Spider Man Dagger Novels & Stories

"You dared to escape again, so this is the result. Now suffer!" "Aw, dear!" Spider glanced at the despaired man who was holding his wife. Dodging the other assassin's attack, she spoke. "Why did you disobey her? Poor her! Her life is in danger now." She clicked her tongue, pretending to be pitying them. Pushing Shadow, she protected herself, standing a few feet away from her. Without a warning, Shadow threw her hidden dagger. An unprepared Spider didn't see that coming. As a result, the dagger stabbed Spider on her arm, injuring her.

"Are you hurt? Let me—" In a flash, the woman's demeanor changed. She pulled a silver dagger from her sleeve, lunging at Sparrow with deadly intent. "Careful!" I warned, drawing my own Dual-Purpose Dagger to block the strike aimed at Sparrow's throat. The silver blade came dangerously close to my skin, sending a numbing sensation up my arm. Werewolves and silver were a dangerous combination—even proximity could cause pain and weakness. Sparrow, quick to recover from her surprise, drew her own concealed blade—a standard pack knife, not silver—and engaged the attacker. Her face transformed from concern to rage at the treachery.

I yelled and glanced around wildly. Where the hell are the humans in this place?! "YOU DON'T WANT ME AS YOUR—" Before I could say that particular word, Nicholas stopped and faced me. All of a sudden, I felt a cold metal on the side of my stomach. I glanced down and saw a dagger. Its grip has intricate patterns. How did he pull that out in a second? The light brush of the dagger caused a burning sensation on my skin. Silver. The dagger was made of pure silver. Nicholas leaned closer and hissed low, "I dare you to finish it" pressing his dagger even more on my skin.

Allen yelled back annoyed as he wriggled against the threads. “Oh, come now partner. I came to rescue you, didn’t I?” she replied. Smirking at his predicament briefly, Chiri then threw the knife in her hand. Slicing the threads on Allen’s arm. He wasted no time to fire another shot at the monster. This time hitting her directly, the spider-woman screeched as the symbols of a hex began to appear across her body. Carving themselves into her skin and extremities, the creature curled into herself.

This won't be the first time I’ll get blood on my bare hands. “So, what are you going to do?” The old man continued to taunt me. “Are you going to-?” I faced one of the men next to me and asked for a dagger. Well, to be more precise, I asked for my special dagger, the very one that does the job the way I prefer. “Alessandro…” “Shut it.” I hurried my steps toward the spy. With a firm hold of his head, I tilted his bloodied face upwards, and after a brief eye contact with the almost soulless man, I dragged the sharpness of the blade across his neck as slowly as possible.

Danica said, Madam Dera and Chase looked back at Diana who nodded at Garry and the next thing almost knocked Madam Dera out. Garry brought out a silver dagger and threw it towards Kaiden, instead of the dagger falling to the ground, it stayed suspended in the air, it moved and found it way to Kaiden’s hands and the controlled Alpha didn't waste time in slicing body, anywhere the dagger met was brutal wounded. Kaiden’s screams, Derek and Danica’s laughter, Madam Dera cries filled the room. Chase’s eyes was teary, he stared back at Garry who was also laughing.

"And Diana is mine. Always will be." Alden and his brothers could do nothing but watch as another man touched their mate. They couldn't attack because Jasper would kill Diana in a heartbeat. He was that cruel. "I'll kill you for this." Asher growled. "I swear I'll kill you." Jasper ignored them and brought out the dagger he would stab into Diana's chest. The dagger was made for him by dark witches, just like the liquid he used in sustaining himself. It was that dagger he would use to suck out her powers and put it into himself.

My heart stutters in my chest from looking at his beauty, a part of me still unable to understand how we could have gotten so lucky with him. He is absolutely perfect and I could not have asked for a better mate. I can sense Leigh withdraw back in my mind at that thought, but I don’t have time to check on her with so many expectant eyes staring at me. Derrick leans down, giving me a light peck on my lips before pulling back and handing me a beautiful, silver-plated dagger. The artwork around the dagger was beautiful to look at. Intricate lines were carved into the handle in the shape of vines with flowers that I have only ever seen in my dream world. My eyes widen in surprise when I see one

It’s her danger growl. Because of that, I notice something at his hip that makes me growl, too. “Lucas. I think your dagger blade looks dull. May I see it?” “That’s really not–” I pull the dagger from its sheath and hold it up triumphantly. “This is one of my father’s old daggers. It has a claw design on the hilt.” In one smooth move, I press the silver tip to his throat. “I don’t like spies. How long have you been plotting with my father?”

I say, trying not to sound anxious and keeping my heart rate down while trying to grab the jacket. “The asshole who hurt you? Why would you want to keep this?” He says, throwing the jacket over to me, and I catch it; my hand immediately goes into the pocket with the dagger. But it’s not there. “Well, we’ve been chatting and decided to work things out,” I say, silently panicking. Did he take the dagger? Why would he have? Silver is supposed to be dangerous to werewolves! My cell phone’s message tone goes off, and I turn my back on him, knowing it had to be Dimitri letting me know what was happening.