Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Eighteen
“you put that dagger away and i'll let you treat me however you want, girl! otherwise i'm getting' my spear, ya cheater!" “if you're going to be indignant…" mirelle spun her dagger around her hand, then slipped into its sheath.
"The Bone Amulet" - A School Days Halloween Story
He said as he sheathed his dagger. "he must have seen me pull my dagger, and used a smoke bomb to cover his escape. it was just a nasty prank gone wrong. really. we're fine. no one will hurt you, while i'm near you." "a prank? no! it was real, hans!
Ander - Part 3: Subchapter 29
He twisted her arm and she gasped out loud, a warm puff of breath against his cheek, and she dropped the dagger.
"Daggers of Darkness, Book 4: An Unexpected Discovery", Prologue
#1 of daggers of darkness #4: an unexpected discovery here's the prologue for the fourth book of my sci-fi adventure series, "daggers of darkness, book 4, an unexpected discovery".
A Biography of a Human: "Inner Turmoil"
I jumped back dropping the dagger which hit the carpeted floor with a muffled thud.
Blood on Ice - Chapter Four
The sheathed daggers are on a belt, but i have only used small threads of rope to tie my pants up. midnight was no exception either as we both tried to figure out how to put on the daggers.
Random Dungeons and Dragons Inspired Story
She quickly reached for her waist, pulled out a dagger, and sent it flying at the monster. with a turnabout motion, the swordmage parried his enemy's dagger.
Ander - Part 2: Subchapter 29
It felt like her midriff was being stabbed by daggers, daggers that were on fire, flaming daggers that were also coated with poison, and those flaming daggers coated with poison were somehow also shooting miniature flaming poison-coated daggers inside her
Ander - Part 3: Subchapter 26
Ander ripped the dagger from his hand and the blood streamed from its tip in a crimson arc, splattering onto the ground in a long, curved line.
Shadow of the Father, Chapter One
"i could buy you that dagger." the mouse's ears flicked halfway back. "aw, don't waste your money on that," he said. "my dagger's fine. i only use it to pick locks anyway." "you're good with it.
Making things right P6
The last thing i remembered was a dagger sinking into my back, my father's voice, the fading light… my grip on the dagger loosened slightly as my thoughts swirled.
The Vanquisher Pt. 2
The dagger clean and back in its sheath, she approached the gunwale and planted her paws firmly on the wooden railing.