Dagger To The Heart Webtoon Novels & Stories

The dagger burned like it was alive, searing Ava’s palm, yet she didn’t let go. The silver heart beneath her hand thrummed in answer, each pulse stronger than the last. The veins along the cavern walls blazed like molten rivers, flooding the chamber with brilliance so intense the shadows seemed to wither just from its touch.

The kind meant for something that isn't supposed to survive it. I try to scream. Nothing comes out but a broken breath. The dagger lifts higher, catching the light one last time before the hooded figure's arm draws back, poised, steady, patient — And falls. Straight toward my heart.

The tall man pulled a dagger out from the scabbard scrapped on his waist and dug the sharp blade right into Leslee’s chest. With deft precision, he carved a circle through her chest and lifted the bloody flesh to dig deeper. Just the sickening sound of her ribs shattering under the force was enough to make me turn my head away. I couldn’t bear to watch as the hunter dug out her heart. Leslee was now dead. Her heart was removed. There was nothing that could bring her back.

Ciel growled out. Lucifer nodded. “Take off your shirt and lie down.” Ciel wasted no time in removing his shirt and laying on the table next to Daria. Lucifer walked over to Daria, and picked up a dagger. He gave her a sad look before he and cut into her chest. Her blood weakly spilled out of her wound, and sorrow filled Lucifer. Taking a deep breath. Lucifer reached inside Daria's chest and pull out her heart.

Our eyes met—a faint glow flickered in the Moon Heart on her chest. She continued. The sound of my scouts pleading for her to stop echoed in the air. Dax stared. The Moon Heart sparked again, brighter this time. She brought down the dagger. I bowed my head. Maybe this was my end. The sound of metal piercing flesh echoed in my chest, followed by a loud growl and a soft grunt. Ragnar’s body hit the mud. My eyes widened. I yanked the guards off me, my knees sinking into the mud next to Ragnar.

Before I could finish my line, a loud gasp left my mouth as I felt an excruciating pain in my heart, something sharp piercing my flesh from behind. I saw a vicious smirk on Victor’s face. I didn't know who was the traitor that stabbed me from behind. A shrieking scream left my mouth in pain when I felt the blade twisted inside my heart. “I did this because Victor is my destined Mate. And I love him, not you. You fool. I just used you.” With that saying Raya pulled out the dagger from my heart and I fell on the ground. The saying was true, “It's not the stab that kills you. It's when you turn around and see who's holding the dagger.”

Raven looked at me with his dark blue eyes and said, "Moonbound. Now you must follow your gut and your courage. Every bond, every heartbeat—your Silver Heart is the key!" Draven was hit by the second strike. I twisted, molten energy flaring, blocking the dark fire that was aimed at him. Sparks flew across the forest in a violent way, sending red, silver, black, and crimson streaks. My chest hurt and my heart was racing, but I felt the bond—our hearts beating in perfect sync.

I shouted at my wolf to take over my left hand as I forced myself to endure the intense pain in my right hand caused by Dagon. “BASTARDS!” Dagon roared, and his attacks became stronger and faster, but it still couldn’t win against the attacks from Rosa and Jaxon. With Rosa attacking with her spells and Jaxon a frontal attack, I finally saw an opening. I lunged toward Dagon with my claws out and then stabbed his chest with my left hand. I pulled back my hand, plucking his heart from his body before crushing and destroying it. Dagon looked at me with disbelief before he let out a deafening roar and fell to the ground, dead.

Chapter 76 Valeria “Do it,” Dagar whispers. My lips tremble as I inch the knife closer. I close my eyes, and with a shake of my head, I drive the dagger into his chest where the chains don’t cover. He groans. I push the blade in slowly, forcing myself deeper, but something in me locks. I feel the resistance of his body under the dagger, a sickening pressure that turns my stomach and sends a tremor through my hands. I stop. My hand pulls back on its own, my muscles seizing as if my body refuses to obey me.

he taunts and that seems to awaken Drogo. He snarls in my mind and in an instant, through the excruciating pain, my fingers lengthen into claws. I dig them into his chest and rip out his heart. His disgusting blood splash on my face and on Kieran's wolf. The mocking smile remain on his face and life disappears from his eyes. I throw the still beating organ and grab the wall for support as the dungeon spins beneath me. A sharp pain tears across my chest and dark spots burst across my vision. My eyes burn like needles are stabbing through them.