Wielder Novels & Stories

It was better to play along rather than to just make yourself go further crazy, looking for answers to the Ws. I turned over the pages and thankfully a paragraph had my answer. The good thing was that all answers were near to eachother so there was no need for me to go through the entire thick book. "The Queen having the Augmentation Powers will be capable to teleport to the Keystone Tree. Only she has the ability to go there. Blah,blah,blah.....okay. Woooow!" I wowed when saw the picture of the Keystone Tree. How did they got the pic, I had zero concern.

The sound (if it could be called sound) cut through the air like a blade, and I watched with detached horror as it sliced through one of the Council members' shields like it was paper. The gaunt male stumbled backwards, and black blood started seeping from a wound on his shoulder where the weapon had found flesh. His eyes widened with hunger. "It bleeds the wielder," he said, wonder in his voice. "The power damages the vessel as it manifests. She's destroying herself with every use."

"He brought me here in expectance that you will welcome me with open arms but instead, what did you do? you decide to create a scene while calling me names. yes, not everyone is as popular and influential as the Bills but that certainly doesn't give you the right to talk down on anyone. yes! you are fortunate. so what? I can be in a better position tomorrow." "Just because no one knows tomorrow does not mean I will come begging for your help. Stop being so delusional." "No, I am not wishing for your downfall, but that doesn't mean that I will remain in one position forever."

Deniz yells from behind and I immediately turn around. I see her in a beautiful red dress that I've never seen on her before. And then I realize Hudson behind her. She walks towards me and grabs my hand. Deniz pulls me towards Hudson and at least she gives my hand in his. I'm still confused. He smiles and kneels in front of me. Deniz gets a small red box out and gives it to Hudson. He opens it and a diamond ring I looked at some hours ago in the Swarovski shop is in it. Oh my God.

Warren raised his fists, "I guess we'll find out then. If Giichi wants to scrap, I am more than happy to give him one," "Eidolon in phylacteries are easier to control, but they are not as powerful as a bonded. I am confident we will be the victors." The armored man griffin aura appeared and wrapped around Warren's body. "Don't make me do this, kid," Cyrus warned, "I like you, and I don't have any problems putting you out for the count," The tengu aura erupted from the tiny bottle and surrounded Cyrus. "If I win, you fall in line. If you win, you get to leave," Warren offered.

It's a wonder my skin doesn't peel right off my bones. Out of the corner of my eye, I see the stake-wielding Hunter get knocked off his feet, his weapon skittering across the ground. Wand Guy—let's just call him Wandman—is quicker on the uptake, throwing up a magical shield around himself just in time. His face contorts with effort as he channels his energy into maintaining the barrier, teeth gritted in concentration.

No one would suspect you and they would usually talk and act recklessly in front of you. “The weapon,” It was a scythe. A retractable scythe that could tear heavy metals like paper and pierce through anything even the soul. Using it, they can open treasures long-buried and kill anyone like nobody's business. It's a precious little thing. And it's in the rightful and very capable hands. Me. •••

she replied leaving me to the guards. She sashayed out of the dampnes sof our work space after giving the guards their marching orders. They were given strict orders to leave me unharmed during the many months it took for me to build this weapon. It required the family crest of Donyale at the tip of the heavy iron. The ridges that bind were heavy to hold, but light enough to strike down the enemy. I was made to install mercury in the tip. I was careful not to touch it. Mercury could be deadly to most werewolves. The spear stood at least six-foot tall on its own.

The rods hovered just slightly above its moorings and locked back into the bracer. “Can you emit the shield at full capacity while moving?” She asked. “Yes mam, I can. It is expected of an officer of the DragonWolves.” “If you can dance an emitter bracer that easily while walking. You can lead a GearBane or two.” “A voltiir of the DragonWolves does not rely on casting the arcane, but only the application of its energy.” “First time I’ve heard that.” Aster by now was well aware of how traditional the DragonWolves were, but what exactly those traditions were she did not know. Perhaps much of it had to do with stoic practicality, and the need to strike fast.

"But yes. We are going to drug him. But that's not your issue. Just focus on Mr. Wolfe." Chloe frowned as she was dragged towards the doors of the VIP suite. Two males that had shoulders as wide as the door and just as tall as it were guarding the empty hallway. They appeared to just be loitering but as she got close, Chloe could see their eyes watching everything around them. They weren't Nathaniel's men. They were too muscular to be. These were wolves that trained hard to be the ultimate apex predator. They didn't need guns to protect themselves. There was a wildness to them as well, as if they were made of petrichor, earth and rock from the unforgiving mountains. Chloe had the sudden urge