Chainsaw Dog Novels & Stories

Damon warned. What are they talking about, pick a fight with whom, it was just us standing here in front of these high gates, “Pick a fight with whom? What are you—” Cutting me off was a high-pitched growl, shaking the chains on the gates, Slowly, I shifted my gaze from Damon, catching sight of an oversized black dog, emerging from the fire, blazing with flames himself. His eyes were glowing with gold, coated with black fur, the end of his tail was the head of a serpent, hissing every time he wags it.

His bloodshot eyes locked directly onto me, recognizing my silver-blonde hair from whatever target description Cassian had given him. He let out a terrifying snarl, his front paws digging into the ground as he launched his body through the air, jumping straight toward me with his massive jaws wide open.

Griogair gripped his dirk, wishing he had opted to ready his bow and arrow instead, but knowing it was too late to try. He’d have to hope for the best against the massive dog with nothing but his hands and a wee dirk. Just as the animal was about to crash through the bush directly in front of him a hare leaped from underneath it in a mad dash for its life. When the dog’s eyes and angle of attack shifted to follow the prey, Gair let loose with his dirk and it embedded in the hare’s neck, pinning the animal to the ground. The dog snarled but picked up the twitching hare. It looked towards the men, then at Gair and back again before finally deciding to take its catch to its master, as the beast

Their snarls reverberated through the air, and their teeth gleamed menacingly in the dim light of the field. The largest of the three dogs, a massive, muscular beast with gnashing jaws, lunged at Claus, teeth bared, aiming for his throat. Claus reacted with lightning speed, throwing himself to the ground just in time. The dog’s jaws snapped shut inches from Claus’s face, the hot, fetid breath of the animal washing over him.

"I'll give you ten seconds. Once the time is up, I'll kill them on the spot. Do you understand me?' Sasha, Shane, and Mindy instantly grew tense. They vigorously shook their heads at Woody. Woody bent down to pick up the military knife, examining it as he said, "This is Mad Dog's ATAK knife. Your equipment is rather impressive." He inspected the bottom of the knife and noticed a distinct wolf head emblem on it. He asked, "Are you all mercenaries? Do you belong to the Black Wolf, Blue Wolf, or Shadow Wolf?" "You're about to die soon. Why concern yourself with such trivial matters?" Kurt sneered.

“Is it because of your pride?” “No,” he whispered. “Because this is important to me.” “Why?” “Because I…” Chadwick stared at her. “I…to you, I…” “I?” “I…. a dog.” Adira tilted her head. A dog? Did Chadwick say that he is a dog? “You are what? A dog?” Chadwick gulped. Then using his eyes, he pointed the direction behind Adira. Slowly, Adira turned around. Then she saw a black American Pit Bull Terrier. The dog is wearing a red collar and chains, which means he accidentally got out from its owner’s gate.

To stop them from doing so, alI immediately find a way to speak and stop them. I took my hands off at his grip and then chuckled a little. "I'll go there alone. You should stay here…" He groaned and pulled me a little. "Aren't you going to defend me?" I chuckled lightly. "No." Ares' pouted his lips and then sneered. He went back to his chair as I strode towards the door. But before leaving entirely, I closed it a little but my head is still inside. "By the way, my dog's breed isn't Siberian husky, German Shepherd or a Golden Retriever. He's an American Pit Bull!"

What a limitation! "You bitch…” Lavana interrupted him, "Chase, I'm no bitch. It's that female dog with rabies you mated that's one, and another thing, your mum's included in this list too,” “You!” Chase's eyes turned red. With a smug face she spoke, ignoring his incensed look, "Plus, my darling mate didn't abandon me. He just doesn't want to be a hostage." "She's right!" Phoenix hollered from where he stood, "Also, I'm just an Alpha wolf, I can't possibly beat you, Chase,”

But the man neglect her cries, and settled on what she feared the most— a saw. [Fun Fact: A chainsaw (or chain saw[1]) is a portable gasoline-, electric-, or battery-powered saw that cuts with a set of teeth attached to a rotating chain driven along a guide bar. It is used in activities such as tree felling, liming, bucking, pruning, cutting firebreaks in wild land fire suppression, and harvesting of firewood. Chainsaws with specially designed bar-and-chain combinations have been developed as tools for use in chainsaw art and chainsaw mills. Specialized chainsaws are used for cutting concrete during construction developments (Wiki, 1997)]

Seconds later, Cassandra stands to her feet, holding something against her chest. A small, hairy something. I step towards her to get a better look and as the floor beneath me creaks, two small beady eyes turn and face me. It's a small, male dog. Not a Chihuahua, but about the same size. He has a white flowing coat of hair that looks fine and feels silky to the touch as I stroke my hand over his tiny body. His butterfly-like ears are fringed with silver-colored hair that extends without interruption from the ears over both of his eyes. He cowers and buries his head in the crook of Cassandra's arm.