Triple H Blade Trinity Novels & Stories

I’m glad that we told Deke to bring the bigger plane, but it’s still going to be a bit of a tight squeeze. Bella also gave each of us special iron knives that will have a major effect on the Riding Hood’s powers. We gave all of them to Arya and Devin. They would help cover our backs, seeing as they have demi-god accuracy. They’ve got the best chance of cutting down anyone that will come after us.

She didn’t expect it perhaps. I drew closer to her, and gave her the torch. Then, I bent down a little for her to fall on my arms. She did. I lifted her with quite an amount of strength. Her weight was significant. She held the torchlight with her right hand, and her left hand was around my neck. Her left titty pressed against my chest. It was pleasantly soft. The feeling from that friction was awesome, but I didn’t allow it to interrupt my concentration. The current was turbulent, and the ground was slippery so loosing my concentration would result in something unimaginably bad.

In his hands, he held a shorter blade that he offered to Aria handle-first. "Basic silver alloy with moonstone inlay," he explained. "Not powerful enough to significantly enhance your abilities, but sufficient to provide a focus for channeling energy if you need it. And sharp enough to do physical damage if mystical attacks prove insufficient. Can you use a blade, or do I need to assign someone to guard you specifically?"

Logan's voice was steady in the way of someone being steadied by something outside themselves. "Blackthorn Pack," he said. "You have three days to surrender the golden triplets or Evergreen and the Shadow Council take the north. Every pack that doesn't stand with us will be considered hostile." He paused. A smile that didn't reach anything. "Ryder Kane. I know you're watching. You know what I want. You know the only way this ends cleanly." The feed cut. The room was quiet. Ava looked at Ryder.

“Free beer and a chance to play with the new cleaner? Count me in twice.” We shook on it right there — a quick fist bump between the three of us to seal the deal. The bet was official. Whoever made Lila moan the loudest would drink for free the whole next month.

The strong soldiers of the great Thornevale Pack stood no chance at all. And that was the scariest part! If the men could not even defend themselves, then we were doomed! Fear gripped me as I clutched the bottoms of my balcony railings like my life depended on it. The closer I looked, I realized that what I was seeing wasn’t just an opponent… They weren’t just random monsters— no they looked too familiar even in that state. My blood turned instantly cold as it clicked— They were the triplets— Sylver, Cassian and Rylan!

A beautiful handcrafted handle, perfectly polished and engraved with the pack's symbol and the family's last name in old English letters. The dagger's blade is made of pure silver. Mixed with white ash from an old ancient tree and dipped in Angel's blood. The perfect combination that will end the life of a primordial vampire. "I'm sure you took my advice and studied your stuff. You can not kill a primordial vampire with an ordinary silver dagger, a regular vampire perhaps...but it will not work on a primordial... just like the wolf bane will not work to kill a Primord wolf." He smiles at Blake and sighs.

Moreover, these digital knives could also replicate the structure and even weight of the chosen blade. Also, at the point of contact with the opponent's bodies, they would vibrate with variable intensities to distinguish and replicate the impact. Creed just like always chose a standard 11.65 Inch point clip with a Sawtooth Spine. Whereas Jia chose a standard 10.75 Inch point clip with a sawback spine. "Alright, let's start!" Creed said with an assertive tone, "I will attack with my least aggressive move sets. The circle is the area of combat."

Each buckle clicked into place like a final word in a prayer I didn’t believe in anymore. Selene handed me one last thing—a thin, smooth blade with a black handle. Her eyes were unreadable. “I made this for you. Silver edge. Bone core. Won’t kill Tristan, but it’ll remind him what pain feels like.” I took it. “Thanks.” “Don’t get cocky,” she said, stepping back. “You die, I’m telling Aria everything. And I mean everything—even that time you cried watching that baby bird fall out of a nest.”

“Gale Blade Storm!” The vortex condensed, transforming into countless wind swords. The blades rushed toward Danial with blinding speed, slicing through the air with deadly precision. Danial didn’t flinch. He pressed his hands downward, and the flames around him surged. The fire turned from a bright orange to a deep reddish hue, its intensity increasing significantly. The heat in the arena became unbearable, forcing many spectators to shield their faces. The wind blades collided with the fire, but instead of overpowering it, the fire’s sheer heat disintegrated them on contact. Tristan’s eyes widened as the remaining flames surged toward him. He braced himself, closing his eyes in resignation.