Zabuza Blade Novels & Stories

Now, we waited. Zaphyr sat tall on his throne. He wore a simple black coat lined with white fur, his expression unreadable as his eyes flicked between us. Lucy stood beside him, unmoving. There was a long silence, stretching the tension in the room. Finally, Zaphyr spoke. “My answer is no.” My brows pinched. “Excuse me?” “You asked for more warriors beyond the two hundred already dispatched. I said no,” he repeated, voice smooth and final. “You’ll use what you already have.”

I am Azura. The only goddess of two elements. Fire and water. Ooops...... Right introduction, wrong timing. **************** "This is not gonna be a great day". This was all I could say to myself. Somehow deep down, I could just feel that something huge was gonna happen today. It was the same gut feeling I woke up with the day I lost my parents to a ghastly car accident. I was a hundred and one percent sure, that crazy things are gonna happen today.

“It has to be silver!” “Noted,” Zero bit out, firing again. This time, the creature flinched, a sizzling sound erupting from the wound. “Seems they don’t like it up close either!” He was already moving, a blur of motion as he drew a blade from his vest—a blade I now saw was etched with faint, glowing runes. The world erupted into chaos.

The impact sent him crashing to the ground of the cage. The crowd cheered crazily, screams erupted all around me. "BLADE!" "BLADE!" "BLADE!" I pulled out my custom-made blade gleamed with a savage hunger under the bright arena lights. The polished steel bore the name "Capone," etched into the metal like a proclamation of death. Its edge was as sharp as a serpent's fang. It looked eager to cut, having tasted the blood of many before. The handle, wrapped in black leather, felt like a coiled snake in my grip, ready to strike with deadly accuracy. This blade wasn't just a weapon; it was a merciless instrument of brutality, a symbol of my unrelenting power in this world.

His eyes wandered to the pen knife that his brother was holding. “Is that the weapon you brought?” “Yes,” Zayn lowered his eyes to the thing in between his fingers and explained, “This pen knife was made out of silver and dipped in Growsbane. You should know that it is more than enough to take away your life if I desire it.”

Nikka momentarily petrified on her standing, she felt her life will be drained for a moment, scared that she will lose Yui again. “Nikka get Yui out of here.” Zitrey strongly said making Nikka move her feet and immediately do it, and said worriedly to Zitrey, “Zeth the poison…” Zitrey uttered on her usual tone. “You don’t need to worry.” “What a great receive Crimson Blade.” Slicer proudly said. Suddenly, he startled when Zitrey holds his wrist, and he can’t remove it. “Awesome really awesome. Crimson blade is really great! You receive a great beat for a while ago and have wound everywhere, yet still have this strength left. But now, you were poisoned.”

My attention moved to Zac, who was standing directly beside me. “His wings might not look harmful now, but he can make blades appear in the place of a feather. The blades can cut through practically anything, as easily as cutting paper. Even if a blade cuts a God, it might not directly kill them, but it would become a mortal wound, which could become fatal.” Xureus responded, not bothering to keep his voice low as Zac had. “And here I thought you forgot about me.” Leroy smirked at Xureus and stepped forward. “By the way, how is the family? Oh, wait. I forgot, they were killed.”

Only the sudden weight of steel sliding through flesh and bone, exactly where the mark burned brightest. The Luna mark broke as the blade pierced it. It was not a sound anyone could hear, but something you felt through the bond—like ice cracking beneath unbearable pressure. Kaelor’s pain tore through me so violently I almost missed my own. His shout spread across the battlefield, raw and broken, and every wolf collapsed where they stood. The light around my body shattered. The power drained from me, sinking into the earth, into the sky, into nothing. I looked down. The blade had gone straight through the mark.

It’s hard to follow, but I can still smell her. My mate… I push the pain of her shutting me out to the back of my mind. It was something I was expecting, anyway. Things around us have become a mess and I wonder how many have lost their lives in this foolish battle that needs to be put to an end. Fast. That’s when I hear Zaia’s scream, and see Zade’s aura blazing high in the sky as he raises his hand, knife in hand with his aura wrapped around it, with one aim clear in his mind.

Blade asked, giving them a deadly stare. "She was to be the next Luna of the pack. But as you have found yourself a mate, won't you make Azura your wife instead—" Blade crashed his fist on the table, separating him from the elders. His actions caused the elder to stop talking. "Don't you dare repeat those words again. Because if you do, I won't think twice before I dethrone you from your position and feed you to the wolves. I have taken enough of your trashy talks. And if you have come here to discuss Azura and her father, then I better inform you that I do not care about her. She is a vampiress who needed more power, and I needed blood. We are fucking friends with benefits. I hope you do no