Dagger And Coin Novels & Stories

My eyes widened upon remembrance and the feeling of dread intensified in my belly. “Who?”, I gasped my question a mere whisper against the deafening silence at the table. Father avoided my gaze,his jaw clenching. “Kian DaSilver, Don Silver’s grandson.” My mouth dropped open. The name DaSilver had been making rounds ever since Kian DaSilver took over his father’s position as Capo after his gruesome murder. Rumors churned that he was irrevocably cruel,pitiless and built like a bull. My frequent eavesdropping at father’s office had made me hear father curse at him for drug routes he had lost to him.

I ask. "A few years after Collete died, I led a gang I was nicknamed Cobra because I was easily unnoticed in the crowd and got away like a snake, this was where I met Erwin.." he said taking a sip of the wine. "And you formed the gang you are in now? " I ask taking a sip. "Not quite, that's another story for another day perhaps." he said chugging down the last drink. "And the blue coin ? " I asked as he looked at me. "It's like a black card, few people get to use it but it's given to specifically for powerful people mostly mafia families and underground lords and kingpin." he said.

he muttered, though a hint of sarcasm laced his tone. “These coins,” he went on, “are silver, stamped with phases of the moon on one side and the goddess of night on the other. Five Crescents make a Half-Moon, and two Half-Moons make a Full Moon.” He spoke with a rhythm that might have sounded mesmerizing to anyone else, but to me, it was a lullaby. I couldn’t make myself care, no matter how much he repeated the details. “Is that so?” I mumbled absently, reaching for the silver coins lying on the table. They felt heavy and cool under my fingertips, foreign in their elegance. “I never knew there was something like this here.”

"I'm in the middle of carrying out a ritual now. You'll get your dues after I'm done!" "You don't need to wait till then," Aria said. "I'll discipline you on behalf of the Dracotigris Order and Homer!" Aria raised her hand, brandishing the copper coin toward Dorthan. Dorthan's expression shifted. "You possess the Emperor Coins?" That wasn't all. Aria fished out a Soul-summoning Plaque, transformed it into a sword, and struck Dorthan's forehead. Startled, Dorthan stumbled backward. "You're a practitioner too!"

At the end, Dagger agreed. "Me and you have a plan, boy, if it doesn't go as planned. I will take you to the chop shop myself. Do not play games with me. Okay? Do we have a deal?!" Dagger asked with his hands bent to mean a handshake in front of Rafe. Rafe nodded as he smiled, " I will not be playing games with you. We have a deal" he shook Dagger's hands. "So what next?..How do we save my mate?" The deal was now done and it was time for action.

She ground her way, roughing his trousers but it was only making the whispers loud. He gripped her neck tightly, causing her to jerk and freeze, “50 more coins for a take-home?” he whispered into her ears. She ground harder as she giggled. He pulled 50 douleur coins into her hands. The douleur est érotique had employed this strategy, all costumers were not permitted to go in with the country's currency, only their coins. Each coin was approximately ten dollars, and this also was to prevent the girls from stealing from them. Every coin would be converted by them, thereby making it easier for them to keep track of payments made.

Because she wasn’t wrong. Two hundred silver coins each month. Two hundred. I had never even seen so many coins in one place without someone screaming “Thief!” at me. Why would he give that to me if I just… stayed the same? I hadn’t thought about it then, but now Daisy’s words tangled with my thoughts like vines.

Blood Fang! My grip tightened around the coin as my mind suddenly snapped out of the haze. I hurried out of the room and rushed to my study, creating a mind link with Beta Dexter. Once inside, I yanked open a drawer in my table and pulled out another coin to compare it with the one I’d just found in Mira’s room. It was real! How could a Blood Fang pack coin end up in Mira’s drawer?

Maybe her mouth wasn’t entirely a betrayal—it might just have known better not to ask, sensing that it could earn her a slap. “The thing is... he owes them a ton of money. A debt we can’t pay off, not even if our whole family works hard for generations,” Olivia said, her voice tinged with pity. “So, the Fletchers offered a way out. They want one of our daughters to marry into their family.” “But you said I’m not your daughter...” Julia whispered, her voice trembling slightly.

Then Dao Tong pulled out a cauldron from under the dining table, took out the four incubators, put them beside the cauldron, and took four bronze coins from his pocket. Smoke wreathed the square holes of the copper coins. If you looked closely, you could see that it was a grimace. It turned out that these copper coins were magic instruments, called Soul-locking Copper Coins, which could trap one's should inside and stop it from reincarnating. Dao Tong took another look at Wang Rubing at the table and couldn't help laughing triumphantly.