Novel & Cerita The Blackened Blade Book 3

Alessia stood slowly, heart thudding. Somewhere… someone had betrayed them again. And the Black Book is now in the wrong hands ... ***** On the outskirt of virenkai city, Enzo removed the black book from his bag, his fingers trembling slightly—not from fear, but from the sheer weight of power now resting in his hands. The cover pulsed faintly, like it had a heartbeat of its own, ancient and alive. He dialed the number. Seraphina's voice came sharp, controlled. "Do you have it?"

The night was serene and profound, with the silvery moon shining brightly in the sky and glittering stars complementing it, their light embellishing the black canvas. His Mercedes was parked in a secluded area, away from the road and the sight of onlookers. The car's windows were rolled up, concealing their lustful acts from the outside world. Though a deafening silence was overbearing on the empty road, the sound of their skin slapping filled the back seat of his luxurious car coupled with her stifled cries and his lustful growls.

I became a blur of white and violet. ​I met the first wave with steel. My obsidian blades, forged in the fires of the Shadow Valley, sliced through vampire flesh like it was water. I ducked a claw swipe, spun, and took the legs off one leech. I vaulted over another, driving my blade down through its collarbone. ​It was a dance. A violent, bloody dance. ​I felt the Blackwood wolves hesitate, then join the fray. I heard Kaelen’s roar as he tore into the enemy. We were fighting on the same side. The irony almost made me laugh.

His complexion is smooth and coppery and he is without a single scar. I tense up as he approaches me. "So, you are my granddaughters' mate. To think a dragon slayer would be what she got stuck with," his brassy voice rings out. I pull back in surprise. How did he know I was a dragon slayer? "Tell me your name," Lochness demands lowly. "I'm Flavius, Flavius Black," I stumble out. I feel Ellie's hand grasp my own. I relax at her comforting touch.

I glanced back slightly to see that three of the five guardians were laying unconscious on the ground and I smiled at myself. "I see your bitch of a mother found you." Silas seethed looking at her. "She was always here." I snapped slapping him across the face. His face twisted in pure anger and with that anger came uncontrollable movements. I easily kept up with him and I think that frustrated him more. I seen him look over at Blaze and I tensed up. Silas jumped towards Blaze and fear shot through me. "BLAZE! MOVE!" I screamed jumping after Silas. Blaze was hit from the side sending him against a tree, I heard someone gasp and I grabbed Silas by the back of his shirt and threw him behind me

i cursed under my breath. The next thing I saw was one of the blade flying towards me with a chain attached to its handle.Then time slowed to a snails pace. While the blade was flying towards me at slow motion i took some seconds to acess the blade.The blade was pure black in colour and it had uneven edges with the middle part of the blade having some indiscernible inscriptions sparkling orange color sparks.The chains on the handle of the blade seem to be connected to his wrist like Spiderman's web.And i don't know how he did that.I side stepped the blade only to find the other flying towards where i was.It was at this point that i knew that it wasn't just some child's play.This guy was real

I'm hit with the feeling once more. Mate Mate Mate Royal yells and I look at Ares, who is realizing who I am as well. Mother fucker, I'm mated to three wolves. The realization and the exhaustion of the night catches up with me and I start seeing black spots. The last thing I see before I give in is all three Alphas rushing towards me. Adonis Pov

Her wings splay out, exposing her vulnerable chest. I partially shift, claws ripping from my fingers, and stab them deep into her heart. She dies. Messily. Screaming. I hear the same death wail from the others—only three left now. Looks like Nate and Rowen handled theirs. Black goo covers my hands. I grimace. I’m going to have to boil this off later. Then I spot Lamashtu #3 reaching for my other sword. “Oh, hell no.” She grabs it—and throws it. Far. Great.

I spun around, blocking the blade with my forearm, the steel-like skin of my arm stopping it. “You’ve gotten faster,” I muttered, pushing him back with a powerful shove. “And you’ve gotten predictable,” Blackthorn shot back, his eyes glowing with amusement. He lunged at me again, faster this time, the shadows around him growing more dangerous. I countered with a blast of solar energy, the heat from the blast vaporizing the tendrils as they reached for me.

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.