Wielder Novels & Stories

“WE are the Sentinel. WE are the Wild. And you better fucking believe WE are the Dark.” A flash of concern crosses her face. I turn the sword in my hands again, lifting the handle above my head. I click the button on the butt of the handle to activate its power and use all my strength to plunge it into the exact center of the compass rose. It drives deep into the rock until I’m on one knee.

The realisation that Andrew was willing to stake his own life to aid in rescuing Tommy's family fostered a profound sense of gratitude. Both figures, swathed in white snow tunics and overcoat stealth uniforms, blended seamlessly with their wintry surroundings. Armed with the distinctive weaponry of warriors, Tommy brandished compact yet devastating javelins, while Diana wielded a multi-bladed sword capable of not merely cutting but also splicing, dicing, and shredding with lethal finesse.

Their scratches and small wounds visible on their skin but immediately it was healed. 'Worgh' Nathaniel thought to himself. Worgh was a general and an exceptional healer that came from the woodrous kingdom. Xarhtel and Worgh both acquired nature elements. Its maybe the reason their wood sheild still intack from his flame plus, Xarthel can also absorbed flames based on his element. Both of them had related elements, Xarthel And Worgh. Uniting the same power and abilities of an element can make a more firmer and deadlier power.

"I don't understand either." "Try this halberd." The weapon gets out from slim air. One swing, elder 1 pleasure with the unique stuff. "Next." Xiao Wan ignore the satisfied face of elder 1. "I need a blade." The leader feels the power elder 1 increase, he doesn't want to lose this opportunity. "System! Active blacksmith and making one blade." Tink! The menu options release. "What state need to imbue?" "Strength." Tink! One weapon accomplished, imbue blade strength success.

“You challenged me. A duel.” He nodded, his eyes fixed on me. I looked around, spotting a silver pitchfork leaning against a tree near the edge of the clearing. It was heavy, made of solid silver, designed to weaken a shifter just by touching it. It was a weapon meant to put an Alpha at a disadvantage, a weapon usually reserved for fights against other Alphas, or rogue werewolves who were a true threat. “You wanted a chance to prove yourself,” I said, my gaze returning to him. “Fine. You can use that.” I gestured towards the pitchfork. “I don’t need one.”

It was him. My kidnapper. And in his hand, he held a weapon. A sharp, curved blade that glowed faintly in the dim light. Silver. My stomach twisted. That wasn’t just any weapon—it was designed to severely injure werewolves, making it harder for them to heal. I couldn’t let Alexander and Carlo see him. If they did, they’d attack, and he’d hurt them. I had to get them out of here. Now. “You both need to leave,” I blurted out.

The air shimmered with energy, a hum vibrating through the room, resonating with my heartbeat. Hours passed, and sweat ran down my brow, but I did not stop. Every swing, every chant, every breath infused the weapon with my soul. When it was finally finished, the blade glowed faintly with a silver-blue light, a heartbeat away from sentience. Holding it, I could feel my tribrid energy resonate within it. This was no ordinary weapon, it was a symbol, a promise, a storm yet to be unleashed.

“ You might want to follow her on your way out, “ I badgered I guess I looked threatening enough for them to not say anything. That JJ guy was getting on my last nerve. I’d never had someone so young seriously threaten me. It wasn’t really a serious threat since, I could tell by his actions, he was very weak and self-doubting. The weakness came from self-doubt and he had a lot of it. I’d been alive for a while and I could tell when someone had lost themselves and used anger as a front. “ You mind clearing this out, Parker? “ I commanded

She was flustered after talking to Kabir. "Why do I feel this way?" She whispered quietly. Yara barely heard her above the loud music. "How do you feel?" Yara questioned but got no reply, Minahil was busy looking at Waniya and Ahmed who were standing some feet apart from them. *** Waniya was wearing a black and white bandana top with a blue ripped jeans. Her belly was pierced and she was wearing a silver colored piercing. Her hair cascaded down her sides in thick curls. Eyes embellished with thick eyeliner and intoxicated from the alcohol she was drinking. Her smooth, curvy figure was aligning perfectly with Ahmed's chiseled body who was standing behind her with one hand wrapped under her bo

"Jack wolf, please!" With a surge of adrenaline, Jack Wolf summoned every last ounce of strength. The spear shone brighter, its power surging through him like a river of light. Eryndor's eyes widened in surprise as Jack Wolf's grip tightened, the spear's tip pressing deeper into his chest. The dark magic swirling around him began to falter. Eryndor stood on his ground. The air was electric with the clash of steel and the scent of sweat and blood. Eryndor's Shadowing dagger seemed to dance in the moonlight, its dark blade slicing through the air with a haunting screee-ksss.