Novel & Cerita Knives X Vash

Subtle, but I notice everything. Klaus de Luca. He didn’t see me as he entered a room alone. I didn’t hesitate. Silently, smoothly, I followed. The door was just starting to close when— CRASH! A vase flew at my head. I ducked instinctively, the ceramic shattering against the wall behind me. I straightened slowly, blade already drawn. Then I heard his voice. Low. Calculated. “So... you’re the Ghost Knife. The woman with no past. No future. Who sent you ? .”

Hael was too weak to fight back, too weak to do anything but lay there bare chested, a canvas of purples and blues—of a sky during the late hours of twilight. Ash filled my mouth as I lifted the knife, burning from the heat of the tears that streamed down my cheeks. “Do it, Violet. Do it. Do it. DO. IT.” She chanted. There was a long stretch of time where the knife carved through the air, on a one-way path to the broken boy’s chest, that I prayed to the Moon Goddess for the very last time. Let my heart stop with his. Let my blood flow alongside his. And as his heart stops and life seeps from his eyes, let mine go with it.

I felt my stomach tighten, but I forced my feet forward. "No staff today?" I asked. "Knives," he said simply. "If you can fight with a knife, you can fight with anything." I picked one up, testing its weight in my hand. It was lighter than I expected, the handle wrapped in worn leather. "First lesson," Xavia said, stepping closer to me. "The knife is not a weapon. It's an extension of your arm. You don't swing it. You guide it." He moved behind me, his chest brushing against my back as he adjusted my grip. His hands were warm on mine, steady and sure.

he growled. My hands tightened around the handle of the knife, and I waited for his next move. But Lord Ralph was not my match. He was swifter than the other vampires I had encountered. He was a leader for something, right? He came at me again, I stuck out the knife, but he swung his whip at me; it wrapped around my hand, and he drew me closer to him with it. I yelped when he hit my hand, and the knife fell out of my hand and clattered to the floor. He hooked me from behind with his arm while his other hand pinned my hands behind me.

​But my attention kept being drawn to my right. ​General Vesh was a force of nature. He didn't just hold the line; he dominated it. He moved with a terrifying, fluid grace that seemed impossible for someone wearing heavy plate armor. His twin swords were a blur of violet light, carving through the vampire ranks like scythes through dry wheat. ​A Feral lunged at Vesh’s blind spot. Without looking, Vesh spun his blade backward, impaling the creature, then used the momentum to throw the turning body into three other attackers, knocking them down.

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.

Shadow shakes me out of my thoughts and I look up at him "Uhm I don't know I've never used any of these," I say and he chuckles. My memory takes me back to the flashback I had when I killed some of his men using the weapons displayed "Oh," I say out loud "I guess I don't know knives," I say looking back up at him "Good choice" he grins planting a kiss on my forehead. He guides me to the knife section. Looking at all of them displayed I picked the set of green knives that just seemed more deadly

Then closed it again. Fair point. Still… “I don’t even have a weapon.” Vance reached behind his back and pulled a second blade from his belt. Shorter than his sword. But sharp. Very sharp. He tossed it. Lena barely caught it before it hit the ground. Her eyebrows shot up. “You’re giving me a knife?” “You’ll need it.” She turned the blade in her hand. The weight felt strange. Unfamiliar. “I’ve never used one of these.” “Then today is your first day.”

“Hello again, Ice Queen.” Lucas gave her a warm smile. He was awfully dreamy with his blond hair and Aussie accent. It was a stark contrast to Nick ’s jet-black locks, which Vanessa preferred. “I hope you’re ready for today’s lesson.” He gestured toward the vast collection of swords, knives, crossbows, and other weaponry. “Honestly this is not my area of expertise.” Vanessa laughed. “I don’t think I’ve ever used anything in this room. You really think I’ll have access to all these types of weapons in the middle of a real fight?”

The blades flashed under the harsh lights. "Your friend broke my cousin's nose," Vex hissed. Grabbing a fistful of Sera's mousy hair. "You think you can embarrass House Vane and walk away?" She raised the scissors. "Since the Null isn't here to pay the price," Vex smiled. "I guess the Runt will have to bleed for her."