Ritsu Knife Novels & Stories

Without a moment’s hesitation, Adrian brought the blade down hard on Ritik’s hand. A sickening crack tore through the air. The knife split through flesh and bone, slicing his hand clean in two... On the other hand too. Blood spurts behindly, the pieces of what once was his hand hitting the floor with a wet slap. Ritik jerked, but no sound left his ruined mouth….only a thick gurgle as more blood poured down his chin. He chose a tool from the tray, its silver edge catching the basement’s single light. Ritik’s breath shook as Vincent crouched beside him, the tool gliding across his skin with cold precision.

I clenched my eyes shut and exhaled in frustration. Irritating little sibling who I'd kill and die for. "How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me that? For fucks sake." "I like it." Yurik shrugged before digging into his pockets. He pulled out two switchblade knives, handmade and engraved with traditional Russian dialect.

“F-fuck…” Vito groaned, his voice rough like gravel, his chest heaving with every breath. Sweat poured down his face, mixing with the blood soaking through his shirt. The knife was still stuck deep in his side, pulsing with every beat of his heart. Ortensia stood frozen. Her hands shook, and her mouth opened but nothing came out. She wanted to scream again but all that left her throat was a dry breath. Rico burst through the kitchen door. His eyes landed on her first.

I said to him. “Okay, but these are all legends and myths, the hunter got lucky when he attacked Kai, no way that knife’s actually Tyrfing and shit,” Slade said. “So is talking to your wolf in your head,” Leon said and looked at Slade. “Where’s the knife now?” Slade asked me. “Still in the hunter’s chest, I left it there after I broke his neck,” I said to him. “You should warn them,” Leon said to me. “I saw Kai’s memories when it happened, he realized the knife was enchanted the moment it went into his chest. He’ll know what to do with it,” I said to them.

[Ril?] He pushed me immediately as he heard my voice. He looked like he was struggling to control himself. Didn't he say, he can't be affected? "Open the drawer" He whispered slowly [What?] "Are you deaf? I said go open the drawer" He shouted, and I stood up immediately and ran out and did as he said. There is a V-shaped sharp knife that looks like it is made of animal bone. It has some hair tied to it on the end.

He heads back to the table picking up two knives different to his prior selection for their blades are pitch black in colour whilst their handles are of hardwood. "These here are called obsidian knives. These are made by peeling a long, thin sliver from the core of the volcanic glass. Sharpest knife of all." He explains as he gets himself into position at a distance from the target board. "Watch carefully, little one." Eyes closed taking a deep breath he begins to move with elegance. An elegance that catches me off guard for even as I female had none like his. Hands held above his head spine bending backwards he slowly twists his body whilst his wrists rotate the knives captured in his palms

I walk over to the lockers and open in revealing different types of blades. Drop-Point Blade, ,Gut Hook, Sheepsfoot Blade, Clip-point blade the list goes on. My lips curl into a satisfaction smirk as my fingers brushed over the sharp metal. My eyes stopped when the kukri blades caught my eye. The blade was customized black as it had a 90 degree curve, suitable to dig someone's guts out. I took some of the blades and walked over to the beginning level wall, where you practice your aim. I throw the blade and it pierces through the wooden wall as it hit the center. I closed my eyes and let out a breath as I replaced the wooden wall with him standing in the center. I threw the blade and it lande

I found a small pocket knife inside it. "What are you looking at" he stopped when I walked over to him with the knife . "Can you drink from wrist? " "What the fuck, Rina! Put the damn knife down, right now!" he snapped and lunged to grab it but hissed in pain, clutching his chest painfully before he could even get off the bed.

When Rainer entered the room, he looked at the monitor and noticed something disturbing. “Wait what the hell, I have a fight in forty minutes!? That lying bastard!” He screamed at the top of his lungs. He ran to the closet that housed his weapons. "I need to choose something quick, no daggers this time though." Quickly, he searched through the closet and began to pick out random weapons one at a time. He swung around a mace, shot an arrow with a hi-tech bow, and accidentally put a hole in the wall with a chain and sickle. After playing with a few more weapons, something caught his eye in the back. It was a katana with a jet-black sheath, and handle. The guard at the edge of the hilt was in t

Krista sighed when she lifted her pussy-smeared face from Susan's now pinkly sparkling pussy. "Well, I have some news," Rui said, sitting next to Susan's head, "but I didn't want to spoil the mood. We found the knifer." "Where is he?" Zach asked, his eyes blazing. "He's...fish food," Rui replied, nodding. "He was trying to, uh, evade my people and he sort of...well, fell into the river. With only one arm and all of the caimans and piranhas, well, it just wasn't his day, I guess."