Staring Daggers Novels & Stories

I tried to communicate with my eyes but Darius’ eyes were fixed on Rowan, their depths filled with murder and hate. "You will fucking regret this, Rowan," Darius growled, his jaw clenched. "Put all your weapons on the ground and slid them to me," Rowan said. "Slowly." Darius finally looked at me, and I tried to shake my head, telling him with my eyes not to. Darius’ jaw worked before he took out two guns and placed them on the ground slowly before he slid them to Rowan. The guns stopped at my feet. He took out five daggers from his shirt, pants, and boots, sliding them all to Rowan.

BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.

Ītzpāpālōtl screeches, flailing in fury. Closer now. Almost close enough. Arya looks at me. “One!” We draw our diamond daggers. “Two!” We edge forward, preparing to leap. “Three!” We launch ourselves at her back, blades in hand. The wings cut us the second we touch them, even through the cloth—shredding skin, slicing muscle. But we hold on. We have to. She thrashes, trying to shake us loose, and our blades drive deeper with each movement.

12 years ago Third person POV Alejandro had just returned from his late nights at work again and she had decided that she had had enough, the whistling kettle on the stove was loud enough to raise the dead, but all she could focus on,…… all she could remember, was those glowing green eyes, his eyes, the eyes of a monster. She finally turned off the stove and reached for the blowtorch she had kept hidden in one of the kitchen drawers, he’d tried to explain, she had pretended to understand, but what she had seen was against everything she had ever believed was possible. if he was exhausted as she’d gambled he’d be, then she should succeed. She had already sent the children to their aunt “for a

All My Love, Daniel, aka, Dad She couldn't fight the tears that escaped her eyes as she folded the letter back up, folding it in half so that she could tuck it into her bra. Perhaps she should burn it, she thought, but even still, she couldn't do that here. No, she would need to keep it close until she had the necessary time to dispose of it properly. She lifted the lid of the velvet box to see the daggers that he had spoke of. Completely silver with gemstones embedded into the handles. She recognized the gems aligned on the top & bottom of the handle as Sapphires, along with some moonstones throughout, but she had no clue what the others were. Enchanted silver daggers. She closed the black

In rare cases, Magic. The kingdom of Sargas was secured. Now it was her turn to win the war, to strike back the revenge her kingdom owned to Antares for a long time. “Your highness, the sniper spots the cavalry marching in from the notches,” Jasper yelled from behind her. Atarah unhooked the golden bird pin and let her cape fall on the muddy ground. She held her right arm straight up, so that it was visible to everyone, her hand balled up in a fist. Behind her, a soldier placed the metallic battle horn on his lips and blew heavily.

I take a lunge while trying to maintain as much stability as I can. "Are you ready?" Arthur declares. He raises his gun into the clear sky and points it at the hurricane's eye. “Set.” He grins. The gun then fires.

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.

With a heavy heart and trembling hands, Dante launched himself at Cassius, his fury exploding in a flurry of fangs and claws. I STOOD IN THE MIDDLE OF THE storm, my feet sinking into the rain-soaked ground as I focused on the target in front of me. Rain pelted my face, but I didn't flinch. I took a deep breath, my fingers wrapped around the hilt of my favorite silver dagger, and I let it fly. It soared through the stormy air, landing on the target with a satisfying thunk, just two rings away from the center. With a sigh, I trudged through the mud to retrieve my faithful blade.

The Morrigan smiled, “Ah, now these I can destroy for trespassing on the sacred grounds!” “Well, hello beautiful,” one said, smiling. “If you want to ‘take me’ I might just let you.” “That will be far less pleasant for you than you think.” Morrigan said with a grin, her silver dagger glinting. The men both glance at the dagger, apparently registering the danger before them, and raised their shotguns, their faces contorting.