Thanos Sword Novels & Stories

Odell cuts me off making me stare at him with the amount of doubt he has in the creator. "Let me ask you Odell, when the army of the Titans attacked, who saved us? Who did we call upon? Who gave us the weapons we use today? No, tell me Odell," I ask in his face. "Yes, he didn't let us know about this, neither did he say anything to Octavius, but you need to know that it will all fall in place. I am deeply sorry and there is nothing I can do about your father's death, than to help find his killer, but we should be thankful we have the stake in our hands now, because what if it was taken out, and we only saw marks of it?" I speak to Odell sincerely.

*** * opens eyes* Celea was heavy breathing and had a sharp pain in her neck " Damn you lycan" she than looked up with a sharp face " no one is going to die, not on my watch" Celea went out of the room " Luna!" " you cant be outside is dangerous!" Celea than pushed him away with her powers and he flew 4 meter away. Celea went to a giant painting not to far away from here and took it down. Hidden on the back of the painting were two swords she had hidden sometime ago along with other swords everywhere in the palace for situation like this

Blondie muttered and stood up as well. Alexander ticked his tongue. "You've been a bad girl, Thawne." He clicked his tongue and shoved off the door, coming close to me. "Don't you dare come closer to me, I'm not the one you're looking for," I mumbled. "Miss Katherine Thawne. A little bitch that stabbed me in the leg and run off with my money.." He chuckled as if that amused him. "She's the girl?" Blondie looked me up and smiled. "No wonder, I thought she was good. Fuck! I want to grab those legs..ouch!" He turned and glared at the other one who was still seated.

" Just as they were about to shove Holly into the car, a frantic blare of a horn cut through the air. The screech of tires on asphalt followed, and a Maybach came barreling toward them. Luke was caught off guard, causing him to stumble back. The car screeched to a halt just five meters from him. Holly recognized the plate and breathed a sigh of relief. Yoel stepped out, his face raging like a storm. He walked towards them with an attitude that spelled trouble. Luke immediately shrunk under his shadow. Yoel only had one mission. He made a beeline for Holly, his crew following quickly behind to deal with the rest. The bodyguards helping Luke sensed that the tide had turned and they immediately

"He wants a wife. And you... you’re just a loose thread that should be taken care of." She lunged. The silver blades aimed for my throat. I tried to scream, but my mouth was sewn shut, no sound came out of it no matter how much I tried. I scrambled backward, my fingernails clawing at the dirt, until I hit a wall that felt like ice. Ada leaned down, her eyes glowing with a predatory light, her hand reaching out to wrap around my neck. "Sleep now, my prey," she whispered. "Your silence is going to be permanent."

He took a slow step toward me, sword in hand, a mockery of regality in the way he moved. “I gave you life,” he said, voice low. “And now I’ll take it back.” “You didn’t give me anything,” I snapped. “You stole from me. And now you’ve bled my people for your pride.” I didn’t wait. Power surged through me—not rage, not revenge… justice. The kind forged from broken bones and burned bridges. He swung his blade, fast and cruel, but I ducked under it and rammed my hand into his ribs. I didn’t just push with strength—I carved with precision. My claws, half-formed in their shift, sliced through cloth, through skin.

Visible for only seconds. Its enormous branches stretched across eternity itself. Its roots wrapped around reality. Its leaves glowed like stars. Beautiful. Ancient. Alive. Then it vanished. But not before Elena noticed something. Something hanging from one of its branches. A sword. Not an ordinary sword. A weapon made entirely from light. Then she remembered. The stories. The weapon capable of killing the horror forever. The one the Guardian had spoken about. Then realization struck her. Immediately. Thomas wasn't fighting to win.

said Lankko, but Thunka raised a hand, with her palm towards Lankko to indicate that she was not finished yet. "…and the healers decided to bring it to their temple vault for safekeeping, but was intercepted on the way to Borondi by yet unidentified men - one of which, according to witnesses, wielded a peculiar kind of sword." Thunka paused momentarily. "Now, I can't think how weapons would be described as peculiar. They can be double edged, pointed, straight, curved, but it is rare that they would be in the form of a moving snake... like the sword carried by your master. Now that would be… peculiar." Lankko started to shift uneasily from his seat as Thunka followed her logic.

Tina didn't know whether to vomit or scream. "Tina, I want you to take deep breaths, okay? They're just trying to intimidate us. Remember how we talked about Monique? " Haneul said, sensing Tina's distress. A luminous glow flared up from his back, and he pulled out something from it. A sword. A long, beautiful blade that's out of this world. Quite literally. Tina thought as she stared at the weapon in wonderment. "Leviathan's charge. The Princess of Envy," Tina murmured, acknowledging Haneul's question.

Seth handed over Lucifer to Thantos who held the baby with care. “I am going to give you a simple chance to back down from this fight Sonia and take up our initial deal” Sonia brought out her sword and took a careful look at it. “This sword has a long history of obliteration of so many important people and I won’t hesitate to use it on you” She pointed it at Seth who pulled off his long trench coat. “The rules do not include killing. The rule is simply the first to pin the other to the floor wins it all” Thanatos informed the two who he opined were both egoistical in regards this issue.