Knife Play Set Novels & Stories

So pretty with pure silver blades, black leather handles and all sizes from a small paring knife to a machete. “I ain’t saying shit! Might as well kill me now!” He barked “Oh, you will be dying today. The question is how long it will take. You see, Alpha Kyle has a certain way about doing things and I am anxious to see how long it will take you to die. It is pretty painful so it could be quick or it could be very very slow. Like days slow.” “Doesn’t matter. I ain’t fucking saying shit!”

She murmured to her own self. " Nah! This thing is mine now." She replied, over her shoulder and got an surprise raised brow in reaction. " Rivoglio il mio orologio. Nessuno usa una pistola". She blinked at the foreign language as the man crossed his arms and the men in front of her charged at her. ( I want my watch back. Nobody uses a gun.) Her green eyes widened as one tried to punch her in the face but she moved in the last moment and kicked his feet and then his shin making him fall and taking this to her advantage she pulled her knee on to his nose with full force knocking him out.

as he pulls the pack off and sits it down on the floor, where he squats down and rummages through it. He pulls out a mask and coms, handing them both to me. I put them on as he continues. He pulls out a set of hoof nippers setting them on the ground. Those look sharp and will be perfect to use. A minute later, he pulls out a set of medical forceps. I arch a brow as he hands them to me.

I blinked, trying to see what was happening, and Kral had already made several bloody holes in Nick. Kral's black shirt was stained with blood, and the knuckles on his knife hand bulged. Each time he made a cut, it was precise and quick, and there was not a trace of hesitation or emotion in his movements. A dull thump rang out, turning the white hilt of his knife red.

“We shall seal this with our blood as a covenant. In this way, I will keep my end of the deal and you keep yours. What do you say?” Lucas moved his eyes to look at Sullivan and as if getting his message, he bowed and made a turn before walking out of the room. Shifting his gaze back to look at Patton, he smiled and took the knife from him which left Patton thinking that he was finally agreeing with him, but Lucas had other plans. Lucas took hold of his hand and in one swift movement, he stabbed the knife into his palm, making Patton yelp and cry in pain.

Bella said proudly. “And I did the knife work,” Kael added, brushing a thumb over the carved moon. “To remind you—you’re never alone out there. The pack always watches.” Next came Phoenix and Lucian, carrying a large black box between them. Alex raised a brow. “What’s this?” “Open it,” Phoenix grinned. Inside was a full sparring set made of reinforced lightweight armor: chest guard, arm guards, and shin guards all personalized with Alex’s name and colors—dark grey and royal blue.

Then I grabbed my sheath for my waist and inserted my seven inch parkerized blade. “Holy Moon Goddess! You look like you are going to war.” Rory squealed. I laughed at her energy. I look over at Aiden who is looking at me with some emotion I cannot name. The last thing I grab is my Kukri Machete. It’s eight inches long and completely black. There is only a thin silver lining along the edge. It’s great for combat, but I am going to slice through some of the targets. “Okay, I’m ready.”

Kiyara's POV After that first training session, I did so many more, it’s been few weeks and I am still training. Now I can do shooting quite good but still I like to fight with my kick boxing, but Aarav prefers guns, he is a sharp shooter just like his dad, I am not even close to him in that skill but still I can handle if someone try to harm me, I asked Aarav if I can start office but he said no, yeah he is making me do designing from his home only, I just have to do all the work from home, because he is worried about my safety.

They walked towards the table, and his eyes immediately darted to the weapons: katanas, machetes, khopesh, axes, gladii, bowie knives, iron battle-axes, and many other weapons Tales couldn’t recognize. 'No gun,' Tales murmured in his head. It would’ve been much better to have a gun instead of these. Tales was just about to pick the dagger when a hand swiftly stole it from his grip. He looked at Jake in annoyance. Jake smiled widely. "Sorry, but mine." Tales sighed in frustration and went for the khopesh. Raja, on the other hand, chose the katana. After some time, when all the children had chosen their weapons, the man clapped his hands.

When I didn’t explain any further, Kade out a sigh. “Tell me why I shouldn’t kill you?” He stood up again, holding my gaze. “I’m already dead. You can’t kill what’s already gone.” My voice sounded flat now, and I meant every word. Kade walked over to the cart and began picking up different tools and placing them back down. “You know, I think we are going to play some more.” He picked up a paring knife. The overhead lights reflect on the flawless metal. “I didn’t take you for someone who likes to play with their food.” I muttered.