Tatsumi Sword Novels & Stories

She has a good shape, and those curves, they’re just perfect Luna material. Snap out of it, Ryu. “Meet me in my chambers.” … I rocked the chair back and forth as I waited for weak little Samantha to walk in. Unlike others, she could easily get in and out of my chambers, and my trust sword barely worked around her. I had to find out if my theory was true, so this other sword attached will show if truly I was correct about my theory or not. “Alpha Ryu.” The door opened, and she walked in. A smirk appeared on my face as the two swords cut loose, swinging towards her.

Faris walked into my study to see me studying the Moon’s Sword. “It is a precious gift from one who will soon become my beloved.” I touched the sword. I liked this sword. I had no use for swords but this one hummed with power every time I touched it. It was not a joke that it was indeed one of the relics of Deimos kingdom, a tool touched by the goddess herself.

He raised the heavy silver blade high above his head once more, the lethal edge gleaming under the harsh noon sun. "Storm, please..." Tatsumi whispered, her voice completely spent, her golden eyes closing as she braced for the final blow.

Her intense gaze, hardened by countless battles, was tempered by her unwavering loyalty to Somerland. To Elysia's left stood Gareth Swordbane, widely feared and respected as the Sword Demon. He was a tall, imposing figure, his eyes sharp and deadly. Known for wielding a blade with unparalleled mastery, Gareth’s skill in swordsmanship was legendary, his reputation as a ruthless opponent striking fear into the hearts of all who dared challenge him. His sword, an ancient blade etched with runic symbols, was strapped across his back, and his eyes held a piercing focus that spoke of countless battles fought and won.

“Charms are her specialty. Unfortunately, the maker is one of the few stuck in Kyushu.” Cai Kang looked around. Ryosuke is wearing modern hiking gear and a large pack buckled up. Fukuna is wearing hiking gear too and is dressed for the winter. She even brought a bo staff with her. Kazuha doesn't wear typical hiking clothing he has seen as it is all black and the collar goes up to her chin and a black mask. What caught his eye was the katana by her side. It is a beautiful black lacquered katana sheath and handles. It is decorated with silver feathers on it. Even the handguard has silver designs shaped like wings. It wasn't just Cai Kang but everyone is staring at it. "Is that yours?"

They would be fine, more or less. “Ahhhh!” When his roar failed to work, Asumu got angry and began roaring out like a beast. And then, he began to punch the ground to express his anger. POW! POW! POW! The ground was cracking and breaking as he threw his tantrum on the innocent land. Cole shook his head, dumbfounded. He snapped his fingers, calling forth his special sword. The massive silver sword that craft with a long dragon wrapped its body along the handler appeared in the air and floated just next to his hand.

"Your mission here is to keep an eye on the house and alert of any suspicious action, arrange few guys to come in Diguise to the party in case plan A doesn't work" "What your plan A" "Let me get to know my future lover"I smile. "Don't tell me......" "Exactly"I sip my drink. "Vendetta, what if he find out earlier than expected?" "Then we plan again dear" "Vendetta" "Tessa I don't see any reason why you should question my orders and in addition you should be doing the necessary now"I unleash my anger at her. "I pray you don't fall in love like we read in history"She saluted and walk away.

But in a split second, Caleb's eight flying swords shot toward Tamel. "Wolfslicer!" Tamel hollered, his rich Reiki infused into his saber as he held it before himself like a shield! Clang! Clang! Clang! Even as the flying swords rained on him, they kept knocking him backward, his feet digging a deep trail into the ground as he tried to hold fast. "I-Impossible!" Tamel was astounded by how horrific Caleb's flying swords were!

Her features were exceptionally beautiful, and her appearance was fresh and youthful. Her delicate chin and slender, cherry-like lips were particularly attractive. Her jet-black hair was tied up in a simple celestial bun. She was petite yet curvaceous, and her blue and white sword sect attire was adorned with a faint pink lotus embroidery on the cuffs, surrounded by silver thread clouds. She had a small pink sachet hanging at her waist, and she wore deer-skin boots with tiny bells, producing a pleasant tinkling sound as she walked. Her lively eyes gleamed with intelligence, mischief, and charm, making anyone who saw her feel drawn to her.

He shouldn't bear the burden of dealing with my adversaries. As he stepped out of the compact room to fetch drinks, I surveyed my environment, keenly observing every detail. Firstly, the architectural style and the preference for wooden walls and paper lamps hinted that we were still in the East. Secondly, the air carried a distinctive scent that confirmed my suspicion. In the room, stacks of papers were neatly arranged, and a collection of metal swords caught my eye, unmistakably katanas wielded by Samurai warriors. Intrigued, I leaned in and carefully lifted one of the swords from its place.