Knife Hidden In Comb Novels & Stories

And she didn’t break until she was out of sight. The worst came last. By seventh period she went back to class, sat at her desk, pretending everything was normal. Then her hand brushed something taped underneath. It was something cold. She peeled it free and froze. It was a silver knife, small enough to hide in a palm, sharp enough to slice her throat open in one clean motion. Hunters didn’t need words, but they’d left her one anyway. A note scrawled in black ink. Run.

Young and full of life. “You look handsome today,” I said softly. His mouth lifted at one corner. “What, and I don’t look handsome normally?” “That’s not what I—” “I have something for you.” Gideon closed the remaining distance between us and pressed something into my palm. A small velvet box. “What’s this?” I asked, looking back up at him. “Open it and find out.” I shot him a wary look before I popped the lid open. Inside was a delicate hair comb, made of polished silver with tiny pearlescent beads throughout. The beads caught the light. It was beautiful.

But in her home on the lock of that forbidden attic trunk. The ground seemed to tilt beneath her feet. Her family hadn’t just known about this they had been part of it. She shoved the shard into her cloak, heart hammering. Her protector’s eyes narrowed as he noticed her trembling. “What did you find?” She hesitated, the iron shard heavy in her palm. For a fleeting second, she considered telling him. But then she remembered the way he had deflected her questions, the way his silence had screamed of secrets he wouldn’t share.

Kain said softly. I stared at him, my brow furrowing. “What?” He wiped his finger on a handkerchief, his expression unreadable. “Animal blood.” “Why?” The word slipped out of me, hollow and confused. “Why break in, fire a weapon, and leave animal blood behind?” Kain didn't answer. He was looking past the blood, his eyes locking onto the surface of the dresser. My gaze followed his. The hidden compartment—the small, spring-loaded panel built into the mahogany frame—was hanging completely open. The velvet lining inside was bare.

I jerked and opened my eyes only to see the amusing Blake watching me intensively. "I'm sorry," I mumbled while rubbing my eyes to let go of the remaining sleep in my eyes. "Here! He handed me a book where the word "THE HIDDEN SECRETS" written over the girl's naked back along with some random lines, but the line was too small to read. "Yes! Yes! Yes! We did it!!" Unconsciously I kissed his cheeks and we both froze on our spot. It's just a baby kiss, he won't mind, right? But his eyes say otherwise.

There must be something in here. I rummaged through his drawers and closets, trying to find anything until I found a Swiss knife buried under the layers of scratch paper. I flicked the blade and quickly dropped to the floor, sandwiching the handle in between my feet then started sawing the rope. It takes longer than burning it, but eventually, I finally cut the rope in half. Using the Swiss knife, a picked the lock on the doorknob, just like how Tiara taught me. Surprisingly, without her guidance, I managed to twist the knob and unlock the whole thing.

They were days away from releasing their cure when they were murdered. My mind flashes to the drawing of the comb in his mother's journal and an idea occurs to me. "Can I see the comb for a minute?" Flipping the lock to the back side, I place the comb just underneath it, angling the light bouncing off the surface towards the lock. We both hold our breath as the slow churn of a small mechanism breaks through the silence. The lock pops open. Carefully we pull back the lid. Inside are a small stack of CDs, a notebook, and a sample on an old glass slide, carefully stored in a test tube.

Griffin took all the weapons and put them on the table. I got two hand guns and four magazines. I looked at Centaur when he got the sniper rifle. Eagle handed three combat knives to me. I noticed she also gave her favourite red combat knife. “I can’t use it. It’s your lucky knife.” I said. “Yep, but tonight I want you to be lucky. Use it.” She said and fixed her braided hair. “Thank you.” I said and strapped it in my legs. I helped her with her hair.

Kalen mentally marked him as his first target to eliminate. He discovered that he was beginning to take too much time, he quickly checked the safe, and the code to unlock it was written there. He inputted the code in quickly, as the safe opened with a soft click sound. He found only the armor in the safe, which disappointed him, as he expected to see more. He quickly wore it on, while also checking the database for the location of the exotic sword. He finally found it, as it was hanging on the wall of the vehicle. It was concealed with a camouflage device. These measures employed, succeeded to hide it in plain sight. He left it, but mentally noted it down, “I will liberate it on D-day,” he m

Niffa kneeled down beside Rico as she look at the dusty box. “Nope,” he said as he slowly opened it. Niffa was surprised to see a bunch of swords from the kingdom of Aldon and she saw a piece of green clothing with a logo on it same as Aldon’s logo. She wanted to have a sword as she intend to touch it. “Nope! You can’t have one of these,” he said as he quickly close the box. “No way! It’s not fair!” she said as she crossed her arms and pouted as she look away.