Uchiha Katana Novels & Stories

Ichiro felt very insulted. He halted his blade and stared at Kiran, "Are you really just a twenty-something young man?" Kiran stood with his hands behind his back, "Do you doubt it?" Ichiro's eyebrows twitched twice, and he shouted angrily, "Take another one of my strikes." As he spoke, he gathered strength rapidly, his clothes fluttering with the force, and his blade turned as cold as ice, chilling the air in all directions causing even insects to fall dead to the ground.

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama EIGHT VENDETTA I put on the black curvy dress that was actually an option after lot of thought and help with my gold heels and I brush my hair in a curvy length and apply some eye liner and a red lipsticks. After a little view at myself in the mirror I head out of my room and I met the girl Laura working on her system and her eye widened immediately she saw me.

At the time, the king had spared him purely out of curiosity. Curiosity rarely lasted long. But Adrian had. And now he stood below in the courtyard, carrying the blade of the crown. Vaelreth leaned forward slightly. The executioner’s armor was dark and simple, unlike the elaborate armor worn by the demon soldiers. It was practical. Scarred by years of battle and use. The sword resting against Adrian’s shoulder was enormous—far too large for most men to wield easily. Yet he carried it as if it belonged there. As if the blade itself had chosen him.

I immediately reached for it and grabbed it before I turned in the direction of the beast, with the thought of Aria still in my mind. The way he had dealt with me shortly and the fact that Aria had been bitten all served to intensify my anger as I jumped on its back and sent the sword sinking Into its head with a sickening, and very brutal impact. But I didn't stop there. I twisted the dagger into its skull, satisfied by the cracking sound that I heard.

For more than twenty years he had trained in the way of the katana, earning the title of kenshi—a swordsman whose skill left no room for doubt. I thought he would come for me next, but he didn't. He stepped back, flickered his katana to wipe out the blood on its steel, and then slowly slid it back into the saya. That only means one thing! I'm Anya's first kill.

Carla Christine POV - IN THE FOLLOWING DAYS of training, other things were difficult for me. I almost slept in the hideout. Yuichi rarely went to the hideout because of his busy schedule. He is still the president and CEO of one of the largest companies in this country. I’m simultaneously using different guns and fighting, adding different types of knives. Yuichi reminds me that the only weapon I can always use in battle is not the knife. Yuichi reminds me I can’t always have a gun in battle if I can’t have knives as well.

I bought it because I also wanted to try it with my one-handed swordsmanship skills. I purchased a pair of Mithril swords and one Katana as backups and replacements for the two swords I already had. *Swish! I tried swinging the katana with my right hand. It felt incredibly light as I swung it, and the handle fits comfortably in my grip. As for its overall color, including the handle, blade, and scabbard, they were all a deep black, as if emanating a strong dark aura. As for its size, it was around ninety centimeters, surpassing the average length of a katana. On average, katanas were only about sixty to seventy centimeters long, but that didn't matter. I actually preferred that longer length

The Japanese Sword Sage had come out later to bully the weak, regardless of his status and status. There must be something wrong. It must be an inside story. He didn't know how much Yang Xiao spent. This topic was spread all over the world after the competition at that time. It was only when Katou Hui verified it himself that the fans that viewed her as their idol finally felt relieved. But who would have thought that in just a moment, everything was like a dream in a mirror? It disappeared in an instant. Katou Hui activated the Third Knife Style of Japan, but she couldn't even touch a hair on Yang Xiao's head.

She just shakes her head at him and he lets her move to me. “This blade is a very special blade. It will do the job.” She hands me the Katana. I step back, my hands on the handle and the sheath. The sheath is black and purple with a dragon that wraps around the full length of it. Its mouth open facing the handle of the sword. I remove the sword and hand the sheath to her. I hold the sword up, looking at the steel. The blade is clean and sharp, it glistens under the light. I walk to Gianni. I stand at his side. I raise the sword in my hands, turning my body, adjusting my feet.

he spat. "Where is Luke?" I brought the blade close to his neck. Even though I was not applying much force to it his neck began bleeding because of how sharp it was. My Katana was crafted by a legendary blacksmith on a Japanese mountain and it was made with the finest metals and materials. It was so sharp that it could decapitate someone easily with just a swing of an arm. "I don't have any dealing with that bastard." He said through closed teeth. I scanned him and he was telling the truth. And with the way things looked, Luke for sure was not here.