Annabeth's Dagger 소설 & 이야기

Abigail fired back. "I see you've brought the Soul splitter along. Never saw you as a katana person." Iñari smirked at the weapon strapped directly to Abigail's back. I was also noticing it just now. Why was she with Athena's katana? Surely she knows that not everyone is capable of wielding such weapon. Suddenly, a loud, powerful howl erupted through the woods. Bruno held me closer to himself as he looked around in a guarded manner. I snuggled close to him, bring my lips close to his ear to whisper.

Finally, my Dad linked me. (It's done. They are safe) he said and that's all I needed. I immediately began to howl as many others joined in. Barron looked shocked at me and I smirked at his face as I pulled out the dagger that I had hidden in my dress. Annie had given it to me right before we let the guards in. She had gotten it for me at my request and we didn't tell Shimon about it. I'm sure that he planned to keep me out of the fight but had other ideas ideas and luckily, Annie agreed with me. Well, after some begging she did at least.

To any onlooker, it was nothing more than an ordinary dagger. However, only Liam and Prince Faber were privy to its extraordinary secret. At first glance, the dagger seemed mundane, but a closer look revealed a shimmering blue light dancing along the blade, like an eternal flame of ghostly fire, sending shivers down one's spine.

Hello, Future Generations. My name is Saber. I’m the current Queen-to-be of the Fox Skulk (Foxes have Skulks like wolves have packs). I understand if this is a new concept to you or if you think that this book you have found can’t be real. I mean, Fox Skulk? Fox Shifters? Magic? If you’re a normal human living your mundane life, I’m sorry, but I’m about to blow the lid off everything you know.

Annie gulped, feeling somewhat ashamed to reveal the answer, having gotten to know their perception of her mother, which could affect their perception of her also. "Cat cut your tongue? Elder Marcus asked you to tell us who you are," Rose spoke up, wearing a similar smirk as her mother. Annie knew there was no choice but to tell the truth. She suddenly smiled, making Katharina furrow her brow, wondering why she suddenly smiled when a short while ago, she seemed tensed up. Annie drew strength and confidence as she was reminded of the sacrifice of her mother. There was nothing to be ashamed of. "I am Annabeth, daughter of Margaery Dubois, of House Dubois."

Every tiny sound. "I hear it",she whispered softly. "Good",Annabelle commended her. "Now I'm going to test you to see how much you've mastered what I've taught you" "How?",Layla asked. "Keep you eyes closed darling. And just feel",Annabelle said and she opened her eyes. She watched Layla relax with her eyes still close, before moving her hand into the pocket of her dress. She drew out a wooden dagger, one that wouldn't hurt if Layla wasn't quick enough to catch it.

My mother gasps and angrily gets to her feet. "Nicholas, put that thing away," her sharp, angry gaze regards my father, "Leondre, I thought that was destroyed long ago!" "Don't be mad, I took it from him to keep… Just in case," I explain. The mage king, Kian, and Queen, Ansley, created the dagger in my hands. It is the only weapon that can kill the wraiths within me, but in doing so, it takes my life. "Nick, give it to me," my mother demands. I shake my head and secure the dagger back in the drawer. She takes back her seat, angry at us.

A delicate golden fingers through the marble-like they have long been friends, growing together until they seem to swirl closely, colliding into a burst of silver. Everything tells me I need to take Laney there and not the tall chair that sits further back shrouded in darkness. Laney needs to be where the sun drips through the ceiling, something to bring her warmth as she grows colder and colder in my hands. I place her down, gently. Taking care to spread her hair, and wipe the tears from her streaked cheek. Then my eyes wander to the white dagger buried in her chest next to the black. The white dagger is no longer white as it grows darker by the minute, slowly becoming blackened as it sucks

“Think about what you’re doing.” “I am.” Anabel’s eyes turned black, she took a step towards Victor. She summoned a dagger and stabbed him through the heart. “And that is trying to take my host from me; you will perish in your own blood.” She said pushing the dagger all the way through his chest and into the back, he dropped and disappeared.

he said as he grabbed her hand that held the dagger. "But don't worry princess, I'll help you," he said and immediately he used the dagger in her hand to stab the chest of Alvin, where his heart was located. "No!!" she screamed as she stared at the dagger in his chest. It was a silver dagger that had her blood rubbed all over it. She was holding the dagger that was now stuck in his chest as her hand trembled. "Annabelle," he called weakly as he smiled at her. "How can you smile in such a situation?" she asked as she stared heartbrokenly at him while tears rolled down her eyes.