Chainsaw Dog Novels & Stories

He was going to make me snuff out the last light in my world with my own hands. "What? Cat got your tongue?" Bianca taunted. "Looks like Damon's 'creation' isn't so obedient after all." I took a deep breath, swallowed my tears, and smiled. I looked at Damon through the screen. "Fine," I said, my voice even. "As you wish." With Bianca’s triumphant gaze and Damon’s cold stare watching me, I picked up a palette knife. A tool meant for creation, now an executioner's blade. I slashed the blade across my mother's face.

My wounds were stinging badly and I sobbed on the grass where he had left me. I could see he was mad. Really mad and he wanted to vent his anger on some unfortunate person who just happened to be me. He dumped a bag close to my head and I craned my neck to see what he was doing. In the bag, he produced items that made me cringe. A leather whip, a bow and a quiver full of arrows, a gun, a catapult, rope, duct tape and bullets. Don't forget his trusted knife.

I suggested as if the dog understood me. Picking up the chain, I guided the dog out of the bushes. It seemed to move a bit unsteadily but was eager to step out into the moonlight, allowing me to see the small piece of rope which held two chain links together around the hound. “Ah, at least it’s not a lock,” I said cheerily, reaching into my boot to retrieve my small dagger. The dog growled menacingly at me as it noticed the blade and I frowned at it.

Cassian growled against my mouth, his breathing turning ragged as he picked up his pace, driving into my depths with unfiltered power. "YOU!" I shouted at the top of my lungs, completely surrendering my body, my mind, and my future to his control. "I BELONG TO YOU! I was born to be your dog!" Without slowing his relentless rhythm, Cassian buried his face into the crook of my neck. He opened his mouth and bit down sharply on the sensitive skin right above my collarbone. He sank his teeth deep into my flesh on the left side, making me cry out in a mix of sharp pain and blinding arousal, before shifting to the right side and biting down just as hard. He held the bite until he felt the skin brui

The creature, still resisting Shandra's assault, retaliates with a quick movement of its jaws, biting the warrior's leg. The pain is excruciating, but Shandra doesn't give up. She takes advantage of her proximity to the creature and uses her sword to slash at the Dog's mouth, eliciting a roar of pain and fury. The air around them becomes dense and oppressive, and Shandra realizes that the malevolent energy emanating from the Three-Headed Dog is intensifying. She knows she needs to end this battle as quickly as possible. With one final surge of energy, Shandra focuses all her power into the sword and delivers a final blow. The blade cuts with precision and strength, separating the last head f

Everyone froze and listened to see if they heard it again. "Shit!" Caine whispered as he recognized the person that they could now see. He was walking his dog through the woods. It was the boy's father whose car he had stolen a week before. The man suddenly noticed them too. They all froze, even the dog. Everyone quickly noticed that it was no small dog... He was huge and sleek and as black as night. He looked like he could swallow a whole human head in one bite.

“No, no, no! Damn you bitch! Die already!” “Tonya, stop this,” Zephyra told her, though she knew Tonya wouldn’t listen. “Don’t tell me what to do, you freak. Rhys. Jaxie. Attack! Now!” The dogs whined, getting up sluggishly, but ran towards Zephyra as they’d been commanded to. One of them came snapping at her. She struck out and punched it on the nose. As soon as her fist connected with the dog, it burst into flames. Zephyra’s jaw dropped. Whatever she had been expecting, it wasn’t anywhere near it. The beast howled in agony and ran back to the other one.

He looked down. Standing there, facing him, was a big German Shepherd. Before Stephan could react, the Dog suddenly lunged, landing with all fours on Stephan’s chest, and sinking its sharp fangs into Stephan's throat. The animal was much faster than Stephan had anticipated, and Stephan screamed out in pain, as the sharp fangs cut into his throat, sending blood everywhere The Dog would not let go. Stephan grabbed and pulled, trying to extract it, but no matter which way he tugged, it simply refused to open its jaws. Blood sprayed everywhere, as the pain grew deeper and deeper for Stephan.

He licked his lips, his black tongue standing out in the harshness of the white snow. "Yeah, buddy, it's me." I approached slowly, my claws sliding into place. The smell of burned nuts surrounded me when the little fucker attacked. He grabbed one of the logs that hadn't been cut yet with his bare hand and threw it at me. I dodged out of the way, the wood smashing into the ground and smashing on impact. But I didn't hesitate, I slipped around the hurled debris and snatched him up by his throat. "Javier," he growled, his eyes completely black with tints of red.

His neck wasn’t covered by the leather armor, so one bite from the creature and he’d be gone. Jumping back onto his feet, Samoa quickly brandished his sword to his left without any hesitation. *Bang* Followed by a whelp of pain, the Red-nosed Dog which was trying to take advantage of the situation was sent flying towards Rash Tiger. It had a large cut on its side, and it was bleeding profusely. Seeing the creature flying towards him, Rash Tiger who had just crushed the head of a Middle Class Magical Beast, smiled coldly. He reached out for the dog which was looking at him fearfully and simply twisted its neck even before it could fall back onto the ground.