Staring Daggers Novels & Stories

🎩 IMMORTAL ACADEMY 👑 {Melting His Icy Heart} Written by Sylvia Adaobi Peter ⚠️❌ DO NOT COPY OR REPOST ⚠️❌ Episode 56 "Master! You have to come with me!" Dagger said as he stormed into the temple. He stared at Tabitha on the floor, wondering what happened. Craig quickly hid his face, knowing he couldn't let anyone see the tears in his eyes. "Go on. I'm behind you." He replied so coldly and Dagger quickly left.

he murmured and leaned in to sniff her. Kristen flinched and recoiled, her stomach twisting in fear. He chuckled darkly. “This is my hood, sweetheart. They call me Dagger.” Kristen’s breath came in short, panicked gasps as she took a step back, but there was nowhere to run. The men closed in on her, their shadows looming. “Let’s get it done right here,” Dagger said, and he gestured to his men, and in an instant, their rough hands grabbed her arms and held her in place.

“Break their legs love!” The pack members each turned their back against them and decided to focus on the upcoming spar. They took their positions on different sides of the spacious land and started sparring against one another, Zane who picked one of the elite warriors second to Luke Lilac stood before the man. “Begin!” In this type of spar, there is only one thing to do for you to win, and that is to corner your opponent and last longer, If your opponent loses, the one nearest to you who also won will be your next target, and so on…

I have this rage slowly rising inside me like lava inside a volcano. I feel Ishtar step behind me as I slowly stand up. With maintain eye contact with him, I reach for the dagger tucked in my hair bun. I feel Ishtar getting ready to attack me as I pull the dagger out from my bun and let the hair drop over my shoulders like a black curtain.

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.

Pushing my face into his, I hissed, “You think I don’t know that? You think I like sitting here waiting for the next dealer to go down?” He stared at me with his dead eyes but said nothing that I needed to hear. “Goddammit!” I wrenched myself away from him and began to pace. My fingers turned to claws as they raked through my hair. Could this day seriously get any fucking worse? “I have a guy we can use,” Dagger said in a low voice. “He’ll find out what’s going on, then dispose of the culprits discreetly.”

THANE My eyes locked on Riley, and I sprinted toward her with every ounce of strength I had left. Then I spotted Bella—her hand raised, a dagger in her grip. No one had noticed her until the blade was in the air. Everything seemed to slow as I watched in horror. The dagger struck its mark before I could get to her, embedding itself deep in Riley's chest. It pierced through her heart, the blade tip jutting out. Riley staggered, her eyes wide with shock, and my breath caught in my throat.

“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.”

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.

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.