Dagger And Coin Novels & Stories

I could only stay in his embrace as I felt no strength, though I couldn't help chuckling coolly, "What, do you still want my heartblood? I'm sorry, but I'm useless now. My chest is riddled with holes and I can no longer save your beloved." That was when he caressed my cheek, a lethal tenderness just like the dagger in my chest on our wedding night. "Or what, you want to consummate now?" I snorted. "Are you really that disgusting, Cain?" He kept his eyes fixed on me as if he didn't understand my words, his gaze only turning more determined. He then raised his hand, and the dagger that almost took my life materialized. It was the simplest type of dagger—one that could be bought with a few bron

This kind of reckless young man would eventually run his family's wealth into the ground. "Four meals, simple fare, twenty-five copper coins per meal. That's one hundred copper coins for four meals." The Garrison Unit member shoved the silver ingot and banknote back toward the young noble, his expression one of distaste. Upon hearing this, the prisoners looked around in confusion. One hundred copper coins? Who even had copper coins on them?

“Who gave the order?” The man winced. “Our boss got the job. We don’t get names. Just coin.” “Then how do you know the contract came from someone inside the clan?” Damien pressed. The prisoner coughed again. This time, it was harder. Blood and phlegm spilled down his chin. “Because of the coin,” he said, wiping his mouth against his shoulder. “Silver. Old Blackwood coin. Crest stamped into every one. You don’t use currency like that unless you’re rich. Connected.”

I lay my head back on the rug, a new wave of sleep finding its way to me. That was interrupted by yet another call. Dagger. This time I picked. "I sent your money," I said, with so much pride. "You sent 4000." He did not sound pleased. "You still owe me 4000, and I want it by the end of today." My brows furrowed. "What?" I fired. That didn't sound right. "Dagger, I collected 4k worth of wraps, you are mistaken..." "And for how long? Don't you know what we call interest?" He spat.

“Any truth to this dagger legend?” Kael saunters in, hips swaying just enough to make Dax’s gaze snap to her—and his ears redden. “Oh, Beta Boy, you’re cute when you’re all serious,” she teases, voice husky and playful. “I’ve heard whispers in the camps. Old wolves’ tales mostly—a silver relic hidden in a shrine beneath the ridges, sacred to the royal line, guarded by ancient magic. Could be real. Could be a death trap.” She meets my eyes, something almost respectful in her amber gaze. “If it’s there, princess, it’ll sing to your blood. But getting in won’t be easy.”

The Gold Coin and The Plan “No… they won't kill Daniel now. I haven't met them yet,” David retorted, knowing what was in his heart. “Then what should we do?” “I have several connections there, so don’t worry! I promise I will save him.” David then stood up, taking the gold coin from his shorts pocket. He walked over to the desk in the back of the cabin, turning on the laptop which was connected to a secure satellite network. The coin, the emblem of The Cyclops, felt cold and heavy in his hand. He took a high-resolution photograph of the coin, then sent it to his most secret contact—a former European intelligence chief who now served as his security consultant, whom David only called by the c

“Wait a minute.” “It’s okay. Take your time, miss.” ‘Take time?!’ Chadwick shouted inside his head. ‘If she takes more time, I will really die! LIKE REALLY DIE!’ “I don’t have smaller bills. But I have coins. Is it okay to pay you with coins?” Adira asked. ‘C-Coins?’ Chadwick uttered in disbelief. “Sure. I accept coins, Miss.” Adira smirked. “Alright, I will count now. He grabbed coin after coin. “One, two, three…”

"As for the coins, they sell special ones here. My theory is that they are made of different materials. Since they are all the same colour, it’s pure luck what material we get. And since we're already here..." He went and bought two coins from a counter and came back before handing one coin to me while he took the other. "Okay.” I took the coin from him, feeling the weight of it on my palm. “No harm in trying I guess. But you go first." "Alright then!" Nate held the coin between his forefinger and thumb and brought it near his lips. Then he closed his eyes and prayed. After a minute, he kissed the coin and threw it into the water without opening his eyes.

Jai and Darrion only stared back as he chuckled afterward. "Very well. Wait by the porch, I will get you the things." Then Diggle gave the coin back and added one more coin, "And here you are. Present it to your first puzzle giver later." Then he went inside his shop. Jai and Darrion looked confused, but they were about to ask when some participants came by. They eyed the coins in Darrion's hand and turned sour. "Give us those coins," One of them confidently said. Jai had stood up and was covering for Darrion. "Please walk away. We have no business with you."

"Agreed. But smart, not reckless. I counted six total. We dropped all of them. One almost reached the panic room hall before I cut him off." "You were fast," I told him. "Heard you shouting positions the whole time. Kept me calm while I patched Ezra." Ezra managed a nod. "Yeah, your voice carried. Made it feel like we weren't alone in there. Avery, you tied this wrap perfect. Bleeding's slowed." Damien examined the coin closer under a lamp. "Crest matches their old sigil. Lion and thorns. They want us to know who did this. Bold move."