Tomoe Queen's Blade Novels & Stories

"But for it to work, I need a direct connection to the First City’s spire. And that means one of us has to get inside the city walls." "I'll go," Leo and Ace said in unison. "No," I said, looking at the black streaks beginning to appear on my own palms. The "Tithe" was spreading. "I’m the only one who can carry the frequency. I’m the Silver Queen. And it’s time I went home." I was standing at the cave entrance, looking down at the First City. It was a dark, obsidian star in a world of grey. But as I touched the hilt of a makeshift scrap-metal blade, I felt a familiar hum.

She turned fast as a shadow flew toward her and a silver blade aimed at her chest. Emma gasped and jumped back. The blade missed her by a hair..She landed on the ground and rolled away. She looked up as a tall figure stood in front of her. The Fae Queen. Her face was sharp and her eyes glowed. Her hands held dark energy. Her claws were long and curved. “I was waiting,” the queen said. Her voice was smooth but cold. “I wanted to see how far you’d come.” Emma stood raising her sword again. “I didn’t come to talk again since you've given me your answer.”

I walked to Kael's side. He held out his hand, and I placed mine in his. "Everyone," Kael's voice rang through the temple, "this is my fated mate, the Luna of the Winter-fang Pack, and your future Queen." As he finished speaking, the golden mate marks on both our necks lit up in unison. It was the sacred symbol only true fated mates possessed. The crowd was completely stunned. The blood drained from Damon's face, leaving it as white as paper.

If not now, they will when they’ve learned the truth of their supposed King. “Alex, do you have my blades?” Her friend’s eyes widened momentarily, before she nodded and sent a quick mindlink for an Ash Mount warrior to retrieve a small bag hidden in the treeline. Cassy held both the obsidian and quartz blades in her hand, one a gift from her mate, the other from her best friend. Both could end the life of the King, but she chose the obsidian one as if Jace’s hand would steady her own in this decision.

"I want the queen alive. Bring her to me." "Over.My.Dead.Body!" Tyler growled. "Bring me his head. Whoever delivers it will be named Alpha over their own pack." "AGHHHH!" Battle cries could be heard from every team as they ran head on into the enemy ranks.

From these minuscule threads, I wove something grander—a hundred blades conjured from their essence. I did it! Raising my hands, I conjured the blades from the ground, as if plucking roots from the soil. The earth and rocks cracked open, yielding forth an arsenal of blades. With a gesture, a torrent of a hundred swords surged toward the unsuspecting foes. This was my reckoning! Despite Kenru and Killan's combined assault, most of Lady Montay's warriors stood resolute, untouched by the chaos they witnessed. They were likely legendary combatants, their might impervious to the combined force of Kenru, Killan, Borracho, and Rouma.

Veren held the bag in which she would put the king’s head. Mare touched the satchel at her waist to make sure the dagger was secure. It was a cruelly made dagger but it would do the job. Her steps were light as she reached the flight of stairs that would take her to the king's royal chambers. She bowed her head as servants exited the room carrying loads of royal robes and linens.

I get so close to the werewolf that I feel its breath all over my body, and then the beast talks. "I am Manure, the maze keeper and you have trespassed my property and no one gets out alive!" I start laughing a bit and then introduce myself as the Queen of Futanari, soon to be the ruler of all the lands. Manure gets angry at my laughing and roars like a lion. I let him know that he won't scare me whatever he does. Manure slowly approaches me, testing me, to tell the truth, that I feel no fear toward him, and gets one of his paws up with very sharp claws and heads it toward my neck.

Damion's POV. "That girl is on my last nerve. I swear the next time she does some stupid shit I am putting a bullet in-between her fucking eyes." I slammed my fist into the punching bag. "What did she do this time?" Heth, my second in command, snickered as he held the bag for me. "She fucking killed one of the guards and tried to run. I don't get why she wants to leave. I have given her anything she asks for."

BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.