Yandere Knife Novels & Stories

Xavier nodded at him and took those knives. Dylan started to run and kill with two knives in his two hands, he was running forward and killing wolves with both of his hands. Those knives were silver knives, Skylar gave those to his four officials if they could not fight long because of tiredness. But she didn't give one to Dylan because Dylan was the True Blood. Dylan never thought that one day he would need those too.

Everyone was stunned by the scene before them. Xander had one hand gripping Darien's head, and the other hand held a knife near his throat. Meanwhile, Grace stood on the side, holding a small dagger against Darien's abdomen. "You said this knife was for cleaning my intestines. Why don't you try it first to see if it's sharp?"

Her smile was a knife. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” Yolanda’s claws slid out.

With the men holding her back from moving any further. Struggling to release herself, she kept cursing at the woman, who gave them the order to pull her away from there. While on the other side, the woman sat on the bed close to Andrea. In her hand was a pointed edge knife, the knife looks shiny like a newly purchased object. And the reflection of the sunlight falling on it makes it even more dangerous. Bending over slowly, she put the knife right under Andrea's throat with her hand moving forth and back gently, she made to slide open her wound.

My face had been set in a tight frown throughout the day and my already bad mood seemed to worsen. I glared at the girl subtly running her fingers on Henry's arm, and what exactly was the asshole doing. Laughing at whatever shit she was saying, the same shit I was sure wasn't even funny. “I've got a pocket knife if you'd like to stab her.” Lena said, handing me a knife. I glanced at her unamused. “Why do you have a knife?”

“This is not happening.” “Oh, it’s happening,” Kylan said with a grin, crossing his arms. His tattoos shifted with the movement, drawing my unwilling attention. “And you should thank us. You looked like you could use a decent meal.” “I don’t need anything from you,” I snapped, my face heating as I realized I was still holding the knife. Kieran raised an eyebrow. “Planning to use that, or are you just trying to make a point?” I looked down at the knife in my hand and quickly shoved it back into my bag. “Shut up.”

“Alright, I’ll investigate who Rika Shine is close to. You’ll be fine; Rachel will take care of you, okay?” I nodded, waiting for tomorrow to come. A place where the white-haired woman held a shining silver knife (how did I know that knife was silver?). She stabbed it into Frank’s back. I wanted to scream, but my throat was choked up.

“The knife to kill Zach.” The knife was small, but it was heavy, like a sword. Nevea observed it. The knife was golden, and calligraphy adorned its body. She stroked it, and the blade gleamed. “It recognizes you.” Kiara pointed at the knife using her chin. “That’s the only weapon to kill Zach.” Nevea put the knife behind her and stared at Kiara. “You think I can kill Zach?” “You can. He will make you kill him. Don’t worry about that.”

Now that I'm a piece of trash, you can go be with him! The senior he mentioned was Eugene Lane, a guy I'd met in my club at college. There was nothing between us—we probably wouldn't even have become acquainted if not for an exhibition my club had organized. Liam had always been the only man I had eyes for, after all. When I returned to my senses, Liam had already locked the door and approached me with a knife. His expression was as twisted and ruthless as it had been in my past life. I backed away, forced to retreat to the balcony.

However, it all seemed in vain. "Go away! I said get away from me!" shouted the woman again very loudly but the man in front of her did not want to move away an inch and instead got closer with the knife in her hand. Celine immediately sent a message to her lover and then only a scream was heard and the woman had fallen down in blood just like that. The woman's brown eyes are now slowly fading away. "Please help me..please.." ***