Two Time Dagger Forsaken Novels & Stories

Fear. But today is different. Today, I’m dressed in silk instead of a white hospital gown. Today, my name is on a guest list I never thought I’d see again. The Luna Festival. My final obligation before I disappear for good. They say the goddess watches us on this night. I hope she sees me. I hope she knows… I tried. The Luna Festival is an annual celebration. A different pack hosts it each year, and tradition says no wolf can miss it more than seven times.

I signed without hesitation, then threw the pen onto the marble table. Before leaving, I looked back at them. My voice was calm, almost cruel. "Would you regret it if the child you're about to kill is the true heir of the Hurst family, while the one Kate is carrying is the bastard?" "Shut up!" my adoptive father, Darius Kleimann, roared. "Get in the car!" In the private clinic in Molhatt, the masked doctor tried to calm me. "Try to relax, Mrs. Hurst."

“You think this matters? You’re already dead. You just don’t know it yet.” I squatted low. “Then educate me.” He laughed, a weak, broken thing. “You think this fortress is your weapon. It’s your tomb.” I slammed his head against the floor. “Wrong answer.” Jared didn’t flinch. Damon stood behind him, eyes burning. “She’s right,” Damon growled. “We were never meant to survive this.” I turned slowly. “Speak plainly.” He met my gaze. “There’s more. We didn’t just find spies. We found sigils carved into the inner foundations. Old runes. Blood runes. The kind that summon the Forsaken.”

He opened the journal to the first page, revealing a symbol Serena hadn’t seen in years—a wolf’s eye crossed with a dagger. Her blood ran cold. “That’s the mark of the Forsaken.” “Looks like they’re back,” Elias said grimly. Theron stepped beside her, his voice laced with warning. “If they’ve returned, they’re not just hunting anymore. They’re declaring war.” Serena’s spine straightened, her eyes hardening like steel. “Then we prepare.”

I rose, the air in the lounge turning tense as I crossed to an empty seat in the corner. I had just sat when one of my friends whispered, “To your left—that’s Ethan.” Ethan Blackwood. Heir to the Blackwood Pack. The prodigy who completed Alpha training by twenty and seized control of his pack with ruthless precision. Cold. Unforgiving. Notorious for never letting anyone within arm’s reach. And I had just stepped into his space. Across the room, Caleb’s low chuckle carried, smug, waiting for me to be thrown out. I started to rise, careful, body bent forward— when the wolf beside me opened his eyes.

"Phew! That was close! Good thing it wasn't one of the other two zones. Otherwise, we'd probably be building a grave for you right now. Ugh, I can't believe I underestimated you like this! "I just assumed that with your current strength, you wouldn't even think about approaching the Three Forbidden Lands anytime soon. I wanted to gather more information before seeking you out, but thankfully, nothing bad happened." Upon seeing her visibly shaken expression, Felix couldn't help but laugh nervously. "Well, I did get something from Echo Cavern. It's a dagger called Lumen. It's already bonded to my soul. But I can only vaguely sense its presence. I don't know how to control it or use it properly

The group tensed, their senses on high alert. From the shadows, a figure emerged. It was another Forsaken, its grotesque form twisted and massive. Its glowing red eyes locked onto Nicola, and a chilling snarl escaped its maw. “Get back!” Damien barked, stepping in front of Nicola. The Forsaken lunged, its claws slicing through the air. The triplets and Cedric moved in unison, their attacks coordinated and precise. Lucas stood beside Nicola, his body tense. “That thing isn’t here by accident,” he said. “It’s drawn to whatever’s in that vial.”

A cursed Relic stolen from Silvermoon’s old ruins. The Moonfang blade. A dagger forged with forbidden magic, made to weaken an Alpha’s bond with its pack, causing inner caos and mental erosion. ——— Marisa walked past the guards in her designer heels and artificial charm. Servants came in behind her with boxes, dolls,puzzles,and candies. These things she brought with hidden enchantments designed to charm and Manipulate. Damian was coming down the stairs he was seething. He approached Marisa with anger all over him. She didn’t tell him she was coming today.

If Kael wants war, I’ll give him one that carves itself into eternity. The floor trembles as the vault doors groan open. Light spills out, blinding, holy, savage. They drag them forth—the first of the Dawnforged. Massive constructs, towering like mountains, their frames pulsing with molten veins of pure radiance. Each one a furnace of annihilation wrapped in armor older than language. I step toward them, and the air hums in worship. My sigils blaze. My voice rises like a storm about to split the world.

“I’ve always been wicked, and so shall it forever be. You both should fuck. I hate you most and I wished you can disappear forever because the thought of crossing paths with you once I get here pissed me off and knowing I can’t avoid you makes me stay away from a while, but I can’t do that forever. I’ve always hated you and nothing can change it.” “We’re sorry, our lady. Please forgive us. Please.” They begged, rubbing their palms. “Only death can make me forgive you. If you want my forgiveness, then die. Kill yourself. Okay?” She stated. “We’re sorry, our lady.” The guy pleaded because they couldn’t agree to her condition. It’s been years since she has been saying that, and she vowed that c