The Oleander Sword Novels & Stories

Lixien didn’t give a glance to Leen and continued examining the sword. If it’s from seven mountains, then this must be the ‘Flaming Red Fire of Lava’. It was a sword that everyone is obsessed with. It’s a sword that chooses his master. It also can talk from others' descriptions. She squinted her eyes. Why is Vailn giving her such a precious gift? She snapped her fingers and blinked. Her brows were slightly frowned as she was understanding why he was being too considerate or was it not considerate?

After a short moment, she said, “That knife is most likely coated with a lot of Oleander. Not as little as the team suspects. Tell those in the lab to exercise the highest level of caution. No one is to touch the blade. The concentration is probably high enough to burn right through the gloves and their skin! Their faces should be at least ten inches away when they’re holding it to run tests. We don’t want anyone to faint or go blind.” After she was hung up by her panicked colleague, Greg’s infuriated voice rang through the corridor, “HOW THE F*CK DID OLEANDER GET INTO HER SYSTEM?! WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING?! HOW COULD YOU LET IT HAPPEN?!” The Duke’s onyx eyes bore into Xandar’s.

I need my sword. Reaching behind my back, I feel the cool, smooth texture of my marking shift beneath my fingers. There’s a brief moment where the ink pulses, almost as if it’s alive, before it solidifies into the hilt of my sword. I draw it out, feeling the familiar weight settle into my hand. The blade hums with energy, a glowing blue that pulses in time with my heartbeat. This sword is mine, a part of me, born of my blood and soul. Athena’s gift, forged from my very essence.

They collapsed onto the ground, exhausted but triumphant. "We did it," Lila whispered, her voice filled with disbelief. "We actually did it." Cole smiled, his eyes filled with pride. "I knew you could," he said. "You're the strongest person I know." As they stood there, catching their breath, a beam of light suddenly shone down from the ceiling, illuminating a small alcove in the wall. In the alcove rested a sword. It was made of pure silver, its blade shimmering with an ethereal light. The hilt was crafted from polished bone, and the pommel was adorned with a single, brilliant diamond.

She took a deep breath and opened it gently. Inside the box laid an ornate weapon, no longer than five feet. From a quick look, Cassana could tell the handle was made of obsidian. A fine carving of wreathe with the shape of willow leaves twisted around the handle up to its arms. The upper and lower limbs, made of either holly or cedar, extended out from the handle to form an exquisite symmetrical arc that curved on its ends. A string made of sinew fiber stretched from one groove to the other, pulling the wood into shape, while seemingly emanating an ineffable hum.

Alexander commanded, suppressing it with his innate sword aura, causing the weapon to quickly settle. In the face of overwhelming power, a mere sword could hardly stir trouble. With a slight flick of his arm, the sword sprang from its sheath, revealing the words inscribed at the base of the blade: 'Azure Dawn'. "A fine sword," he remarked. The blade was lightweight, its edge sharp yet restrained, and its flexibility was impressive, resisting even when Alexander applied his internal energy. As the prized weapon was claimed, envious eyes turned toward him, though none dared to seize it. Some items were simply beyond their reach.

He was so focused on the glowing sword. Leonard brings out his Alcohol container and takes a sip from it to at least calm his trembling body. Rio went to the stone stairs and reached the landing area at the top. The sword was surely made of silver with a gold and brass handle. This is definitely the sword Pamungkas was talking about. Rio firstly creates a mind-link with Deadrei and said to her, “I am coming for you my love, just wait a little more." Deadrei hears him but the mind link was not strong enough so she was not able to reply to him.

Dina held her breath and ran away from there to hide for a few minutes until the effects of the gas could diminish. On the other hand, the moment Eros stepped inside the palace, the Nephilim soldiers tried to attack him. But he was prepared. He pulled his two hidden royal swords from their sheaths and began to swing them at the Nephilim. He is a damn good swordsman, and it's not easy to win against him with a sword. His swords are bathed in the Skipper blood oil. So the moment his sword touched the Nephilim, they turned to ashes. After he killed the first dozen or so Nephilim soldiers, the others who are surrounding him are now weighing their options about approaching him. The commotion sudd

His power surged and caused the surrounding blood mist to morph into massive and grotesque faces that hurtled toward the others. Leland shouted, “Defend!” Everyone raised their hands and reinforced the formation. Then, Leland said, “Let me handle this.” He was the most powerful among the elders besides Kayne. The former waved and unsheathed two swords. Those were Leland’s most treasured weapons, Flowing Moon and Azure Mist. These were divine artifacts. The two swords resembled formidable forces that shot toward the sky when Leland drew them. Kayne looked at the sacred weapons and laughed. “I forged those weapons, Leland. How naive are you to use the weapons I created?!”

"Ah, right. I bought this on my way home. Think you might like this." "I also gave half of that, just to let you know," Frank added. Opening the big thing that was covered with white clothes and a black ribbon, what he saw was a sight of a real sword. With his name carved on the shelf of the sword. “We think that it is time for you to have your own sword. A real one” “And not just any other sword. You know I even get friendly with many people just to make then create that one” leaning, Cielo whispered on Alex. “And that isn’t an ordinary sword, you see”