Blink Dagger Novels & Stories

S H E S T O O D A few feet away from the tall mound of stone and marble that cast a shadow over her from the setting sun. For an unknown reason, Natasha found herself visiting that place more than once in a week, just to let out the day's weight and gaze upon the twenty-foot statue of the Blue Streak which captured him in a sprinting position and the large lightning bolt emblem plastered to his chest being the only thing that had color as a blue glowing lamp enclosed in a glass case was attached on top of it, highlighting the emblem.

I swiftly brought out a glittering dagger which had a dragon logo inscribed on the blade. He gasped out in shock as he stared at the dagger with me. I'm sure he would be shocked and scared right now. "Dragon Lee dagger,"he shuddered in fear, and I smiled in satisfaction. This is the only weapon that is capable of killing him. He stepped backward in fear, and I walked closer to him caressing the edge of the dagger blade. "Let just end this all,"I muttered as I pushed the dagger into his body from the pack. He coughed out blood and dropped weakly on the floor.

She followed closely behind him and the two disappeared into the forest. "Did you notice?" Weaver asked and Alex nodded. "Her brother is blind. That's probably why she thought it best to talk it out." Alex said and Weaver nodded. "Don't tell the others about the male being blind. It'll provoke some of the others to try and run him off." Alex said and Weaver nodded in understanding. "I'll take a group to start setting up markers upon our new territory." Wever said and Alex nodded wondering how someone who couldn't see had survived this long. He had help from his sister but he didn't seem to rely on her. . . .

Death. Rafe slows the bike just enough for our formation to tighten. Calder rides up beside us, visor down, his eyes gleaming faintly gold. The pack falls silent except for the rumble of their engines - every man and woman waiting for my signal. My fingers brush the dagger strapped to my thigh. It hums faintly under my touch, reacting to the surge of power pulsing through me. The bond glows gold-hot beneath my skin - Rafe, Calder, Maddox, and Jax, all tethered to me like a living heartbeat.

A relic gleamed in her grip—a dagger wrought from moonstone and obsidian, its blade etched with runes that glowed like living fire. Elias’s eyes widened. “That’s—” “The Crescent Fang,” Rhea finished. “Forged by the council. A blade made to kill what should never have been born.” Her gaze locked on Serena, and for the first time, Rhea’s face softened with sorrow. “Forgive me.” --- The attack came like lightning. Rhea moved faster than any wolf Serena had ever seen, the blade slicing across the altar. Serena barely leapt back in time, but the dagger still grazed her arm. Pain exploded, burning like molten silver, searing into her veins.

“Then we stop him.” Liora’s eyes flashed. “With what?” Sera held up her hand, And conjured the blue dagger. “The piece that doesn’t belong.” The dagger burned hotter now, revealing symbols once hidden beneath its surface. They twisted, shimmered, rearranged, Until they spelled out its name in ancient script: Solumbra. A weapon from the age before prophecy, A blade not meant to kill, But to unbind, The earth cracked beneath them, revealing a stairwell made of broken moonlight.

"Let blood soak earth. Sigils activate." She handed Hilda a wicked-looking dagger. The blade curved slightly, the metal so dark it seemed to absorb light. Runes were etched along the hilt. Hilda took the dagger, her face expressionless as she examined it.

Mira rushed towards her, grabbed the candle holder from the hallway and smashed it on the man's face as he tried to pounce on them. He screamed when a glass pierced in his skin. Durga gasped in horror when he stabbed the air furiously as he wasn't able to see anything. The girls stepped back from him but there was another man behind them. Mira smashed another candle holder and smacked his head before kicking him off the stairs. When Damon entered the house he saw what was happening upstairs, he rushed towards the girls and Durga gasped when grabbed the man from behind and sliced his throat with his own knife. Durga froze in her place when the blood sprawled on her face and white dress.

“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

At this moment, Lei Hu was slowly evolving. In his hand, the ancient and profound dagger and god ray were entangled. It was black Blazing Sun Hell Lightning, which had gathered to the extreme, with god ray bursting out.