Novel & Cerita Dagger To The Heart Webtoon

"Let's finish this." Back within the cramped van, Sage helped me settle comfortably before arranging candles in a rough simulacrum of Natalia's solemn ritual. Their wavering light cast our haggard faces into sharp relief. Steeling myself, I closed my eyes, reaching inward for my dragon heart gem and the anchoring lifeline to my soul's other half.

Mila’s voice was higher, a little out of shock. Dimitri walked to the chair and sat down with a smile that could easily win a woman’s heart. “Why is the table empty?” His voice was cool and tinted with care. “Didn’t you ask for anything or they didn’t attend to you?” “I asked for water only.” She answered. “I am Leo Dimitri.” He introduced. “Mila.” She answered hurriedly like her time was limited. He smiled, lovely. “Your name is beautiful.” “Thank you.” She smiled. It was the first time a man said it to her and even though she didn’t know if he was speaking what was in his mind, she still felt happy.

Julia’s brow furrowed slightly as she repeated, “Arthur? But–” Olivia cut her off. “Yes, it’s him.” Everyone in the house knew Arthur was Mia’s long-held crush, ever since his mysterious rise to fame on TV over a year ago. Mia’s eyes lit up whenever he appeared on screen, and she eagerly watched his interviews and public appearances, studying every detail. She'd even point out his appearances around the house, her face glowing with excitement. Arthur was her dream man, the one she secretly admired from afar. So, why’d Olivia sacrifice Julia to him, taking away her precious daughter’s chance with the man she loved?

Dahlia’s POV The dagger cut into him like a laser into tofu. Silver kills our heightened cells. Instantly. I will never forget the hurt in his eyes when the dagger pierced into him. It’s not pain from the wound, it’s from his bleeding soul. “Bold!” Damon snarls as he jerks up, pressing me under him with his fingers around my neck. I close my eyes to embrace my death but it doesn't happen. I don’t know if it’s because of the tear that dropped from my eyes, but Damon backed off the bed, one hand pressed on his ribs—

I grabbed the dagger along as I turned and pierced it into chest, impaling his heart. He screamed and fell to the ground writhing in pain. My dagger wasn't just a normal object, it was laced with silver which was supernatural’s worst nightmare. It was the one thing that they feared but humans was immune to. A pinch of silver could weaken considerably and a more concentrated dose can even kill them. With a silver stake to the heart, this guy was going to die a slow and painful death. “You bitch. I'm going to kill you” He seethed as he continued groaning in pain on the restroom floor.

I never believed I could do it, but as I stared at him with my dagger buried in his heart, I couldn’t stop the tears that slipped from my eyes, they weren’t tears of relief. "You should never have lied to me, Daemon," I said. His eyes never left mine, even as he collapsed to the ground, his hands clutching the dagger protruding from his chest as if to pull it out. Black blood seeped into his gray shirt. I didn’t wait to watch. I ran straight to the room where the girls were kept, but as expected, it was locked.

Seeing him coming, the driver quickly brought the car near the porch and stood at the side. _____ What will Hiya do to get rid of this deal? What you think ? Why Ahil accept his mumma's decision ? Will they both tangled with this deal marriage? To know more read "Heart Savior".

He chuckled as he extended his right hand and reached for a dagger at the back of his trouser pocket. I gasped, as he swiftly turned the sharp edge of the dagger towards me, sweats breaking from my brows as my hands grew clammy. "Send me farewell to your parents". He hissed, and before I could even see it coming the dagger pierced deep into my heart causing me to scream as loud as my tiny vocals cord could. Darren won, he had the last laugh, killing both me and my parents.

Lost myself in the only thing that made sense in a world that had suddenly outgrown me. As the fire died out, the Alpha of the Fenrir sought comfort in the arms of the girl who had helped him ruin everything, while the Queen he had discarded dreamed of the three shards that would end his reign forever. --- [Dagger P.O.V] I didn't go far. Perched on the gargoyle three stories above the ward. Cloak wrapped tight. Mask still in place. The nosebleed had stopped but my hands still shook. Pathetic. I was Dagger. The Ghost Blade. The assassin who had killed seventeen warlords, three archmages, and a god's avatar. I didn't shake. I didn't hesitate. I didn't stand at the foot of a girl's bed leaking

I shut my eyelids and awaited death. Then, I heard a loud thud. I opened my eyes and I saw Ava unconscious on the floor. Before me was a stern looking lady, with several tattoos on her body and her face. She brought out a shiny crescent moon shaped dagger and pointed it directly at my throat. "Are you Hillary Hunter?"