How To Make A Hidden Blade Novels & Stories

My plan is already in motion. I have hidden my hands behind my cloths. The cuffs are made with real thick leather and fur mixed. I am cutting it with my blade hidden in my watch but I can't let her see that. I won't cut it off completely. At night when I would be almost done I will go to the washroom and cut and then I have seen a small window there. All I need is to think from where I can arrange a rope. "I am not thinking anything. I am just resting." I said and she smiled.

Baby said as a blade had appeared in Baby’s hand at some point in time. “Did you bring it here?” Adrian looked at Baby curiously and asked. He didn’t quite believe that he had a blade in his hand. “It’s hidden in my sleeves.” Baby told Adrian directly, and he felt that it was normal. He had been hiding a blade in his sleeve all the time. It was his father who told him to hide it. He said that if he was kidnapped, he could cut the rope. Otherwise, if he was tied up all the time, his hands would feel uncomfortable.

Imagine my surprise as I watched a small blade slide out that had been hidden inside of the dragon's body. I held what I now recognized as a finger knife in front of my face, staring at it as the morning light coming through my window danced on the blade. I swore it looked like blue writing glowed as the light hit it, but every time I turned it just right to catch a glimpse, the old writing quickly disappeared again.

The threat was sharp, clear, deadly. I sank onto the bathroom floor again, staring at the screen. The letters seemed alive, crawling under my skin. I wiped her tears roughly. “No more crying,” I whispered to myself. “No more shaking. Star needs me.” My hands moved quickly now, not with strength but with desperate determination. I pulled on my hoodie tighter, tied the strings, and checked my pockets. I took my phone and, after a moment’s hesitation, slid a small blade into the inside pocket. It was nothing compared to Chris’s weapons, but it was something a secret I could hold onto.

"It's designed to deceive. Just like the ceremony you witnessed. But it's not real, Quinn. It can't hurt you." She looked up at me, her eyes searching mine. "Show me," she said, her voice steady. "Show me how it works." I nodded, taking the dagger from her and pressing the hidden catch that released the blade. It slid smoothly into the hilt, revealing the hollow space within. I held it up for her to see, then pressed the catch again, the blade springing back into place with a soft click. "See?" I said, my voice gentle. "It's just a trick. A sleight of hand."

I jabbed, eyeing him suspiciously. "I had to ask Danya for help in concealing it, and instilling another energy into it. No worries, Khaun. She doesn't know about the Mirror Blade. I didn't tell her." He said, having seen my look of horror. "Then, how?" I threw it at him. "I had it hidden under my coat, while I asked her for help in disguising its fakeness and enforcing some sort of originality into it." "So now, Mira thinks she has it?" I asked, cracking in mirth.

Just me, silence, and a truth I couldn’t outrun. The blade was where I’d left it. Carefully hidden beneath a false floor tile and shrouded with cloth enchanted to dampen aura bleed. It wasn’t a standard weapon. This one had been gifted to me after the hybrid trials. Blood-forged. Custom-coded to react to the specific fingerprint of my aura signature. One of the only things that still felt real when the rest of my memories seemed to come and go like smoke.

I had to get out of here before he sees me or the blade. Quickly locking my parents door. I head in the opposite direction to Leo. I had to find a way to get the blade out of my hand and I had to do it before anyone saw. “Logan. Blake says he has picked up her scent.” Leo calls out, hoping to get my attention. “Fuck!” I mutter. I couldn’t ignore what he had said. Noticing the jacket I had left out the night before. I grab it, draping it over my arm, hiding the blade underneath. My hand was cramping now. The fire inside of me was growing. I had no idea what was happening, but I had to stop it.

Scarlett replied, making the omega nod her head as she remembered Amelia talking about her mate being a warrior. "Here Luna, try this, " Josh extended the blade to Evelyn. "How do you hold the blade? I didn't really see it when you did that before," Evelyn took the blade from his hand. "You hold it like this, " Josh demonstrated, holding a star blade in his hand. "You have to form an 'L' with your fingers when you're holding it. Make sure none of its edges are closer to your skin. Don't move your hand forward when throwing, just use your wrist."

"So, I think I will start with the blades first. Maybe I can run at the big baddy with one of them and that will give me some time if I can injure him. Then I can assemble the hilt and put whatever techno stuff that goes in it from those two pedestals, then bring it all over and smash it together with the anvil. Does that seem like a plan enough to you?" Angandriel frowned. "Have you ever made a sword?" "Nope." "It shows." "If you're so smart, then you do it." "I can't-" "Can't interfere. I am well aware. So, we either go with my plan, or I distract him while you build the sword. Which one ends up with me dying?" He narrowed his eyes at me. "Right, so good luck!" I ran for the first pedestal