Sword Pilgrim Novels & Stories

Bloodlust and Breaker had done just that and this pilgrimage was supposed to confirm their status as the young lords of the Blood Daemons. Pilgrimages were like Labours but for Undead Daemons. Unlike Labours, however, pilgrimages were not sectioned into different missions. It was just as it sounded. They toured the Undead world and grew their strength, keeping their identities hidden. It wasn’t an actual test since they seldom got into any real danger. It was just a way of familiarising themselves with the world which they were meant to lord over. Daemons like Muscles and Slender did not have the privilege of going on a pilgrimage. This was because unlike Breaker and Bloodlust, they had fail

I knew if a dodged it things would get more complicated; so as per usual when the younger warriors were training I waited as Liam came charging forward before he knocked me down. Liam had learned years ago if he told the instructors that we had a agreement that he could “attack” me randomly to keep his skills up that they would allow this bull, only one instructor ever stopped to ask me if it was okay with me seeming suspicious of the arrangement but I had said it was fine because at that point I was used to it. I landed on my back with a hard thud, he growled in my ear before prancing back to the other warriors to continue normal training. Liam was attempting to show that although years you

He moved to the entrance of the palace, smashing the brick before the stairs and exhuming a red sword with gold lines planted around it. I could see the silver luster as he pulled the sword out of its case, pointing the edge at Kyle, who was furious and had his eyes layered on me. I could smell it from this radius, the bloodlust he held towards me, big, sinister, and deadly. “She is an imposter, Ryu. If you can’t sniff that out, then why are you the Alpha? Kyle grunted as he took his battle stance. “That’s why you tried to kill her that night. I’m correct, right? The wolf with the black cloak, the sword art of Tai.” Ryu began to chuckle.

Madam Amelia seemed to know this as she nodded her head at me. “Now what? You can’t break your vow. What will you do? You can’t have a Wolf Rider running around Astoria.” There it was. She knew what her daughter was. The half human part of it was the least of it. The fact that she was a Rider—a creature that could control a werewolf with a simple command. A creature that ruined my family's life. A creature, who must be destroyed before it gains power. There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria.

“The princess of Handar.” He cocked his head to the side and studied her face for a moment. “Nya, sweetheart, you can’t possibly--” Slate’s words were cut short as an arrow pierced his body, near his heart. Her eyes enlarged as she turned to see one of the Beelzanborg troops getting ready to notch another arrow. Flint, Slate’s brother, was near the soldier and moved at him, anger apparent on his reddening face. He drew his sword and cut him down, but when Nya turned back to Slate, she could see it might be too late.

Allistar POV Today is my 18th birthday and i cannot explain how excited I am to find my mate, i've been waiting for her since I first found about about mates, which was when I was 10 years old. So, yea I have been waiting for a long time and all I can hope for is that she is kind and maybe just maybe a good fighter. The last one is mainly becasue I am the Top Warrior of my pack, the Opal river pack, and it would be a dream come true to train with my mate. I became Top Warrior of my pack a few weeks after my 16th birthday. I had always been an amazing warrior since i started training when i was 12 years old per the request of my father Alexander to ensure I make myself useful to the pack. Nor

In a more feminine, gentler script, was her name Sylvia, gleaming back at her. "You prefer the short sword, My Lady. The weapon is most suited to you – as it was to Victor. And, you make the world around you a better place to be – as did the youth who is with us in spirit only," Rowell addressed her again, "So in honor of you returning to all of us, but most of all the general, that which we thought lost forever and in honor of you starting your own training, we present you with this blade. May it serve you well."

"No one in the palace can open the gates aside from the mages, Nemesis and Wyre. The chief of the paladin, Silver, Lupus and Winter. So I can guarantee you my lord, everything is going well." Hamlet is a big bulky guy. He's not that big, but he's a lot bigger than me and the king. Among the paladins of the kingdom, only Hamlet uses a spear instead of a sword. He has braided hair on each side of his head, his hair is a little longer, almost touching the ends of his ears. The years he had lived is really evident on his face. He looks as old as the king but a little relaxed than my father.

Then I saw a one-eyed Silver wolf appear from nowhere by its side was an old woman in a black cloak. Glover Newmoon had decided to grace us with his presence. He had come with his sorcerer. She was the one responsible for the invisible attacks and Bill's death. I had a personal bone to pick with her. She had killed one of my pack members and just like her master, Glover, she would pay for her crime with her life. " I must say, Selene, I never knew it would be you," he stated, walking towards us. " No matter what he says do not lose focus" Alex warned me, and I nodded.

This teacher had massacred and killed one of his family, because he had been framed by the elders in that place. because of the extraordinary talent he has shown, it scares everyone and they end up trapping Khalid. Khalid his name is Khalid the son of the fiftieth generation swordsman who saves the world.