Annabeth's Dagger Novels & Stories

Eddie asked again. "Your questions are getting too much Ambrose. It's time for you to go". Amina said and disappeared. BACK TO PRESENT Eddie smiled and brought out the dagger Amina gave to him. " You guys remember this?". Eddie showed it to the rest. " Wait, where did you get that? It vanished when you used it to kill Emilia". Susannah answered Eddie. " What's that?". Princess Diana asked. " It's called Athame. This dagger can be used to kill any supernatural being, including me and Devoe". Eddie answered Princess Diana.

He didn't even bother to glance back as he scurried out the entrance. Where had Vivian gone? She was with Kayla a second ago... A yard or so away from Kayla, Vivian was cutting down the Shadows like butter. She had taken out her dagger from the silver necklace. Our mother had our necklaces specially crafted to revealed a deadly dagger with just a thought. Her silver blade had an orange gem on the pommel which glinted in the light. The look on her face told me she meant business as her her eyes were blazing with fury.

Even from a distance, his presence made Zoe’s heart skip. Sara and Nikola were nearby, standing beside a stack of weapons. Sara was carefully inspecting a silver-edged dagger, while Nikola tested the balance of a longsword. The sight of them grounded Zoe - they were her pack, her family, and they were in this together. As Zoe approached, Sara caught sight of her and waved her over. “Hey! Did you see this?” She held up the dagger, its blade glinting menacingly. “Custom forged, silver core, and runes for extra damage against anything dark magic-related. We’re definitely taking this.”

Her silver dagger—her most trusted weapon—lay a foot away, its blade glinting faintly in the dim light. “NO!” Lyndon’s roar echoed across the clearing. He was sprinting toward her, his boots kicking up dust, and before the rogue could lunge again, he slammed into its side, his shoulder driving into the creature’s ribs. With a guttural snarl, he wrenched it off Anastasia, tossing it aside like a ragdoll. But it was too late. When I fell to my knees beside her, I saw the damage—her neck and shoulder were torn open, the wounds raw and bleeding uncontrollably, her skin already growing pale beneath the blood.

He stated. Audrey tried to catch her breath, “killing her was the only way I could get back at her for what she did.” Audrey replied still squatting over Anna’s body. She couldn’t believe what had happened. "But how is it possible for Anna to be defeated by just a dagger?" Alex asked, surprised. Audrey stood up and faced him. "It was laced in wolf's bane and high silver," she said, holding up the dagger. Alex gasped in shock. "How did you get that?" he asked, staring at the blade.

The two ran down the forest as they were trying to reach the location of the forest as fast as they could. When they finally saw the nest and saw that there was no bird attending it at the moment, Abby immediately headed straight to the tree where it was perched. Yet before she could start climbing, Eugene stopped her. "Here, take this." He said as he handed her a small dagger. "Whenever its voice was getting into you and you are starting to feel sleepy, wound your palm with this to keep you awake. Its blade was infused with a special potion I concocted myself."

A golden light spiraled around her, growing stronger, feeding off her power. Priya shrieked, writhing as the light wrapped around her, burning, constricting. I forced myself onto my hands and knees, my entire body screaming in protest. And then I saw it. The dagger. It lay mere inches from my trembling fingers, its blade glistening under the fractured moonlight. But this wasn’t just any dagger… it had been bathed in white sage using Simon’s magic, its edge blessed to sever healing itself. My fingers closed around the hilt.

I said getting out of the car. Micah didn’t say anything, I am guessing he is talking to Daniel about what is going to happen. My hands were getting sweaty, I didn’t know where I could put this dagger so Marcus wouldn’t see it, but I managed to tuck it behind me. I know if I get stabbed or pricked by it, then it's going to be sucky for me, but it doesn’t matter I am going to be fine. “Are you sure you are ready for this?” Abby asked.

Eryndor's Shadowing dagger seemed to dance in the moonlight, its dark blade slicing through the air with a haunting screee-ksss. Each strike landed with a thud-thwack-thoom, sending tremors through the troop's warriors. The troop's hearts raced as the violent zing-ting-zap of clashing daggers filled the field. The savages of warriors, fueled by fury and loyalty, clashed in a frenzy of arms and teeth. The ground grew slick with blood, the earthy smell mingling with the metallic tang of steel. Jack Wolf stood firm, his Moon-whisper spear shining with a soft, ethereal light. He parried Eryndor's strikes with a precision born of desperation, his movements a blur of speed and strength.