The Sword Of Summer Novels & Stories

They rest for a moment and left. Catherine went to the nearest pond and started practicing with the wooden sword. Hikaru saw her, he was carrying Destiny’s sword. He don’t know what is he feeling towards her. His heart was beating so fast and that time seems very slow when he's around her. He went closer to her. "You are doing well. Destiny would be glad if you practice with this.” Hikaru gave Catherine the sword Destiny has left. Catherine was surprised seeing the sword again. He holds the wooden sword and she was staring at the sword Hikaru handed.

He missed everything about her. "Jax," Nova said, her voice calm but sure, "you're the sword with the sapphire at the top. Cael's is the emerald. Fin's is the center. Elle, you're the dagger next to Cael's. Emerald as well." Jax moved toward the blade like he'd been called. The sapphire pulsed before he touched it. The moment his fingers closed around the hilt, his eyes flooded blue and the sword ignited. Instantly, a vision surfaced in the room.

Summer Love. I didn't think the summer part mattered. Sure we did fall in love during the summer. That doesn't mean I didn't expect it to last past that. It didn't matter to me that he was Nathan Kalis's school-bad boy. To me, he was just Nathan. The man couldn't go more than ten minutes before demanding a kiss. Who always wanted me to cuddle into him. And who loved listening to me read my books out loud.

“Be good, go to sleep.” Summer was extremely furious. She was thinking about how to kill this bastard while he was asleep. Jasper let his guard down and fell asleep. He was hugging Summer’s arms tightly. Summer pushed him away frustratedly as she silently called him a madman. She stood up, walked out of the room, and started looking around. She went to the kitchen and grabbed a fruit knife. ‘I’ll stab this bastard to death tonight.’ “Sapphire!” Summer was sharpening the knife when she heard a voice called out to her. She then felt someone hugged her from the back.

They dared to swear that they had never seen such a powerful sword since they were born! It was like they'd fallen into a purgatory with a single glance at it. Such a sword was truly powerful to the extreme! The Three Kings Hall's Second Leader, Senior Riding Clouds, was also dumbfounded. He never imagined that Lucas would possess such a powerful sword. ... Lucas said to Senior Riding Clouds, "This sword is called the Immemorial Dragon Sword. I used it to kill Senior Milky Way." Senior Riding Clouds was already a little overwhelmed with shock.

Hayden drew his sword as the ligahoo charged at them. “No!” Shrieked Cory, seeing the Prince wield the Vermillion Sword. The sword glowed white hot. Hayden yelled as the handle seared his hand. He flung the sword and it plunged into the soil. “The sword won’t let you interfere with the bow’s will, remember?” Said Cory, trailing her fingers along Hayden scorched palm, cooling it with her magic. Titan came rushing through the trees brandishing the Crimson Axe. He flung it at the ligahoo and it rebounded like a boomerang.

The crowd could feel that the heat and cold had collided while looking at the swords on the stage. “Let me introduce to you the Blaze Wild Sword and the Deadly Glaze Sword. Blaze Wild Sword is a must be suggested for the people who had fire attributes and were accustomed to fire. The Deadly Glaze Sword is for the people who had Ice attributes. These swords are made by a Grade 5 Novice Armament Master.” Lark Oz said while showing them the swords that Luna had made.

She purses her lips in displease seeing everyone is leaping aside. 'Why in the hell would they leap away as if it's a vulture?! The sword is aimed straight and they could have just stepped aside from its way! Why would they do backflips and all? Is this a gymnastics class or what? And what's with that dude? Why is that guy breathing heavily as if he just escaped from a hunting lion?' She notices only a few guys just took a step aside and stood straight calmly. THUD! Her eyes follow the sound and see Parthib stopped the sword by holding it in his bare hand. The sharp edge has cut his palm resulting in bleeding.

Seraphina shimmered in warm golds and oranges, her aura like sunrise. Killian stepped forward, grinning broadly “We Southerners don’t wrap our gifts in riddles. We bring fire and steel.” He presented a sword, forged in the heart of the Southern volcanoes. Its blade burned faintly red, not with heat, but with ancient enchantment. “This is Ashbreaker. Forged to defend your people, tempered in loyalty. Only a true Alpha may wield it without harm. May it protect your family, your Luna, and your future.”

On the pavilion floor lay a sword carved with a dragon, and standing on it was the man who had shouted. He stooped slightly, breath ragged; his eyes were bloodshot, bulging as if they might pop from their sockets. Through gritted teeth he thought, 'Xiu Jian is a damned wretch! I can’t even burn his sword!' Indeed, the trembling, furious man was Huang Fu, and the blade beneath his boot was the Sacred Dragon Sword. He had tried to set the sword aflame—yet not only did the flames refuse to take, the fuel he poured seemed to be absorbed and vanished, drying as if swallowed by the metal itself.