Swordmasters Youngest Son Novels & Stories

The man looked at Elio with scorn. "I'm Thiago. You probably haven't heard of me, you nobody." Elio's face tensed up. He thought of the scary people from the stories and asked, "Are you Thiago, one of the Twelve Evil Spirits?" Thiago was caught off guard and huffed, "Not bad, kid. You know who I am. Looks like you're part of the martial world too." The world of warriors had always been around for thousands of years. It never went away; it just went underground!

Now he looks even more adult, even more intimidating, and I think it's because I have a clear view, I see that he towers over me, and even though he's not as muscular as a rugby player, if he wanted to, he could break someone's face; something I know he's done. "What are you doing here?" he bellows. I raise my eyebrows and snatch the map from his hands. What a great way to talk to the mother of his child. I just hope that when he's with Owen, he teaches him good manners; I don't want my son to grow up with that disrespect and arrogance he had. "Studying," I reply and tuck the paper into the pocket of my jacket.

The young aspiring warriors murmured at each other before Beta Dylan picked two and the rest went outside. My father took a good look at the two young warriors and stayed silent while I crossed my arms thinking that it had been a while for me two. Out of all the warriors in the Palace including Beta Dylan and Beta Alex who are my father's most trusted wolves, I am the most well-trained warrior of the Royal pack. I haven't seen Beta Alex ever since my father appointed him to look after the business we opened in the City. The sparring started with Beta Dylan struggling to hold himself back. The young trainees did not even get a chance that my father waived his hand.

"Humph! You must have the guts to do that!" On one side, Nobuo Matsushima suddenly snorted and continued with a pout, "You should know that Tamao Takeda is the eldest son of the Waveman Group. If you dare to kill him, you will inevitably suffer the most violent revenge from the Waveman Group!" It was okay for Nobuo Matsushima not to say this, but it was basically a death sentence for Tamao Takeda. Zhou Tian would never accept this. Threatening Zhou Tian was the most foolish act.

His cold, merciless eyes flickered between me and the man he had just struck, and suddenly, a bitter laugh rumbled from his chest. "This," he spat, gesturing to the stranger with a snarl, "this is the bastard I got for a son! A weak, pathetic excuse of a wolf." His words were venomous, sharp enough to cut through the thick tension in the air. "He is the reason you’re here, girl. To give me a successor worthy of my name. Not this pup!" My breath hitched at his words. His son? Before I could react, Alpha Thorne turned and stormed out, the door slamming shut behind him with such force that the walls seemed to shake.

It might be my mage powers growing but I will ask my dad about it. I hadn't heard much about his dad as I did his mom. I was curious. "Where is your Dad?" "Not far from here. He was the Dragon Lord before he became the King of the Amyssian Empire. Red Dragons are stronger than normal Dragons so they are always trained as Dragon Lords." "So you are the Son of a Dragon Lord?"

Searching. "Have we met?" His voice dropped low. Not a polite question. A demand. "No," I said. "I don't think so." "There's a scent on you." He stood slowly, and the full height of him blocked the window light. "A child's scent. Faint. But it's there." My pulse kicked hard. I didn't have a smell any more, but my son did. "My son. He's four. I held him before I came here."

"My fight is not with you. Now, move!" Seth's bodyguards promptly shielded Seth, while Marian clenched on the hem of his suit. "Please, Mr. Yaffe! You have to help me!" "It's alright. I'm here," Seth assured her with a smile, before wheeling on Fred and snapping, "Do you know who I am?! Have you heard of Riverton's Flying Sword Sect branch? I'm the son of its chieftain. How dare you point that gun at me?! Put that away, and I might consider sparing your life!"

On the way to the first stop spot to camp for the night, my fathers was more shock at what their saw, they tell me "at the new base, the head guardian who is around 46, he was finding out how to get rid of the darkness hunter all his life trying to find a way to destroy them. Then you a 16 years old girl, somehow destroy the darkness hunter.'' Then I got asked many questions by fathers about this whole thing and father what to see what kind I have but I told him something about this sword. This sword has the same power that I have and due to this power, no one can't handle this sword but the sword can only be handled by me who has the same power. He asks the other guys after he gets the hold

The fat man said, adding quickly, "and two of the young lord's friends as well" The Lord nodded and then dismissed the guard. "My son likes to claim to be the best sword in this part of the land, and though there is some sort of truth to this, it is not the whole truth." The Lord said, not talking to anyone in particular. " We are a small nation, and other than myself, my son's mentor, and my son himself, we have no Blade masters of renown." "That was until today" The Lord said, a smile crossing his face. "You may call me Lord Jetir, what name do you go by young blade master?"