Stares Daggers Novels & Stories

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.

Blair noticed. And smiled. “You’re holding back,” Blair breathed, ducking another hit. “You’re afraid you’ll hurt them. That’s what makes you weak.” She slipped a hand under her cloak, drawing something gleaming. A dagger. The blade shimmered faintly in the light, a silver curve ending in a moonstone pommel. The air around it hummed with cold intent. Celeste’s blood ran cold. “Where did you...” Blair lunged. Celeste barely dodged the first strike, the dagger grazing her shoulder. She hit back, grabbing Blair’s wrist, forcing her backward toward the stairs. They struggled, boots slipping on shattered glass. The dagger flashed again, high, low, then high again.

“M-Master?” Dagger took a step forward, muting the flares of warning from the predator before her. Her frenzied mind turned black and white as her feet staggered forward into the whirlpool of cataclysm. Three steps… Five steps… And by the ninth step, Dagger crushed to the far end part of the arena when a thwack of crimson aura whipped her out of the way. A frail body of a child pinned to the arena’s wall together with the wounded and the corpses. Waves after waves of reddened force kept them pinned on the crumbling walls.

Sage said just the last minute when Kyra held the dagger in her other hand and aimed it directly at his face. Sage didn’t shut his eyes and he just stared at the sharp tip of the knife that was so close to his eyes. It was after two seconds had passed that he wondered why she had stopped and he moved his eyes to look at her. He saw the color of her eyes return back to original and he saw her hands trembling as she now stood up and threw the knife aside.

It then took him about few seconds to realize that Lilith was purple head. “No!” He declared after understanding. “I will just put it that we have an unfinished business and I need her back home to fulfill her own end of a deal we made” he smiled slightly. “Oh ok then” Thygas nodded. “Good reason, very good reason actually but like I said earlier, I am not letting them leave Gorgor today” he stretched out his hands and two fine daggers with his world’s symbol inscribed on their blades appeared on his both palms. He played with the daggers a bit as they were still in this palms and then held them in a fighting grip before raising his head to look at them again.

The silence in the room was thick with tension as Stella and I stared at each other. The red dagger in her hand caught the moonlight streaming through the tall windows, its poisoned blade gleaming like a deadly jewel. But I wasn't afraid. If anything, I was impressed. "You are very privileged," I said softly, my voice calm despite the weapon pointed at my heart, "to even point a dagger at me and not get attacked in return." Her green eyes flickered with something that might have been surprise, but her grip on the weapon remained steady.

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.

“This is going to get bloody.” Tate lunged, slashing vertically with both daggers. Danial sidestepped, narrowly avoiding the strike, and countered with a powerful punch aimed at Tate’s midsection. Tate twisted away, slashing downward with both blades. Danial crossed his arms to block, the daggers clanging against his bronze forearms. The sound reverberated through the arena. Tate’s eyes widened. “Impossible. These daggers can pierce steel!” Danial smirked. “Looks like they’ll need an upgrade.”

she added, and almost immediately, the world seemed to shift around us. The air changed. My senses sharpened, Verya’s eyes narrowed, and a smirk played on her lips. My own lips curved into a frown. And then it happened. Four daggers flew through the air. Verya tilted her head just in time, dodging one effortlessly, before moving toward Lora, who had frozen in place. She pulled Lora into her arms as another dagger flew toward her neck, narrowly missing. I reacted instantly too, leaping back as if the world had slowed. A dagger sliced beneath my chin, and I twisted mid-air, landing with precision and moving toward Theila. I kicked away a dagger aimed at her, eyes scanning the crowd, narrowing

Damon frowns, lifting his angry, shocked eyes to me, “Did anyone—” I decide I heard enough and I pull out the dagger before I press the metal through his heart.