Carnage Deku Novels & Stories

DOMINUS MARUTO If those shit-faced twins hadn’t interrupted the blood ritual, it would have been completed before Deklan stormed in to snatch Cedar. Their roar had triggered something in her, provoking her inner strength to slip free. That's why I made a last minute decision to accomplish my mission by another means.

We crest the ridge to see copious amounts of Senko's soldiers laying waste to the large werecats. At the front, fighting the beasts is a werecat larger than any I had ever seen, and a shade of deep crimson. He plows through the beasts; his tactile moves are unmatched. Making Senko's beasts that scared me look like nothing but chew toys for the large cat. His strength and size have Duke admiring him for a moment until we push our paws faster. *Mike, hang back.* Kellen sends a command through the link. Duke is fast to withdraw his race to join the fight. But me not so much.

The putrid smell of death hung in the air because of those wretched creatures. We had decided to celebrate Karica’s elevation to her Luna status but the attack had delayed and destroyed all our plans. Aegir brought the car and stepped outside. His eyes were reluctant as if he wanted to say something but seeing my stern expression he remained quiet. Karica arrived soon after, dressed in a long violet fur coat and white pants. He quickly opened the back door for her and she settled inside. I climbed in from the other side. Aegir took the driver’s seat and started the car. It slowly came to life and soon we left our pack. Our pack symbol stood tall and proud on our flag as it diminished behind

“We need to move.” Just as he was about to retort, something jumped over them. Aluxious snarled as he caught the night creeper in his clawed hand. “You’re hiding something.” His voice grew animalistic as his beast surfaced. He crushed the creature’s skull. “I shouldn’t feel your emotions. But I do.” He caught another creature and plunged his claws deep, pulling out his innards. Reyna sliced a creature twisting her upper torso she sliced off a creature’s limb before plunging her sword into its belly. Her wild blue gaze met his as she dragged the blade upward to the creature’s neck, mutilating him.

'' ''But -- but my fangs came out'' I said then blushed furiously, even as I was mad at myself for being embarrassed. He nodded. ''Yes, your fangs--'' then he shook his head. ''No let's not keep up the pretence about innocence okay, you don't have to keep faking that blush.'' he said and I nodded. how the hell did someone fake a blush? ''Your fangs came out yes,'' he said frowning slightly. ''But that's as far as you can get. Now back to the question I asked, before I change my mind and kill you right here. How many of you are in this school?''

Blood coats my knuckles, the sight of it almost as sobering as the feel of his bones breaking beneath my fists. And then, in one final act, driven by the deep-seated anger, I reach into Cezar’s chest, my claws sinking deep, and with a ruthless tug, I pull out his heart. The blood rushes to my head as I watch the life leaving his eyes, but I still feel hungry for vengeance. I listen as Orion swallows hard, his voice barely a whisper. “Nero... what did you see?”

She doesn't want to die now, no, she still have something to do, and she knows that if she'll be erased from this world, her soul wont be put in peace. But the death she was waiting for didn't come. Her forehead creased as she slowly opened her eyes. The guy in front of her had his eyes wide open. She didn't understand why the guy seemed frozen. She was about to speak when a blood escaped from his mouth. Her eyes grew bigger when the guy started coughing, spitting more flood of red liquid. The guy eventually lost his balance and fell on her arms. She scanned the guy's back and was surprised when she saw a knife burried on his back. She looked up only to regret it. It's her again. Player 7.

Two kiss-crosses underneath it with a smiley face and the name ‘Cara’. Paid. Love heart. Kisses. Cara. Maya’s thumb rubs over the ink. It smudges slightly. Real. Concrete. Not a feeling. Not a suspicion. Not a vague sense that something is off. A place. A transaction. A choice. Dex stood somewhere that still functions—barely, illegally, temporarily—and he bought food. He did not bring most of it back. He did not tell her. He let her ration. He let her count. He let her believe they were running out.

Carmen nodded but before she moved, she reached out and covered Ann with a white cloth. She might not have died the death of a warrior but she should be buried like one. The white shawl on her face was covered just like a glorified warrior. “Let's go.” Carmen said after she was done. Silver cloaked us in his aura, and dragged us into the room. The suffocating battle that seemed like it obliterated us into our atomic particles just minutes ago now felt like nothing. Clash after clash was so visible in my eyes. The way Lana responded to each defense by Logan was just …something else.

Just at that moment when they fully crashed against another pack of zombies, the car was heavily damaged and took a huge hit at the front resulting to the car engine being destroyed by the impact. “Tsk.” Stanley angrily punched the steering wheel and immediately took off his seat belt. Byul held his head, dizzy and as the blood flowed into his eyes. He quickly recover his sense and held the gun tight in his hand. The growling and scratching immediately reached his ears and it hasn’t been long till the zombies were already banging on every side of the car, impatiently clawing the glass to have their meal. Stanley took possession of the gun and looked at Byul with a meaningful glance. Byul cle