Dagger To The Heart Webtoon Novels & Stories

I lay in the massive bed Zane had provided, my body clean and dressed in soft, luxurious clothes, yet my thoughts churned with doubt and unease. Could I truly belong here? I was drifting into a restless sleep when a sound jerked me awake. My heart pounded as I sat up, squinting into the darkness. “Zane?” I whispered, my voice trembling. A cloaked figure emerged from the shadows, and before I could scream, a searing pain pierced my chest. I gasped as a silver dagger drove deep into my heart, its cold bite spreading fire through my veins. I collapsed to the floor, clutching the wound as darkness crept in. My vision blurred, but I saw Zane burst into the room, his face a mask of rage and desper

I felt so angry that I'll be having this damn dagger stucked in my heart and all I wanted to do right now is to pull the damn dagger out but I remember the moon goddess's words. "That dagger is only visible to you and someone else, no one else can see the dagger in your heart, and the other person who is able to see the dagger will be the only one able to pull it out. If you try to take it out yourself, you'll only hurt yourself the more," I roared in rage. "Damn those words," I angrily held the tip of the dagger and forcefully tried to pull it out with all my strength. I was feeling so much pain in my heart, my whole body began to heat up and I was sweating profusely. I had to let go of the

He bit my neck and broke my rib before he signaled Kimberly to stab me with the dagger right into my chest. The knife, plated with silver, tore through the meat of my chest with a godless crack, and the volume of its silence was a thunderclap that vibrated in all my nerves. The dagger had plunged itself directly over my heart, blazing hot as red-hot iron. A primal scream burst through me, ripping open rawness due to the pain as the golden wolf's features quivered, and I fell to the floor with a heavy thud.

I have never felt so sure about anything like I was right now; I couldn't see myself without Mira and my unborn child, I heard a cold whisper urging me on; it was as if the universe was on my side this once. I was about to stab my chest with the dagger when I suddenly heard a bang on the door. I guess they had concluded their impromptu meeting. I took a deep breath, and placing the dagger on my chest again, I pushed it in a swift move. It was the most painful thing I had ever felt. I could feel the dagger slicing my heart in two. Slowly, life kept seeping out of me as I lay helpless on the floor, waiting for death to finally claim me and take me to my one true love.

Dagger smiled sadly and replied, "I was always a loyal member of the pack until your father chased me away. He chased me away because we both loved the same woman- your mother!." Dagger looked at them both, his eyes were sad and his face was filled with regret. He continued his story. "I was so mad at your father for taking the woman I loved away from me. I had no choice but to challenge him to a duel. We fought with our strengths and since he was gifted with more strength than I was, he had managed to almost beat me. I was back on my feet again because I was a better fighter, but he had the element of surprise on his side so he defeated me. He threw a dagger at me and it pierced my heart. I

I knew hell was real, and I was in hell. “Hold on to Leigh-Ari. Love her the way I failed to love your mother.” I said in a small voice. My heart shattered even further when a lone tear drizzled down his eye. He didn’t reply, instead, he pulled back his hand and then hurriedly jammed the dagger through my ribcage, all the way to my heart. My eyes stayed glued to his face as he twisted it to the side, causing it to dive even further and rapture my heart. Blood gushed out of my mouth as seconds ticked by. I felt life running through my fingers like smooth sand, my vision gave out, and my tongue became heavy in my mouth.

I bend lower sneakily tucking the dagger in the satchel around my thigh. My fingers hook in the strings of his armor, drawing them. It falls back, showing his skin underneath. I get on my knees, palming his cock. I draw it out, licking the slit, taking it deep in my mouth. I pick a rhythm, his eyes close, his head dipping back. I get the dagger out and get on my feet licking him up to his stomach. His body loses in ecstasy, I clutch the dagger and plunge it into his heart.

"I have avenged you, Auria. I succeeded in our plan. Now, I will be the Grand Alpha and—" He couldn't say anything and slowly turned to me then looked at the dagger that was stuck right in his heart. He was so happy that he forgot I was there. I took advantage of that and pulled out the dagger that was in Duncan's chest and thrust it into Deron's chest from his behind.

Whatever things that are not from the Lord the Eaters were being fed off. Harold has a lot of Eaters surrounding him every day. Today, I am fighting six of them with my bare hands and the skills that was left in me for decades of trainings. I cannot let them eat another portion of Harold’s mind and heart. He must think of the happy thoughts; he is running fast from the owner of the bag he just stole with. He was fourteen years old, homeless and starving. He run out from the orphanage he is staying to find his sister, but he failed. Thus, he was walking and begging on the busy street of Toronto.

So many times I had pushed him away and now he was like this, I couldn’t imagine not having him in my life. Standing back up in front of Ketill I take my dagger from his still hand and look into his honey eyes as I plunge it into his heart.