How To Make A Hidden Blade Novels & Stories

I knew he didn’t want his granddaughter to suffer the fate of many before her, but he had to understand that fate was fate and if the girl was to have any hope of survival, then she would need to be released into her true image. I held the blade over her stomach and plunged it in quickly. It slid in with ease and I felt the energy spring out into the body. I took a deep breath and sent out a prayer before I removed the end of the cloth and grabbed the handle of the blade. I hissed as the burn hit me. Each blade was made in its own bloodline and only that divine warrior could wield it. But this was the only way I could get the connection that I needed. I closed my eyes and allowed myself to b

Lionel wasn't the only one with the knowledge of herbs and concoctions. Her blades were specially crafted to slay vampires. When it sliced through their skin they didn't heal like they normally did. Made out of a meteor rock and some other elements she scavenged from the old ruins in the forbidden pass, the concoction she uses to polish the blade added more benefits. As she watched his scowl deepened and she raised her hand, giving him a two-finger salute. The bastard loved the hunt and chase. But this was her game, one she knew he'd never win. Because of the woods... No one knew these woods as I do.

“Inspect.” === Item: Dull Firewood Axe Description: A dull axe used to chop firewood. Effect: +50% Firewood Chopping Speed Durability: Unbreakable, bound to the player. === Ping! [New Hidden Title Unlocked: Bladeless.] Puzzled by this new hidden title, Zen wondered what he did to earn such a thing. It wasn’t his first hidden title, but the gamer hoped it was better than the last. === Bladeless Description: Turns anything you hold into a deadly blade as long as you will it.

I could see the silhouette of a man fast approaching where we were standing, and I was instantly on high alert. My hands reached back automatically to the back of my jeans, and I removed an object, craftily hiding it behind me. I had hidden weapons all over my body, and I was currently holding a steel blade that had been so well sharpened that it could cut through anything. I had very good throwing skills, coupled with good hand-eye coordination, so should the person pose a threat to me, I would have the blade firmly lodged in his neck before he could move further, so perfectly that he would be unable to breathe freely.

I reach for my left chest under my shirt and get the sharp razor blade hidden in my bra. Pinching it tightly with my thumb and pointer finger I bit it with my teeth, I held my wrist up near my mouth and started running it towards the edge of the blade, I was nearing to fray it when I heard a sudden noise. I flail my head around and I don't know where to hide, my vision is impeded with a blindfold and my hands are tied. I felt a hand touch my shoulders, which made me nudged it away and ran mindlessly. 'My razor blade fell'

"Oh? And what can you do, sweetheart?" I smiled coldly. My hand slid into my hair. I unpinned the jeweled hairclip Sebastian had gifted me—the one he called "just in case." I clicked it open, revealing the hidden blade. Serrated, sharp, almost needle-like. Designed to pierce deep and refuse to be pulled free. I trailed it gently across one man’s neck. He didn’t notice until the tip broke skin. "Ow—what the fuck?!" The others went still. "Try me," I said. "Please. Give me a reason."

BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.

He could not believe what he was seeing. Nestled in the shadows was a blade, carefully hidden in the hidden depths under the bed. Leo leaned out to touch it, his fingers shaking. The blade was plain and unadorned, a chilly mirror of steel with secrets only those who had used it could really know. Leo slowly removed the weapon, fearful yet determined. It was a piece of the jigsaw that had escaped him for so long, and it was more than just a sword. His heart fell as he examined it more closely because there was an emblem he was familiar with, a marking that linked the blade to its owner.

Marco nodded and stepped back into the hallway, closing the door behind him. I stripped out of my training clothes and pulled on black jeans, a dark long-sleeved shirt, and boots with reinforced toes. Then I opened the hidden panel in the back of my closet and surveyed my collection. Blades. Always blades. I strapped a knife to my right thigh, another to my left ankle. Two more went into sheaths at the small of my back, hidden beneath my shirt. A small dagger slipped into my boot, and finally, I secured my favorite blade—a seven-inch Italian stiletto with a bone handle—to my forearm beneath a leather cuff.

If it was any longer, the giant black blade could cut the whole North Peak into pieces. A burst of exclamation rose from all sides. The giant black blade could conceal itself in the void without emitting any Qi. It was so well-hidden that many people had failed to notice its existence before. It could be imagined that if it had been any of the onlookers, they would not have been able to detect this hidden attack at all and would have been cut into two pieces by the giant black blade. No one doubted its attack power. This was definitely a terrible killing move. It could kill people without leaving a trace.