Novel & Cerita Stares Daggers

With her hateful and evil eyes, she yelled, "Die!" Her dagger was aimed at Darryl's heart. 'I'm finished!' Darryl did not have the chance to avoid it. He was desperate when Granny Rafflesia tried to stab him.

I shrugged my shoulder. "Kind of, it's not bad if I am scared, I love Adrian and I don't want to lose him," "Now, stance." She moved back, circling me like a predator sizing up its prey. "Keep your feet apart, knees slightly bent. You need to stay light on your feet. Daggers are close-range weapons, so your movement is key. If you're rooted in place, you’re vulnerable."

From down the mountain, the thundering sound of wolf paws gets closer and closer, but it still sounds so far away. I look back at Dagger and notice glimmers of light reflecting in my peripheral vision. I flick my eyes into the distance behind him, three wolves are silently stalking Dagger in a triangular formation. Two large dark brown wolves and a giant white wolf in the center with one green eye. Saint! My heart leaps at the sight of him. Saint and the other two wolves are downwind. Dagger doesn’t seem to notice, I have to keep distracting him before he catches his stalkers’ scents. I just need to give them enough time so they can get close enough to catch him. “Ryan please, come on, just

“Please, Darius. I-” “It’s Alpha!!” All our heads snap to the stairs to identify the owner of the voice who just shouted. I knew exactly who it was without looking. My warrior goddess. Our eyes connect as she storms down the stairs. Her eyes are like lasers burning holes into Mara’s skull. I can’t help but smile at her caged fury. I have missed her. Daya kneels so her eyes are even with Mara’s. She puts a silver blade to Mara’s neck; I never saw her grab it from the table.

she spits, voice dripping venom. ‎I reach for my weapon but before I can move, pain explodes through my side. ‎ ‎I freeze. ‎ ‎A dagger, small, sharp and burning, is buried deep in my ribs. ‎ ‎My breath hitches as I turn my head. ‎ ‎Calistra stands behind me, eyes cold and empty, her hand still gripping the hilt. ‎ ‎“I’ve always dreamed of this,” she whispers, her tone cynical. ‎ ‎Anita’s laughter echoes around us, cruel and triumphant.

"This is all your fault!" A shrill voice shattered the peace of my studio. Delia stormed in like a madwoman, a gleaming silver dagger in her hand. "You ruined everything!" Her eyes were wild with hatred. "I'm going to kill you!" The silver dagger flew straight for my heart. Before I could react, a figure moved in front of me. A strangled cry tore from Damon’s throat. The dagger was buried deep in his arm. Black blood gushed out.

I said quietly. Raven grunted and shook her head. “He’ll be fine—he’s just in excruciating pain. But Stacy… she might die.” “What?” I asked, shocked. “She’s trying to burn off the mark. If she goes through with it, it could kill her,” Raven said grimly. Without another word, Alpha Roman, Luna May, and I raced out of the hospital and back to the pack house. We ran straight into Xavier’s room. There, we found Stacy clutching a silver dagger, the blade red-hot. Her eyes were bloodshot and swollen from crying. Her hand—gripping the weapon—was turning a sickening shade of purple and black.

She continues to swing, her eyes locked on me, and I continue to dodge. In one swift movement, I deliver a powerful kick to her lower jaw. She flies backwards, landing hard on the ground. She lies there, dazed, and I move in to finish her off. But before I can deliver the final blow, she disappears in a puff of smoke. Suddenly, I feel a sharp pain in my back, and I cry out in agony. I turn to see her standing behind me, her daggers buried in my flesh. I roar in fury, my anger taking over. I stagger away from her, the pain of her daggers burning through my body. She stands there, smiling down at me, and she says, "You feel the sting of my daggers, don't you? They are sharp, but not the kind y

He slowly raised the dagger. "Don't!" Blake's face turned pale, and her voice was trembling. However, Sean didn't hesitate at all. Under Blake's horrified gaze, he aimed the dagger at his chest and stabbed it in…