All this cloak and dagger thinking wasn't accomplishing anything.
She rushed forward, screaming when Talon's dagger fell twice, thrice, five times.
He was getting tired of all this cloak-and dagger nonsense.
Sheathing his dagger, he issued a sharp order to the girl.
Gabe drew sword and dagger and unleashed on the half-demon, whose demon magic and quick reflexes responded with power that'd overwhelm anyone but Death himself.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity lost in his fury, a dagger sliced his forearm.
He withdrew a dagger he.d purposely buried there, never intending to follow in the footsteps of Andre.s enforcer role.
It was the dagger used to kill Rhyn.s mother, and the same one Andre would.ve used to kill Sasha for breaking his sacred oaths and trying to kill his brothers.
He tucked the dagger into his belt and shoved Rhyn out of his way as he exited the closet.
The top opened of its own volition, revealing an aged stone dagger with dulled edges and a chipped stone hilt.
She held it with two hands and retreated to the fountain, unable to shake the instinct that said the dagger on the fountain was the same.
She looked at the stone dagger and then at the fountain uneasily.
So why the cloak and dagger stuff?
She grimaced and took them. Gabriel peeled off his heavy jacket as she chewed and watched him. His hands absently traveled over all the places on his body where weapons were hidden and he pulled free a dagger with a jagged edge.
Only when he reached Gabe did he return to his Immortal form. The death-dealer's clothing was tattered from demon strikes, his body smelling of blood sure to incense the creatures he fought. Despite this, the assassin's speed and strikes didn't falter. Each was sure and powerful. Rhyn maneuvered until his back was to Gabe's, and he reached back to snatch the knife Gabe kept strapped to one thigh. While Gabe showed no sign of slowing, Rhyn could feel the wound Kris inflicted slowing his movements. At least Kris hadn't stabbed him with the enforcer dagger, or Rhyn would be dead.
Rhyn gripped and released the dagger, struggling between the tiny voice that reminded him of his promise to Katie and the vision before him. If he took back his mate and child, there would be nowhere safe for them to go. But he didn't want to live eternity without her.
She pulled out a rusted dagger and the best pair of boots she had.
With effort, she forced herself up and threw a dagger in the direction of the Other.
Jenn whipped out a dagger, but he knocked it away.
He buried a dagger in the gullet of the remaining man and darted forward.
The blade of the dagger snapped in two.
The flash of metal drew her attention, and she raised her eyes as he trailed the dagger down his forearm.
I could see, absolutely see, the dagger and Lady Macbeth's little white hand--the dreadful stain was as real to me as to the grief-stricken queen.
Daniel galloped up silently, holding a naked dagger in his left hand and thrashing the laboring sides of his chestnut horse with his whip as if it were a flail.
When they had finished their song the girl in white went up to the prompter's box and a man with tight silk trousers over his stout legs, and holding a plume and a dagger, went up to her and began singing, waving his arms about.
"No matter, dagger will do," he said to himself, though when planning his design he had more than once come to the conclusion that the chief mistake made by the student in 1809 had been to try to kill Napoleon with a dagger.