Dagger Anime Novels & Stories

In a few seconds, hundred blue dots surrounded them before those dots connected to build an enclosure. The former Light Oracle was the Shield Bearer of the Maelie Empire. It was his power that protected the whole Empire since the day he was turned to a Light Oracle. But his power had a weakness. There is a certain point just below the caster where the dots don't connect because of the caster's shadow. That is where Greyn attacked him when he killed Zure in their duel back at Chaaya Village.

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama SIX VENDETTA he cup my ass in his hand and fumbled with it before it struck me. I'm only here to dance and get information not to be submissive to the bastard. "I'm sorry but the rules here says no touching"I shove his hand off but it came back to the right spot and he smirk. "Did you hear me"I push his hands off me.

That day, I soon realized that the organization used Dementia to clear my name from the list of warriors. Dementia quickly unleashed his awakened form, but I do not fear him at all. Instead, I saw him as an obstacle that need to be overcome. So, I charged at him with all my strength. Our fight is fair, I carefully evade all his attacks. But, his ability is what gained him upper hand. He can produced multiple mirage which lessen my speed a little.

I mutter. I sigh, starting to get irritated when they still haven't answered me. “Jace bring my dagger,” I order, stretching my arms. He quickly brings the dagger, the sharp, shiny blade shining brightly. “W…we are sorry,” they stutter, staring at the blade and shivering. “You should have spoken earlier when I asked,” I mumble, slashing the one at the front with the dagger. He screams out in pain, and the others shuddered. “Now look what you made me do,” I say, staring at the blood gushing out of his wounded arm. The blade of the dagger is made of silver, making the arm of the man sizzle and burn.

She was close to overpowering him when Darwin, with a cruel smirk, pulled a silver dagger from his cloak, hidden from her view. In a flash, he struck, plunging the dagger deep into her side. Anita gasped, her body convulsing in pain, her strength fading as the silver burned through her. Still, she managed to whisper a final vow, her voice steady even as her life ebbed away. “You may kill me,” she said, her words laced with quiet defiance. “But mark my words, Darwin—a Red Lycan more powerful than you can imagine will rise to avenge us. One day, she will come for you… and end this reign of betrayal.”

she says as tears fill her eyes. The first one looks at me with wide eyes and stammering, "You're the Dhamphir? There's another one? How? When?" "Tsk tsk tsk," Anita says shaking her head holding his chin in her hand, forcing him to look at her. "You're never going to get those answers." She grips him by the collar of his shirt, pulling him to his feet before singing her fangs in his neck. I grab the other one who seemed too stunned to move and drain him in seconds. I feel my strength restore and sigh with relief.

She was reluctant to take it as he looked into her eyes, barely seeing her face. "What? Why are you giving me this?" She questioned. "You wanted what could kill a werewolf, isn't it?" She bulged her eyes and looked down at the dagger, before returning her gaze to him. "It's a dagger?" She felt he only wanted to trick him. "No, Ana" he mumbled. "Not just any dagger. But anything made of silver" he explained as she bulged her eyes, still not wanting to take the dagger from his grip. "Silver is what kills the werewolves"

He didn’t listen. “I said let her go.” His rage was blinding. This wouldn’t be settled with words. Not tonight. He charged at me, teeth bared like an animal. We fought—vicious, primal. The walls shook. My strength matched his, but mine was sharpened by purpose. I pinned him at last, his breath ragged in my grip. “One soul will be reaped tonight,” I whispered coldly. I looked over to the girl. “But it won’t be hers.”

Agent Vernon chuckled. “She was a good fighter,” Agent Jane said while trying to stop herself from giggling. “They said she had quick hands and she could usually put down her opponent in just a few seconds. She was a vicious fighter. They called her The Gunmetal Mama. Sometimes she would come out holding a gun that wasn’t loaded. Every time she’d come out to fight, they would play music by her favorite rapper, Tupac Shakur,” Agent Jane explained through her giggling.

with that he staggered off, his jacket ripped in many places. I glanced back at Arian and he was looking back at me, eyes shining. His face went out of focus for a second “I will not faint, I will not faint…” I started the mantra in my head, but it didn’t stop the oblivion from taking me anyway.