Stares Daggers Novels & Stories

Remembering the ambiguous hickeys on his body, Lester subconsciously thought that he is probably her mate. “Nonsense, we are here cause we thought you are an enemy, who are you? Why are you in my daughter’s house?” Lester straightforwardly asked, his eyes shooting daggers at the man, he even used his Alpha aura on the man to scare him a little but it seems to be not working.

Now***—***fight. Pain erupts. Shadows explode from your chest, shredding the ropes. You collapse, gasping, as the cellar door bursts open. Zane stares, his smirk dissolving. “What the hell—” You lunge. The dagger’s power propels you, a marionette on its strings. Your hand closes around his throat, slamming him into the wall. “Where are they?” you snarl, your voice layered with the Goddess’s echo. He chokes, clawing at your grip. “Gone… crushed…”

He stared emotionless at all of them. “Who she is to me is none of your business. Let’s get over this.” With this, he pulled out his dagger from under his waist. The first thing that catches my attention is his glistening dagger. The blade shone at the reflection of the now-bright moon. The rogue of wolves as well pull out their weapons. My heart begins to beat fast. A rogue of wolves against a man? This is going to be so dangerous.

Some may not listen but those who are force to play is immediately gather to one place, away from the rampage of the Disastors! “Increase stability!” He summon a dagger and ready himself to stop Disastor on pursuing the two. His killing intent raised to thousand as he stabilized the dagger to multiply and to be as deadly as Disastor's bladed existence. He throw it to the sky and instructed to hit the Disastor's in their weakest body part. “Receive my judgement!” He scream: “Wipe from existence!” In a snap, the sky rain dagger and multiple times hit Disastors directly in head. Enough to let them realize they also being pursued while pursuing the two.

She asked, her voice shaking. I smiled and looked up at Callum who smiled a little. “Why?” I asked. “It’s creepy out here, Luna,” she whispered, and neither of us could barely hear her voice. “What if they’re watching us?” She asked, looking scared. Callum’s lips moved, he was laughing or so it seemed. He looked at the both of us gently. “They would be fools to try anything with me here,” he said, as he slowly raised his shirt, showing us the bunch of silver coated daggers he carried along, most of the daggers were coated with silver and poison, one stab could end any of the rogue’s life.

Stella rushed and sat straight as she wiped her face. Her fingers trailed around her neck and shoulders examining herself for bites of hickey she experienced him giving her few seconds ago. She threw a glance around her and st her hands before she fixated her pupils with his face. She saw him throwing daggers at her as he slowly sat on the bed next to her. He had goggles put on his eyes. He held the frame of the same between his thumb and forefinger and ripped it away from his eyes and intently stared her. Stella can see his eyes were red as if he would kill her that instant with his cold gaze on her but, he smiled.

*flashback* “Yo, Trig, what the fuck are you doing?” Trigger and I hear the door to the side of the building slam shut and turn our heads in the direction of the sound, seeing an angry B storming towards us. When I hear his deep growl, I flinch and move backward. I flick the ash from the cherry of my cigarette before placing it between my red, full lips and sucking as he watches hungrily. Goosebumps prickle all over my body as a chill runs down my spine, causing me to shudder. A seductive, devilish grin appears on his face as he takes my notice of the sight of him in his fucking underwear. Despite his desire to entertain this scenario, he shifts his hungry gaze from me to Trigger, giving him

with that he staggered off, his jacket ripped in many places. I glanced back at Arian and he was looking back at me, eyes shining. His face went out of focus for a second “I will not faint, I will not faint…” I started the mantra in my head, but it didn’t stop the oblivion from taking me anyway.

I looked between him and the mad man who had once again come to destroy my happiness. Something caught my eye, my mouth falling open as a dagger sparkled under moonlight. He clutched it behind them, the silver clear as water from where I stood. I tapped Levi softly, gesturing to the dagger silently. He nodded slowly, wincing as he positioned himself between me and my father. Time seemed to slow to a stand still as my father scowled at us, lunging at us with the dagger. Levi ran forward, sending a weak punch to his temple.

CORA The metal of the daggers felt cold against my palms as I watched the man I loved walk away. He didn't look back, just barked a series of jagged orders to Cade and a handful of guards, leaving me standing in the center of a fortress that suddenly felt like a cage. The first wave of rogues hit us, and they didn't come with a formal challenge or a roar, they just lunged from the corners of the stone pillars with bared teeth and eyes that promised nothing but a slow death.