Stares Daggers Novels & Stories

Jena and I make eye contact, she knows I will let go if it will save them all. “Don’t even f*cking think about it Alpha!” She pulls one of my silver daggers from her waist. I don’t even want to know where it came from. I haven’t had my gear on in days, which is stupid considering. She drives it into his neck over and over again. This asshole is not dying easily. Finally, after about ten deep stabs he collapses forward on me. I try to push his big ass off, but the way he had me pinned down it’s hard to move, so I do what anyone in my position would. I explode into flames.

Atlas’s roar echoes through him into me, fierce and triumphant, and for a heartbeat the world is only us—his ocean-mist scent, the steady strength of his hold, the unspoken vow in his gaze. Kael’s voice cuts through gently. “You okay, princess? Dagger’s bound to you now—gave you one hell of a d******d.” I nod, throat tight, managing a shaky smile. “I saw them… my parents. The whole line.” My voice is raw, the weight of centuries pressing down, but the dagger’s warmth steadies me, its ruby glowing soft and sure. Dax exhales, hand on Kai’s shoulder, while the warriors maintain their protective ring, eyes scanning the shadows. The shrine’s hum has quieted, but the air feels charged, expectant.

Mane smiled and turned to deliver a powerful fist. Daggers, saber and a fist crossed at an intersection, their fated meeting causing a massive explosion. *BOOM*

Martha narrowed her eyes to her and she raised her right hand, holding an offset stakes. She face her with her head up high like a brave warrior in Gladiator. He's not scared to his beast enemies even a single wink. " Try to come to my daughter and I'll kill you!" She shouted at her pointing the dagger towards her. Steph spread her lips wide opened and her sharp fangs begun to appeared.

Regret glinted in Stella's eyes, probably thinking about what she could have but chose to miss. The injury proved fatal, indicating that the dagger was made of silver. My head flung to the door where Asteria was smiling with satisfaction. Lifting her chin, she said with zero remorse, "I feel no shame in destroying those who betray me." Deborah crippled her way into the room just in time to retort, "And what about those whom you have betrayed?"

I yell. He dodges my attack easily. Then, he reaches down his foot and pulls something up out of the ground. When I look down I realize what it is and the realization makes me sick. There in Starkev's hand is a black dagger covered in red runes. A weapon capable of ripping open the deepest fears of any soldier. Vassily had told me about it. The Rain Dagger. If he wants to kill me then he'll be getting close to doing just that.

"What the fuck do you mean by that?" She stared up at me, eyes blazing, hands on her hips. "Don't try to deny it! Dagger gave me the full rundown of exactly what you planned for me, while he had me pinned to the ground and his hand in my pants!"

I sat up gingerly, weeping in relief. On my knees with my arms extended, I groped for the door. My knee touched something cold. I shrank back and directed my gaze downwards. Dante lay there with his throat slit, his eyes open in a fixed stare. Yelling and cursing, I scooted backward. Another figure I recognized as myself materialized out of the shadows. It held my silver dagger and stared down at something on the floor.

Tell me why my son is with Mr Jones Vones or I will kill you this time, I promise" Dan said with furry in his eyes. He did not look like he was joking. "What exactly do you mean you knew?! What did you know?!!" Dagger asked as he walked closer to his brother. He was now in front of his brother, barely breathing away. Dagger had grown now and was slightly taller than his brother. He looked ready to launch at his brother at any instant as he brought out his claws and snarled.

Becca raised her eyebrows. "Me neither." She said. They looked at each other for a long time. The tension was there, but neither person moved. Both of them were expecting the other to do something. Finally Demitri shifted closer and Becca lowered her knees. they were directly next to each other, staring in the same direction.