The Oleander Sword Novels & Stories

Then taso uses his killing intent. If that's what you want you have challenged a god, COME FORTH! THE SWORD THAT CAN SLICE THROUGH SPACE AND TIME, HOLD SWORD DURANDAL! Then the holy sword Durandal comes pops out of thin air and then taso grabs the sword, and he uses a technique. AEROBA RENAKATA RO NAKATA DANCING SUN SLASH! Then the sword Durandal was burning fire in every structure of the sword, it was like the color of the sun.

But his blue eyes held a wicked light, and his lips fought a curl of smug satisfaction. “Princess Diandreliera of Uyan Taesil,” Rivyn announced gravely. “Although the Fae Court is not prepared at this time to mobilise against the Queen Clareath’s takeover of Uyan Taesil, we recognise and honour your efforts on behalf of the brethren there. As such, I, Rivyn Nae Ederne, offer you my sword,” he produced the sword from the air with a flourish that drew exclamation even from the jaded courtiers. “This is Intuin Desparen, the Heart Blade.”

Dexter said aloud as we heard the door leading to the other sections of the mansion open. Everyone's gaze was fixed on the passageway leading to the stairs, waiting in excitement to see what our Alpha had to present. And when I was beginning to think that our Alpha's surprise was a flop, I saw the hugest scare of my life. The whole hall fell into chaos as most people screamed and yelled in fear while others like myself stood speechless and motionless. It was a man. A man whose reputation spoke for itself. It was the legendary Alpha Blade, known in Haven as The Ripper.

The lake was beautiful and the air smelled fresh and she enjoyed it, taking deep breaths at a time. She unmounted and secured Zara to a tree bark close the shore. The horse nipped her hand playfully as she rubbed her snout. Odeya fed her a snow apple then removed her vest. She placed it in the bag and unsheathed her sword. It was a one handed sword with double edges. She had named it Vixen because of the fox's head on the hilt. It was the prize of her first victory in unarming a soldier in her father's army.

I knew the same trick would not work this time but I had also discouraged them from attacking me at the same time. I evaluated my environment. I needed something I could use to my advantage but there seemed to be nothing in sight. Then I spotted a cluster of Oleander flowers nearby. They were known to be poisonous and they were just the type of flowers one would find around the home of a woman with Alira’s reputation. I ran towards the flowers and rubbed the edge of my sword with them. Then I faced the ten…. they were seven that ran towards me now, it appeared that three of them had been injured by the confusion I had created earlier with my high jump.

The blade shimmered beneath the sunlight. Rendon gripped his massive battle axe tightly. For the first time in years... Fear appeared in his eyes. Without a word, Dane stepped into the center of the arena. The final duel... was about to begin. Luke immediately recognized it. "That's..." "Uncle Dane's sword." Theo nodded. "It was a diplomatic gift from the Eastern Kingdom to mother after the Alchemy Trade Agreement." The referee lowered his hand. "Begin!" Rendon roared as he charged forward.

“Yes, Alpha Loren?” “I'd like for you to leave me and Oliver while we…spar.” Vincent’s eyes bounced from me to father, his throat bobbing. Then, he bowed once more, catching my eyes with his blue ones, before leaving. I was left with the alpha of Valeras, and a slight smirk on his face. “You should consider growing your hair out, Oliver,” Father walked past me, dropping just a bit to pick the blade Vincent had thrown earlier at me. He held the dark-steel, the blade looking ridiculous in contrast to his large hands.

Each strike resonated with a raw, primal energy, their swords meeting in a symphony of metal that reverberated through the ancient trees. Maximus, renowned for his prowess in the arena, found himself facing a different breed of adversary in Ganicus. The Athenian commander wielded his sword with disciplined precision, countering Maximus's every move. The clash of their blades created sparks, illuminating the darkened forest like fleeting fireflies in the night.

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 " ah" a sharp pain hit Celeas back " what is it now?" She tryed to put her hand on her back, when she felt something wet " blood" Celea couldn't understand what was going on but she couldn't stop now. She had people she needed to protect Celea took the swords and went outside with the hope to find a witch to teleport her on the battlefield and there she was Andrea " Andrea!" Celea called and the witch turned to face were the voice was coming from

Blakeney held the sword of troy which Aeneas had carried to found the Roman Empire and a spare shield; Oliver had the saber of Roosevelt and the medieval sword James had found for him when he had first started training with them. “Mr. Blakeney, you’re with me. Oliver, you stay here and protect Eliza.” His eyes bore into Oliver’s intently. “With your life if necessary. Do you understand?” Oliver met his gaze unswervingly and nodded once. “I will James.” Eliza didn’t exactly agree with the roster and being the strong- willed girl that she was, voiced her opinion. “I want to fight.”