The Last Blade Game Novels & Stories

thought Yu Liang sighing, as he regretted that such an interesting world had fallen into the cliché of a Dark BL. This beginner world was very good, what was Dark BL was a problem of the characters and not the world itself. This world is a mix of martial arts and the modern world. The powerful families of this world were all descendants of powerful immortals and even the large financial conglomerates or IT companies, they had connections with former martial artists.

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.

His moment would not last Because I still had one more blade to play, and Matthias was very skilled at making deaths look like accidents. The game was far from finished.

"One more fucking time you disrespect my Luna or even think of her in a fucking malicious way, I will cut your dick and your balls and make you eat them in front of your men!" He didn’t respond, but I saw veins popping from his neck as his eyes dilated. He was letting his wolf heal him. I wanted to end his life already, but I knew Blade had to be the one to do it. I stayed standing, hovering over his body, my foot on his shoulder, pressing it now and then when I got bored. Where the fuck was Blade? "Let’s negotiate, Stone." He broke the silence between us, flinching when I pressed his shoulder again. "You can have this territory, and I have other territories I just acquired recently. You can

I ran towards the forest using my vampire and werewolf speed combined that made me four times faster than any creature. And I arrived at the place where the war was going, I was horrified by the dead bodies around me. Everyone is fighting each other except for the woman in the middle. She's just watching them fight, not even doing anything but to wear her smirk, Blade is in front of her, they are both talking to each other in the middle of a war and they seem so angry. Why are they fucking having a conversation in the middle of this damn war? "Give. Me. Back. My. Daughter" I heard her shouted and rage and the lightning hit the ground where Blade is, gladly, Blade was able to dodge it before

From what was said about Blade’s club, it didn’t seem so, but this group hadn’t hurt anyone that she knew of. The trouble they were in was very real. Blade and his men had come here for one purpose and one purpose only, to take down and burn out this compound. The fact that they were caught by surprise was indeed fortunate for this group but she thought this Blade wouldn’t let that happen again. The next time, he would be prepared for anything and the tribe might get dragged into an all out war.

How much cruel can fate be? "No this isn't possible…please believe me Malia I didn't kill him. I held the gun but I didn't pull the trigger" Larson's voice brought me back to reality. It was finally over…before it started it already ended, this was definitely his last game and I failed to see it. The billionaire's last game, it was time for us to go our separate ways and walk on different paths. Forever this day will be in my memories and heart, the day in which the clouds were filled with darkness and that darkness crept it's way into my life.

"Be something stronger. Be something that survives the blade." The magnetic seals lock with a finality that echoes in my chest. I’m left alone in the dim light of the Faraday cage. My hand goes to my stomach, following the path his palm took. The child is quiet now, but the ache in my bones is returning—the drugs are already losing the war against the DNA Key. Be something stronger. I realize then that Damian doesn’t care if I survive the extraction. I’m just the packaging for the next version of the weapon. I reach into the bedpost and pull the Phantom Blade free. The silver threads are leaking again, a faint, metallic glow dancing along the titanium needle. If Damian wants a blade, I’ll gi

The blade plunged into his stomach, penetrating every muscle and organ it made contact. In an instant, Maddie’s tears were gone. Theo held onto her shoulders for support. His eyes got teary because of the sharp blade tearing his insides but what pained him the most is that it was Maddie who stabbed him. She even has the audacity to stare at him in the eyes as she thrusted the dagger deeper inside him.

And there was one cut near his eyebrow that looked like it hadn't even healed yet. My stomach twisted painfully. God, I'd done that. Or at least part of it. The memory of our last fight hit me like a sucker punch. Last Friday at the bonfire, both teams went at it again. This time, it was Craig who had slept with one of the Warriors' girlfriends. The guy confronted him, and it all went down from there. It was like a thing now, where the boys just slept with the other's girl or sister just to taunt them. The Warriors did it to us, and we did to them. It was like a sick game that, of course, usually ended in some kind of a fight.