Yandere Knife Novels & Stories

Before he could withdraw the knife to strike again, Xoan entered the room, grabbed a plate from the table, and viciously hurled it at Yadier. "Gah!" The plate struck Yadier's eyes. He cried out and clutched his face, his dagger flung to the side. Xoan rushed to help Yaslyn to a nearby chair, though his gesture lacked gentleness and carried a hint of spite. Yaslyn quickly deduced why Xoan was this callous. Was he really upset just because she dined with someone else? How petty! Instead of immediately leaving with Yaslyn, Xoan picked up the fallen dagger and slowly approached the whimpering Yadier.

"Someone took videos of you when you damn rammed her head into the f sucking damn table!" I yelled. Then something shifted in me and I realized that I hadn't gotten mad or raised my voice over anything for the longest time I could remember but for Vine, I was going crazy. But that was by the way. I hunted closer to her and her eyes darted fearfully, till she was backed up against the wall, with nowhere to escape. Her chest rose and fell on labored breaths as I brought out my shiny metal knife. Slowly, I examined the knife, then the holder which was engraved with symbols of Vipers.

I stared at the knife he had given to me and wondered if I would get the chance to use it. I stared at the long gown I was wearing and wished I had changed into much better clothes. I quickly had an idea, held one part of the gown and tore it round so the length was now at my knees. I looked up and noticed that just four lycans were fighting Anders now and they seemed to be really skilled. Two succeeded in passing him by and were running towards me but Anders pushed the two by his side away and turned. He stabbed the warriors running towards me on their backs with his claws, making them fall flat on their faces when he pulled his claws off their bodies.

He blocked my attacks before laughing. “Isn't this fun?!” He yelled as he threw a knife at my way. “The three of us, finally together again, right Damien?” Tumatawang tawag niya kay Knythe. Knythe grunted as he dodged Valencia. I gritted my teeth, “whatever we had before is long gone, Yvan.” Puno ng inis na usal ko. Bumwelo ako bago siya sugurin. I swung my katana and pierced it through his left arm. My blade sliced through his flesh. Sa paglapat ng aking mga paa sa sahig ay ang siyang pagbagsak ng katawan niya. His arm rolled over the floor as he shrieked in pain. I left him there to bleed.

Alphas can’t die. As if reading my thoughts, she smiled and this time it was more than a usual I-know-what you’re- thinking- smile. She showed her white teeth and make a ‘tusk’ sound and put her hand behind her back only to reveal a magnificent knife blade. My eyes widened knowing what it was. the blade of Zydus. The weapon to kill alphas. The very weapon who claimed the life of alpha Andrew and probably if the rumours are true, Derek's’ too.

“Are you forgetting I’m a werewolf? It will heal as soon it cuts unless it’s laced with silver. Or is it?” The goddess chuckled. “It’s not laced with silver but it’s not a normal knife either.” And now, Angela was curious. “What exactly is that thing?” she asked, pointing at the knife. The goddess chuckled again. “This”, she said and pointed the knife at Angela. “Is a knife laced with magic and a little bit of the Afanc’s venom and can be used to kill any supernatural.” Angela’s eyes went wide. “And you’re asking me to cut myself with it?”

‘Would you like to find out? Maybe I’ll do the same thing to you that I did to her,’ he said while pulling something out from behind his back, ‘or perhaps you deserve something worse.’ My eyes rounded as I locked onto the same dagger that Luna Yurena used on me the night of the masquerade ball—the beautifully designed silver dagger with wolfsbane embedded in the blade. A perfect weapon to use against a werewolf, especially one who hadn’t reached full access to their wolf yet.

Zayn lowered his eyes to the thing in between his fingers and explained, “This pen knife was made out of silver and dipped in Growsbane. You should know that it is more than enough to take away your life if I desire it.” “Won't that be a good thing, Zayn?” Kodiak ran his hand through his slick brown hair as if he were unleashing all his pent-up frustration on it. “I thought she would return to her pack or go into the Iron Crest pack when she left me but she isn't there. I don't know where she is...and it's driving me crazy not knowing if she is in danger!”

He stepped inside the demon’s swing, pivoted sharply— And drove his blade upward beneath the general’s armor. The steel stopped just short of Kharvek’s throat. Silence fell instantly. The duel was over. Kharvek froze. Adrian held the blade steady. “Yield,” Adrian said quietly. The demon’s jaw tightened. But he finally lowered his weapon. “I yield.” Adrian stepped back. The court erupted again—some cheering, others murmuring in disbelief. High above them, Vaelreth stood slowly from his throne.

He shook his head, and smiling, she looked at me, removing the knife from his cock before extending it to me “would you like to do the honor, or…?” “I think that I would leave this one up to you” I said, looking down at the rearranged man. His eyes were fixed on mine for a second, and crossing my arms over my chest, I looked at my mate just as she slit the man’s throat. She used his shirt to clean the knife, and checking his pockets, she nodded when she found a few guns, bullets, and silencers. “I must say, I would fear your mate if I were you, Leonardo” Dante said, making Anastasia laugh. She shrugged her shoulders, and threw a gun to Dante and another to Leonardo.