The Sword Of Damocles Novels & Stories

“Food?” Dr. Jensen was aghast. “Are you familiar with the sword of Damocles?” Evie asked. She had read some books while she stayed at the hospital, and came across some words and expressions. One of them was the ‘sword of Damocles’, an allusion to the imminent and ever-present peril faced by those in positions of power. “Like a huge sword hanging on top of your head?” Dr. Jensen asked to confirm, and Evie nodded.

"However, there is another side of the sword, and it is called the Sword of Destruction. One taste of blood, and the sword would permanently change form and go on a killing spree until no living thing is in its surroundings." He pointed to a longer version of the sword on the next page and frowned. "It sounds like these people don't value peace at all," Dylan said, his voice heavy with frustration. "Don't they know that disturbing things that have been buried for a long time is always a bad idea? Don't they understand the consequences of their actions?" Leonardo shook his head in anger and disbelief. "How could anyone be so careless and thoughtless? It's as if they don't care about the conse

Lazily as if all those worried faces were not directed to him, Nicklaus removed his sword too. But unlike Noah’s deadly sword, Nicklaus sword was just the normal sword. It looked weak compared to Noah’s and just one blow and it will break into pieces. The two sword were world apart and this busted ego and hope in Nephus soldiers.

When I look to find who gave me the rollercoaster, it surprised me. "D-Damion?" "I can't let her go, sir and ma'am," Damion said firmly while looking directly into my father's eyes. Those confusing eyes... he used it again. Dad withdraws his sword and placed it at Damion's neck. "You imbecile! How dare you speak your mind?!" My reflexes made me push Damion behind me to receive the sword pointing at him. Blood drips from my neck. Tears streamed down my face. Why is this happening?

Without a word, James raised his hand, and a flash of purple-gold light manifested into an extremely beautiful and sinister longsword. “What sword is that?” the three exclaimed simultaneously. “The Jademora Sword,” James replied softly, immediately slashing out with it. In an instant, accompanied by a piercing sword cry, three Sword Lights shot towards the three of them. The sharpness of the blades and the ferocity of their momentum were unstoppable and terrifying beyond belief.

For as long as he could remember, the sword had been a coveted artifact, passed down through generations of rulers in Omaha. As Rico gazed upon the sword, a shiver of trepidation coursed through him. He had wielded its power before, with disastrous consequences. The last time he had invoked its chilling magic, a powerful supernatural being had thwarted him, breaking the spell and saving the city from eternal frost. But now, in his desperation, he was prepared to risk it all once more.

Long ago, where demons are attacking humanity and trying to surpass Gods and Goddesses, a magical sword was created by the Gods. His name was Excalibur, he was a sword with a spirit, a sword that can grew with its master, a sword with an ego. Excalibur was made by the combined powers of the Gods, he possesses a power that can even threaten the life of the immortals.

Only the rightful king of Wysteria can touch the sword and the rest will turn into ashes and will never be able to be reborn again. He looked at the sentinels and Stefano was already there. "This sword will kill anyone who touches it aside from me. Please inform everyone not to touch this if you value your life." Elijah promised. This is a warning because this sword is very dangerous. This sword can kill the dark lord and it is very powerful. The sentinels were quickly appalled. Now that they had seen what had happened to the beast no one would dare touch the sword.

At the same time, the huge sword of light in mid-air slashed viciously towards Krebs. Boom! The sword of light made the sky tremble, causing the ground to tremble and the void to shake. Krebs let out a loud roar, surrounded by flowing black fog. He raised his huge sword horizontally while hiding beneath it. Boom! As the sword of light slashed down, there was a horrible explosion in an instant, stirring up smoke and dust, which covered the sky and the sun. Everyone stared with their eyes wide open, waiting for the dust to dissipate. They wanted to know if Krebs had managed to take this sword blow.

A bright network of illuminating embers danced through the blade of the sword like a crack of lightning. Alicia was taken aback. Daito launched the sword through the opening with immense force, like a javelin. The sword zipped through the hole with an unimaginable speed. The vurhan squeezed out one last shriek before falling to the ground lifeless. Slejj draped his arms in exhaustion, dissolving the shield, revealing the vurhan before them with half of its head missing. The sword managed to saver half its head off with sheer force. It pierced through several trees that were unfortunate enough to be standing behind the vurhan. The faint glow of the sword could be seen into the darkness, stuck