the war!" the woman voiced out in fear. "No human, you were not winning a war. You were seizing the world, all by yourself." the Dragon King sighed. "You shall not talk about the worl

Everything depended on the wielder's whims. This sword was also the sword that only the king officially recognized by the goddess could hold. As she gazed at that sword, memories of a distant past began to appear in her mind, and a sad smile formed on her face, "You were really a big idiot." Right here, right now, she wasn't a queen, she wasn't one of the most powerful women in the kingdom nor was she a war-hardened warrior. No, she was just a woman weeping over the death of her most beloved one.