Anime Dagger Novels & Stories

Static. As the blade bit into his skin, a vision slammed into my mind—not of the past, but of his immediate intent. I saw him lunging left. I stepped right, and his own momentum carried him past me. I drove the hilt of the dagger into the back of his head, sending him sprawling. But the second enforcer was faster. He tackled me, pinning me toward the edge of the glowing seal. "Dante!" I cried out. Dante turned, distracted for a split second. That was all Ligeia needed. She sent a massive pillar of pressurized water slamming into his chest. He flew backward, crashing into a stack of wooden crates, his shadow-aura flickering and dying out.

Elena vaulted off the platform, her boots carrying her across the gravel in a shimmering blur of silver light. She drove her silver-rimmed dagger downward, aiming to sever the thick, pulsing vine wrapping around his arm. But the moment her blade sliced into the wood, the briar didn't cut—it bled. A violent, concussive spray of black fluid erupted from the wound, hitting her chest vest and sending a shockwave of cold, anti-spiritual agony straight through her core.

He roared at her, and then took out that golden dagger which Amelia had seen before in Callum’s broken soul’s hand. “His powers might save you from each and every wound but it won’t be able to save you from the pain of this dagger because….” Keagan put more pressure on her neck, blocking the passage of her air. “It’s made to kill Lycans and end their powers,” Keagan grinned and took the knife down towards her abdomen. Amelia peered at him, terrified now. This dagger was capable of overpowering Callum’s powers in her body and she understood it completely.

I see the enemy advance from the trees and Adonis's team advances to meet them. "FIRE" I demand, and the sky is lit with arrows, each hitting their target as rows and rows of vamps fall dead. My brothers and I have always been great fighters, so it didn't surprise me when Adonis decapitated the heads of vamps and wolves in one quick swipe with his signature weapon, the Japanese Katana. My team on my command kept sending waves and waves of arrows each hitting their target. Ares team advanced along with our allies and met the wave that made it past the Adonis team.

But after long research, it belonged to a dhampir. “A half-human and half-vampire, huh?” Akira scoffed, and it was then that the dhampir started to attack her using those long black and brown sharp nails. She had to defend it using her dagger. It's almost as if she's clashing with a sword because of how hard those sharp nails are! Akira sparred well until her ankle ached, and she eventually fell on her one knee. She was about to get hit by those nails when she ducked and managed to slice the ligament of the dhampir's ankle.

The bullet cut through his head and lodged itself onto the wall behind him which was splattered with blood. The woman sat on her haunches and seemed to be staring at the dead speedster though nobody could see her face. She grabbed at the goggles the speedster was wearing and slid them off of, revealing wide open lifeless eyes and a small line of red dripping down towards the bridge of his nose. She stood and left the way she had come, together with the goggles. "For Anna..."

I quickly took it to his neck, while with my other hand, I held him firmly in place. “Alice… What is wrong with you???”, he asked. I expected fear but, alas, I saw none. Another flash, this time of anger and disappointment, coupled with sadness, crossed his face, his eyes becoming glazed with tears. The clear gemstones on the hilt of the dagger were sparkling, and the ray of sunshine hit it, making the red stone pulsate and illuminate the room into glowing, red light. He understood right at that moment, he understood that Death had come for him, death in the form of his daughter’s hand. His face was forlorn, desolate and all I could feel was tremendous sadness radiating off him. “Alice…. Why

“Do you know what a Nephilim is, Konstantin? It is a child born of an angel laying with a human - this dagger is made up of the blood and ash of five hundred Nephilim infants ripped from their mother’s arms. That uncomfortable feeling in your chest telling you to flee is due to the dark magic and sin embedded in this weapon.” I look at Kai, positive that my horrified expression mirrored his and Cat’s. This is the weapon we’ll use; this dagger is made up of sin and death, and it’s the only thing that can kill a supernatural creature. She moves the box closer so we can see how it looks - inlaid in silk, it is made up of obsidian glass and spun metal, the hilt looks like silver, and the grip is

He looks like he is slipping in and out of consciousness. Anaise cups his head, trying to concentrate his attention on her "Ryker! R-Ryker please stay with me. You're bleeding a lot, why aren't you healing!?" Her hands shake violently as she inspects the injury "T-the daggers were made out of silver and laced.. With wolfsbane" he responds weakly, his eyelids closing before reopening. Anaise lets out a strangled sob, "Oh my goddess! What am I going to do!? Ryker please we have to get you back to the palace right now"

At least everyone in Greendale knew not to mess with me after I slashed that one guys arm open with my dagger. My dagger. My hand immediately goes to my pocket. The iron dagger sits under my palm and feels like my savior in that moment. Slowly, I get to my feet. I make sure to stagger a bit to make them think I’m weak. Then, I strike. I yank the dagger out of my pocket and lunge at Archer. I’m quick but he’s quicker. He jumps out of the way as I slash through the air. The other brothers immediately start growling in my peripheral. I flip the blade in my hand and take up an offensive stance. I throw my arm through the air again. Archer pedals backwards out of my reach. He’s dangerously close