Anime Dagger Novels & Stories

With a focused gaze, I surveyed the array of armaments, selecting the ones that would serve me best in the upcoming battle. My fingers wrapped around the hilt of my trusted silver dagger, its weight reassuring in my hand. The blade, honed to perfection, gleamed with a lethal allure, a symbol of protection and strength. I fastened it securely to my belt, within easy reach, a constant reminder of the dangers that awaited.

She slammed her palm on the door yelling for help. "You're not leaving here alive, Caterina," Freddy grunted, breathing heavily. I gripped the dagger tightly. It was the hint of home and comfort that I needed to woman the fuck up and take down Freddy. "You'll die a very ugly and slow death." "Not if I kill you first." I charged first, dagger in my hand. The dagger was the only thing I have that was from my mother. My father gave it to me when I was six, said it was a Larinovan Charter, its blade made of steel and its hilt made of gold. I tried to stab him in the stomach, but he backed away before I could hit his flesh. I striked again, feet firmly on the ground. I scraped his forearm a littl

I jumped out of the blood pool, and before Kaiden could tear me apart, I picked up the dagger from Mirena and pressed it against Damon’s neck. Damon sucked in a sharp breath, his body going as hard as stone against the cold slab underneath him. The black wolf, Kaiden, immediately halted, his massive claws tearing into the dirt. His glowing amber eyes locked onto mine, and I could see the burning anger in them. "One more step," I purred, pressing the dagger deeper against Damon’s throat, "and I'll slit him open like a pig." Kaiden let out a low growl, his shoulders bunching as if ready to pounce.

she spat, but there was no time for answers. She hauled a silver dagger from the hidden sheath at her waist, the blade glinting ominously in the dim light, its edge etched with runes that hummed with lethal intent against our kind. Her eyes gleaming with sadistic triumph as she prepared to drive it home. “This ends now—“

Shame this was evening happening to me. Unfortunatly, Damon moved to stand beside Ethan. “These are Twisted Blade push daggers. A tri-edge blade that spirals. Also known as a cyclone blade. They insure maximum damage with little effort. When used correctly, it will increase our killing effectiveness by 10%. Your opposite will bleed out before their wolf will be able to heal them.”

My stomach dropped out from under me. “ANA!!” I screamed her name, my voice cracking. I hit the ground hard, gravel digging into my palms, but I scrambled up instantly, my eyes fixed on her. She was on her back, the rogue’s weight pinning her to the dirt. Blood pooled around her, dark and sticky, seeping into the hem of her shirt. Her silver dagger—her most trusted weapon—lay a foot away, its blade glinting faintly in the dim light.

Stars explode in my vision, but I shake it off, my claws digging into his shoulder as I pin him down again. “You don’t deserve to call yourself an Alpha,” I snarl, my voice laced with venom. “You’re a coward hiding behind your title, but you’re nothing!” Darius spits blood, his eyes narrowing. “I’ll never stop coming for her. She’s mine and so is Sophia!” That does it. With a roar, I slam his head into the ground, hard enough that the earth cracks beneath him. He groans, dazed, but I don’t give him a chance to recover. My claws extend, sharp and deadly, as I press them against his throat.

Jena and I make eye contact, she knows I will let go if it will save them all. “Don’t even f*cking think about it Alpha!” She pulls one of my silver daggers from her waist. I don’t even want to know where it came from. I haven’t had my gear on in days, which is stupid considering. She drives it into his neck over and over again. This asshole is not dying easily. Finally, after about ten deep stabs he collapses forward on me. I try to push his big ass off, but the way he had me pinned down it’s hard to move, so I do what anyone in my position would. I explode into flames.

I was sensing a theme to the day; I wondered, apathetically if I was going to perhaps be forced into unconsciousness too. Ignorant of my inner turmoil, Niko produced another dagger using his sleight of hand, but this one was different from his normal throwing knives. This dagger was curved like a sickle, the wicked blade shining with a gleaming amber edge. This one, this weapon could kill. And, from the way the underlord was tossing it back and forth between his hands like one might an orange, it was a blade he was very keen on using.

She struggled to rise, but the assassin was already standing over her. His shadow swallowed her. "And after him..." He slowly raised the dagger, his expression devoid of mercy. "I'll make every single person who had a hand in my brother's death pay with their blood.” His dagger came down in a flash and Adriana raised her hands to block his target. A searing pain ripped across her left hand as the dagger sliced through her skin and dug deep into her flesh. She gasped as she felt the blade deep within her flesh. Warm blood trickled down her hand before dripping steadily onto the ancient stones beneath her.