Wolf's Blood Swordgrass Novels & Stories

He’s bleeding so much that his leg is leaving a trail of fresh blood behind as he crawls away. He won’t make it if I don’t do something. I drop his arm and stand in front of him, shielding him from the wolf’s eyes. I raise the sword in my hand. “Hey!” I yell in my bravest voice. “Come here and get some taste of this sword!” I add with false bravado. I already know I’m going to regret this when that wolf tears into me. The beast turns to me with a snarl, its lips curled back to reveal long, vicious canines, sharp enough to tear through flesh with horrifying ease.

I couldn't blink my eyes, I watched how his head fled to the other direction. Blood splattered everywhere, there's on his shirt, on the ground and some are on my face. I saw how his body collapsed on the ground. The place reeks on the smell of his blood. B-blood…. "You should've said the truth the first time I asked you." My eyes landed on the Alpha who's in front of us. He is holding a sword, its blade is shining in the middle of this dark forest despite the blood that covers it. The one who is wielding the sword is riding a big brown wolf. I couldn't see his face clearly, but there's one thing that I am sure of, this is the Alpha that everyone's fearing- that he is dangerous.

This wolf needs a wake up call! Before I can question him about any of these realisations, the wolf shoves me to the ground and climbs over me. His large body shields my much smaller frame, growling at whatever danger is lurking nearby. I want to speak my mind, to express that there are nicer ways to warn someone to quickly get down. However, there is an alarming amount of blood coming out from between my legs and sliding down my thighs. A gasp leaves my lips as I glance down at my swollen stomach, finding a small silver blade buried there. Pain spreads from my stomach and outward through every limb in my trembling body. My mind must have gone into shock for me to have not noticed the blade

Darryl’s heart was racing while he read about it. Blood Drinking Sword, a surface like jade but not made of jade, like steel but not made of steel. Extremely sharp! Could be activated by absorbing Earth’s energy. Weapon Grade: Red Category Level One. Ability: Blood Absorption. (Self-upgrade upon absorption of only fresh human blood! Animal blood would not work!) Darryl was so emotional after reading that. He had found a treasure. A sword that would upgrade? Once it absorbed a human’s blood, it would self-upgrade! No wonder it was called Blood Drinking Sword.

His dark brown hair was messy and sticky with his sweat, his scruffy salt and pepper gray beard coated in his own blood and spit. I watched as he thrashed against their grip and I reveled in the sound of his pain filled screams as one of them slowly dragged the sharp blade of his knife across the front of his chest. From his left collar bone to his right, so agonisingly slow. When the knife finally left his chest, Felix’s head slumped in relief and he tried to catch his breath. It wouldn't last long. My second man was already waiting with the bottle of purple liquid in his hand. The concoction was made up by our healers, a special wolfsbane brew. A potent liquid that we now incorporated to a

So he watched them and stayed hidden. Nevertheless, one skinny werewolf appears from nowhere, runs towards the hunters, and claws his way into the back of the massive werewolf, maybe his Beta. In a minute, almost half of the hunters lay dead on the snow. The skinny werewolf was suddenly hit in the shoulder by the sword, and he abruptly felt the aftermath of their nemesis. The sword with wolfsbane. Raymond recognized it—a sword with wolfsbane. The nemesis of werewolves. The skinny wolf's breaths came in gasps, and Raymond realised it would lose consciousness. Eventually, the massive werewolf claws at the hunters as violently as he can, killing them in one solid blow.

The black and sharp body with the pulsing red blood vessels poured out a stifling pressure on everyone inside the tent. “This sword is named Auros, from both the priestess and the smith that created it. Priestess Aurelia and Smith Rosen were some of the legendary figures from our Blood Wolves clan’s past. The weapons that they create are special, and has never shown any rust even with the passage of time.”

"Yes, Teacher!" Paisley laid out the weapons she had brought. The dark iron tray glowed with the wolves' unique shadow-light—each weapon was imbued with a faint soul energy. She first picked up a long, slender sword. Silver, cloud-like patterns floated on the blade, and the grip was wrapped in deer hide soaked in wolf blood. "Ellen, this 'Clear Wind Wolf Soul Sword' suits you best. When you swing it, it can draw on your pheromones to increase speed. I hope you continue to advance your swordsmanship."

I saw that the one who hit me smirk, yet I shouldn't panic, Because I know that my wound would heal faster, And after a minute of fighting back with wolves, I notice that the wounds weren't healing, What the… “You already notice that your wound was not healing right, Well I tell you my secret. Our sword has a special medicine that a witch made every special creature wouldn't escape through this. Because it has a kinda poison” The wolf said, his Alpha was already gone. I guess he was now in my room. Yet the sword that they think it is, was a big lie cause the sword was on my hand.

So he watched them and stayed hidden. Nevertheless, one skinny werewolf appears from nowhere and runs towards the hunters, clawing his way into the back of the massive werewolf, his Beta maybe. In a minute, almost half of the hunters lay dead on the snow. The skinny werewolf was suddenly hit in the shoulder by the sword, and he abruptly felt the aftermath of their nemesis. The sword has wolfsbane. Raymond recognised it—a sword with wolfsbane. The nemesis of werewolves. The skinny wolf breathed in gasps, and Raymond knew it would lose consciousness. Eventually, the massive werewolf clawed the hunters as violently as he could, killing them in one solid deal.