Once Upon A Time Dark One Dagger Novels & Stories

"Looks like they're ready to make their appearance." Sarah's voice got lost as the crowd around them began murmuring, the sound growing louder and louder, filling the open space with noise. The murmuring continued until the lights cut fully plummeting the entire room and its occupants into darkness. A single spotlight flashed on and focused at the top of the stairs where Summer and Michael both stood now. Asher felt his breath catch as he stared at Summer. She looked like a fairy standing there with the light glowing around her.

The chamber trembled. Dark tendrils erupted from the floor, writhing like serpents. One caught Carlos’s leg and flung him backward. He hit the wall hard, grunting as the breath left him. Before Eric could unleash more, Carlos hurled a blessed dagger—silvered and bound with holy sigils. It struck Eric’s shoulder with a hiss of white light. The elder screamed, the spell breaking mid-chant. “You’ll pay for that, boy,” he growled, stumbling backward.

she asked. “It’s the Dagger of Immobility,” I told her. “We need Isak’s hand,” she swore under her breath. “I just like how you say we need his hand, not him,” I chuckled. “What do we need the rest of his body for? We just need to chop off his arm,” she giggled. “I like the way you think!” I laughed before Isak, Morgana, and Donovan joined the battle. “Draco, it looks like you’re finally getting what you deserve,” Isak smirked before shifting into his daemon Rex.

Derek came out of the office, picked up his bride and took her to bed. I hoped my knight in shining armor would come carry me off soon, I mean who the hell was calling at 4am? It was real quiet and I was trying to listen but he was whispering, which made me even more curious. It wasn’t that I didn’t trust Heath, of course I did! Lord knows I gave that boy enough sex for three lifetimes he’d never need to look elsewhere, but still. I was always a bit self-conscious that he could find something better.

He was no longer the prince he once was, but a creature of darkness, driven by an insatiable thirst for vengeance. As the moon cast its eerie glow over the ancient forest, Hera's forces descended upon the castle, their numbers overwhelming the small guard that remained. They moved with swift and silent precision, their weapons gleaming in the moonlight. Damon, sensing the intrusion, emerged from the forest, his eyes burning with a fiery red light. He let out a guttural roar, his voice echoing through the night, sending shivers down the spines of Hera's forces.

Alpha Kaelen, broken but functional, rode in the back vehicle with Brayden and Jayden. The magical poison that imbued the cultist's dagger was not only potent, but it also acted with terrifying speed, draining Aiden's strength and essence. Nira's Light struggled to neutralize the darkness, but it was like pouring water into a bottomless hole; the darkness absorbed energy faster than it could generate it. We arrived at the hospital. I was grateful that the medical staff had already been alerted by the Alpha, because everyone moved quickly. “It's dark magic! Essence-absorbing dagger!” he shouted to the doctor in charge.

He reached into his cloak and withdrew a jagged obsidian dagger covered in crimson runes. "I expected this outcome." Liam's face turned pale. "No..." "What is that?" Elyria's expression filled with horror. "The Heartbreaker." James smiled. "The only weapon ever forged to kill the Moon Queen." Before anyone could move... He hurled the dagger straight at me. Everything happened in an instant. Wesley lunged. Orion moved at the same time. But someone else reached me first. Captain Elyria. She threw herself between us. The dagger buried itself deep in her chest.

He only hope that he gets the papers signed, take a fucking share and move away from here to a place he is going to call home along with his wife. She didn't love him now but time will tell but he would spend all his life making her notice that all this was because he was in love with her. He was in love, His eyes wondered back to the lady he claimed to be in love with and found her struggling furiously with her hands. On impulse he looked down at where his dagger use to stay, it was no where to be found. "Hey what are you-" Wood shattered and emitted from the darkness were policemen. Unexpectedly more than one.

Rowan nodded and ran to gather wolves. I watched them ride out. Six shapes disappearing into the dark. The bond pulled. Weak. Desperate. Hold on, I thought at Kael. Just hold on. Dawn was two hours away. The rogues were coming. And Kael was bleeding somewhere in the dark. Everything was falling apart.

He did not know me, and I was not even a Lycan. "I was in the midst of handling that," he began, referring to the incident. "Rove struck a woman—" What followed was a swift, shocking blur. All I heard was the sharp whisper of a blade being drawn from its sheath, and in an instant, I saw three fingers dancing on the floor before me. I was gripped with dread. He had just cut his man's fingers. He was not called the Dark King for nothing. The man, now missing parts of his hand, let out a cry of pain that quickly faded into a pitiful moan.