Knife Hidden In Comb Novels & Stories

“But inspect the blade first.” Cohen inspected the silver blade and found it was thicker in the middle while the edge was thinner. “Now, watch carefully.” She grabbed the dagger and twisted it in a quick turn. Cohen heard the sound of click and a needle protruded at the end of the blade and released the poison at fast speed. “The needle is hidden in the middle of the blade. Its opening is following the shape of the end of the blade itself to reduce suspicion.” After a few seconds, the needle retracted into the blade by itself.

Kiran ignored the snake and seized the red pouch. When he reached inside, he found that it was not paper or cloth, but something hard. He was startled. Did it not contain the Ludwig family’s information? Crack! There was a sound as the snake tried to pull its tail out of the stone pillar. Knowing how strong the tail was, Kiran grabbed a bronze dagger hidden under his shirt. It was a plain and dull dagger with shallow grooves on the blade. However, the pattern engraved on the hilt was eye-catching—it was a ferocious dragon with its jaws open.

She, too, held out something. “What is it?” Stefanie picked up the slender object made out of some strange material. About the length and width of her finger with a clip on the end, it fit into the palm of her hand. “A knife you can hide practically anywhere. I thread it through my hair like an oriental stick. Squeeze the buttons on both sides at the bottom and the blade will eject from the top. But as Prescott said at Bunker Hill, ‘Don’t fire until you see the whites of their eyes.’ Literally.”

“My mate’s Goddess gift will keep him safe.” I climb out, heart pounding, senses on high alert. The air smells like incense and death. But no heartbeats. No breathing. Just woods. Just quiet. And the dead. As I near the gate, I see a knife stabbed into the wood. A note pinned beneath it. I yank the blade free and unfold the message: We have your female and unborn pups. Soon, we’ll have your eldest pup. And then… you’ll know what happens when you cross the Riding Hoods.

"Just one gun? Take a knife too—for extra security." He moved to another section, pulling out a slim, cylinder-like object. He held it up. I frowned. "What’s that? A perfume bottle?" The label even read Fragrance in elegant gold letters. Conner chuckled. "That’s the point. It’s a camouflage knife." He twisted the top, and in a flash, a hidden blade slid out. My breath caught. "Oh my…" The blade gleamed under the soft light, sharp, lethal. “I'll take it too," I muttered, stepping closer and reaching for it.

I slide a hand under his bed and pillow, toss the comforter up, throw open his wardrobe, and check pockets. Zip. Nada. When I can't find anything, I move my focus to the floor, searching for loose floorboards. Wherever he's hidden the seal, the bastard hid it well. I kneel down, tapping my knuckles on the floor, listening for a hollow sound. When I find one, I dig my knife under the edge of the wood and pull the board up. There's a small space but all that's in there is money and a cloak. I pull the cloak out. It's black, the hood larger than others. It looked vaguely familiar…

Ignoring her words, Maya picked a weapon, it was a small knife with curved and sharp edges that had a small button on it that when pierced into a victim and when the button was turned on, the knife would send painful and sore vibration into the body. Maya took it but didn't drop it into the bag, instead she bent down a bit, hiding it at the back of her combat boots that had a safe place where little things could be hidden. " All set!" Maya stood up, zipping up the bag and carrying it above her shoulder. "Let's go," Cassandra smirked and took the other bag, she stretched it towards Maya who gave a questioning look. " I'm not coming with you guys Maya. I have my own plan,"

There were several odd shapes on the table, which was covered with a black cloth. "What's this?" I asked, my curiosity piqued as Adrian pulled the cloth away. I gasped as I realized that there were dozens of weapons underneath it. There was a sleek black katana, with its blade shining in the moonlight. There was also a pair of sais, with their prongs looking sharp and deadly. And there was also a set of throwing knives, a staff, and even a coiled whip. It looked like a BDSM table, or a torturer’s tools. I couldn’t tell which was the better description.

I asked. “This is where Miss Remmie calls me her guru. I have worked side by side with Diego and we have made an assortment of hair accessories that do not look like much and resemble pieces of jewelry. BUT! We added the bonus of turning them into perfect concealed weapons.” She said as she brought forth a black pencil-looking object with ornate jewels decorating the thicker end of the object. But I watched as she held the back and twisted the jewels and pulled in one quick and fluid movement and was impressed to see a sharp silver skewer. “Whoa!” I said and was impressed. I never knew just what you could hide.

A low light was on, and I thought it was strange, though it wasn’t bright like I should. Looking around, I noticed that there was only one cabinet at the side of the door. I walked over to it, and noted that it was locked with 3 padlocks. I looked around, but couldn’t find the key. How do I open this now? I placed the bag down and shoved the tissues away till from it. Finally, I found a plier and a hammer. I threw the latter back in my bag, and rose to my feet. Going to it, I said the words I had been taught, and before moments, I had the box opened and the arrow, a shining black, and fierce with a crooked shape stared at me.