Chara Knife Novels & Stories

Why hadn't she asked Victor or Alistair to stay with them? A knock sounded on the door at the instant Luca raised the knife. "Isla, Charlene?" Victor called out, twisting the knob, "why is the door locked?" Luca shut his eyes in annoyance before throwing the knife abruptly. Charlene and Isla screamed. The knife wheezed past Isla's ear and landed in the sink, narrowly missing Charlene's neck. Charlene's hand clamped down on her shoulder where the knife had sliced through slightly.Loud banging echoed in their ears.

he whispered. Charlotte dropped her katana because of her fear of Ammon's weapon. "I suspected correctly, you are a great warrior!" Ammon removed his knife digger from Charlotte's neck and picked up her katana and handed it back to her. "Try again, you just need to concentrate on what you're doing and I'm sure you'll be a good warrioress and you'll be able to protect yourself against those who want to hurt you!" Charlotte charged again and Ammon leaped behind her back. He threw his knife digger at Charlotte who immediately used her shield to block his knife digger.

At his front holding a sword pointing to Ares was a man in a black suit, his mask was covering half of his face—more taller than Ares. Her eyes switch to Chiara who are also busy fighting, holding two katanas on both hands, effortlessly gliding her body forward to the five people who are attacking her. She advanced accurately, blending with the blades as if both her movements and the weapons were perfectly concurring. Chiara didn’t even struggling with her every attempt, instead, a smirk and fire were visible in her eyes. “Is this all you got! What a shame!” Chiara shouted, slashing the neck and limp of her opponents!

Charl was breathing hard, though her breathing was shallow as she held her bleeding arm and was writhing in pa ins. "I need to get the bul.let from your arm first but I'm not sure you can endure the pain." "Just do whatever you want to do." She gritted her teeth. I brought out a pocket knife and....

Since she could send someone to destroy Deirdre’s face in the past, she could do the same thing to her now as well. After someone brought a knife, she pointed at Deirdre’s face and shouted hysterically, “Quickly! Destroy her face now!” The man was stunned. He did not know that he had to do something like that at all. Seeing his hesitance, Charlene snatched the knife from his hand and said, “Useless! You’re such a wimp!” Her face was distorted with anger, and her eyes were bloodshot. She grabbed the knife and walked toward Deirdre. Suddenly, someone came up to her and whispered something into her ear.

Tracing it's sharp edge with her finger, Charlotte moves closer to the shuddering girl. "This face? Isn't this what attracts him?" She says trailing, down the edge of the knife, down her cheek. "Ummm it's too plain isn't it?" The knife pierces her cheek, making blood drops to fall down her chin. "Ummmmghhhhh" Thora thrashes again, to only have Charlotte, hold her jaw in her grasp. Keeping her still. "Shhhh shut up girl. It will look perfect on a tainted slu* like you."

“Aww, you think threatening me makes you a mighty giga chad, do you? I’ve been a member of the lawless underground society for more than ten years, and no one has ever dared wave a threat in my face! Are you happy that you’re the first? Now, come receive your reward!” Phantomknife unsheathed his snowy, shiny blades and pointed their tips at Javier. Cold glints bounced off their surface, making for a terrifying entrance, but little else happened, as Phantomknife never got to hit Javier with them. He felt a sharp pinch on his wrist and saw Javier’s silhouette get blurry. The next time his eyes focused, his shiny blades had changed hands. Javier was the one aiming the pointy bits at him now.

Boro and Mika stood in the sand circle as the two finalists. The animosity between the two was so thick in the air it was almost palpable. Boro stood in the ready form, Crane In The Water, standing perfectly balanced on one leg, his sword held out before him. Mika stood in a form that Boro didn't recognize. Boro prided himself on knowing all the forms of classical, and modern, sword art, the fact he didn't recognize this one was puzzling.

"Where did you-" "Finally, I found it mate. Soul reaper is mine." Terry let out his usual dark chuckle. That knife is soul reaper. "Now, should I kill you first and then go for her next?" he asked Alex and his words rang through my mind a million times before it all came crashing down. Wait-wait, there is no way that this knife can kill a vampire right? It can't be, there is-

she muttered under her breath. “You left it in the trap, didn’t you?” Vega’s voice cut through the moment, sharp and accusing. “Crap!” Hennia smacked her forehead in frustration, her shoulders slumping. “We can’t use another knife! The Blade of Septem is the only one that works!”