Sword Of Daylight Novels & Stories

All I want is my Luna, nothing else matters to me. My walk slows as the pain intensifies. My wolf cries loudly as he feels the pressure inside our head increase, yet he refuses to leave my side, taking each agonizingly slow step towards the door with me. Somehow we make it to the door, my hand twists the knob and pulls it open. My eyes are blinded by the pure white light as my head simultaneously explodes with pain. I have no clue what’s going on with my physical body as everything fades into absolute darkness.

“This one’s called Titan’s Wrath. It’s heavy, but… I can feel energy flowing through it.” “It’s meant to disrupt dark magic,” Lyra said, reading a nearby scroll. “The moment it strikes, it sends out a shockwave of pure force that can shatter corrupted spells and barriers.” Vanessa pulled out a dagger, its curved edge gleaming with a pale blue shine on it. “This one is Dawn’s Whisper. It’s said to be able to bypass any magical defense and strike directly at the victim's soul.” Draven found a bow with arrows made of glowing crystal. “Moonpiercer. This thing… it doesn’t need physical arrows. It uses light itself as a weapon. Unlike the starlight bow that we had read about.”

Damon assured. "We'll get the best lehenga for my bride" She blushed at him but Yang noticed that he didn't say 'for you' he said 'for my bride' and it made him feel tense. He knows that Damon is speaking hidden words. "Ma'am, if you are looking for light weight then these are our best collections!" The girl helped her to try it. Durga looked at Damon and he was not impressed with anything. He shook his head. "Show us on the heavier side also..."

Every piece positioned, every weapon sharpened. Time to prepare for war disguised as homecoming.

For the first time since entering the temple, I felt hope. We stood together. Not because prophecy demanded it. But because we had become a family. Noctis watched us in silence. "You remind me of us." His gaze shifted toward Aurel. "Long ago." Aurel slowly drew a magnificent spear forged from crystal and moonlight. "The Spear of Dawn." Noctis summoned a blade of pure darkness. "The Blade of Oblivion." The air itself split as the two ancient weapons collided. Their impact unleashed a shockwave that shattered every remaining window in the temple.

The pack was in danger now. Dayton walked back then, holding two silver blades. They gleamed in the evening light. The edges looked sharp enough to cut through anything. “The men are ready,” he said. “All armed with silver blades. This will hurt those vampires badly.” He handed one to Damon. Damon took it, nodding. He swung it a bit to feel the balance. It looked good in his hand. Dayton stared at me next. His eyes were hard, like he was testing me. Damon watched too, arms crossed, waiting.

Even the devil sleeps, apparently. His arms are closed around me a parody of a lover’s embrace and his blonde hair looks even blonder in the room full of early-morning sunshine. His evenly tanned skin, along with that hair, gives him the appearance of a laidback surfer. And that body… No man should have a body like that to match a face like his. It’s just not fair to the rest of the world. He looks so peaceful, and if everything I remember is real, then he’s probably exhausted. No. No. No. This can’t be happening.

Swords flashed in the sunlight. A spearman caring a yari lunged forward; his eyes were glowing, on the group that was advancing. He couldn't see. He was at a disadvantage; the sun was directly glowing in his eyes. The spearman swung the yari forward, exposing his armpit. A ronin rushed forward, his katana flashing in the sunlight. He landed a deep, vertical cut on the spearman's side. Blood rushed like a fountain, spraying everything in its way. The spearman's lifeless body was on cobblestone, blood still flowing. A small puddle that was around the body was getting bigger and bigger. The army trampled the body. The streets became narrowed.

Chapter 60 As the sun falls into the horizon, the people, or should I say the werewolves, of the town of Dusk and Dawn starts to gather at our place. Tonight the alpha’s madness will end. Tonight, everything will be more normal and free. No more threats and darkness. Only good, light, and life.

Theo drag his body out of the stream to shore and laid back making the huffing sound. It was Theo first battle, and it was the hardest battle of all, and as well as Theo regret not bringing his sword, because it would be a little bit easy, with the black sword, over time during the practices, Theo notice that the black sword was too sharp, and feel regretted and thankful for the person who sold it without knowing anything.