Chainsaw Man Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He is not one of his men, he could tell as he smelt differently. “This is not the night you two die,” He groaned deeply as he felt that he had seen a replacement for Sheila and Clara and without wasting time, he charged towards the man. He caught him by the neck and before the man could scream, he pierced his fang tooth on his neck and began to drain his blood hungrily. Chico groaned furiously as he felt disappointed again by Hamilton’s failure to kill Sheila and Clara, knowing that he would not harm them after consuming the blood of the man he had caught.

He whispered something into her ear as he swiped the dagger across her throat and let her fall limp to the floor. There was a blur of movement as Jax slammed himself into the man posing as Chase. I sent prayer after prayer to the heavens that Wendy was still alive. Please let them save her. Please let them save her. Liam went straight to Wendy carrying her hurriedly down the stairs. He returned to help Jax with the man pretending to be Chase. I saw Jax in one swift movement grab the man by his offending appendage and rip it off of the man's body and throw it so it landed in the main hall below the banister.

I'm going to kill your mate and everyone else while you watch. I see the pack house up ahead and can't help smiling. My smile falters a little when I get closer. I don't remember all of these people being here when I left. Who are they? I stop walking when I see Cassidy standing next to an enormous man. Oh shit, that’s Cruz. He was supposed to be one of my henchmen. It looks Cassidy has found her mate, and looking at the glowing coming from her eyes, she has her power. Well, this is just great. I'm not going to stop now, though. I will still get Sienna and Cassidy.

Recommend maintaining distance protocols. I flip forward. ‘The Harrison Crawford incident. Full feral manifestation. He tore through an armed unit of men like they were straw — gutted, dismembered, barely recognisable as human when he was done. Then he ripped Crawford's arm from the shoulder socket with his bare hands while the man was still talking. I had to use the injection. Full dose, straight to the carotid. When he went down and I looked at what he'd done — the bodies, the blood, what was left of those men in the snow — I saw Alexei. For the first time since the primary event, I saw Alexei looking back at me through his son's eyes.’

She assured with her head coming down and resting on my chest, I wrapped my arms around her body while planting kisses on her soft white silky hair. I closed my eyes as I think about us back in my room. Reopening them we’re back truly. “Hmm- hmm.” Somebody cleared his throat from inside this room announcing his uninvited present. I turned sharply at who made the sound only to see another person have killed but somehow mysteriously back to life. Not too late for him to be doom just like that witch! To be continued……. (When two different worlds collide)

Damien hollers across the course, breaking our stare off and I feel my cheeks burning as I reach up to unclip the first metal part of the harness, turning my hand to stick my middle finger up at Damien as I do so. He laughs loudly, the sound carries across the forest and I'm tempted to push him off the ledge, knowing of course he won't go anywhere because his harness will save him, but it would be nice to scare him into silence. "Don't look at me like that. I'm so happy for you, you know that." He pulls me into a hug when he reaches me, both of us looking in surprise at Cain when he makes an odd sort of feral growling noise, which he almost immediately covers by coughing.

And somehow, according to a haunted forest and a silver-eyed man who terrified wolves, she was connected to me. Me. Lena Frost. Borderland girl. Camp rat. Turnip thief. The human fool Damien Thorncroft once dressed in white and murdered under moonlight. I shook my head. “No.” Cassian’s mouth tightened. “No?” “No.” I stepped back from the tree. “I am not doing this right now.” Ben blinked. “Doing what?”

We're standing behind the huge double doors, waiting for the orchestra to slow when she leans in and says “This reminds me of your father. We were so happy, even in our worst moments. But Alex? he’s made me the happiest woman alive. I just hope Jason makes you feel the same.” My fake smile stretches thin. If only she knew. Then the doors fly open. All eyes shift to her. To us. A hush falls over the hall. But it's not the stares that make my heart quake. Standing just behind the groom with a polite smile is him. My nightmare. My walking wet dream. Cassian Cross. My throat clamps shut. I don't like this. Why does he bear an uncanny resemblance to the groom? Oh god… He's my new stepbrother.

The monster sprang forward, as though the cords were the mouths of dogs. I moved without thinking. My fire went out in an acute arc, cutting through the air. Two chains in the middle of the lash were hit by the white flame and separated into fragments, which hissed to the mist. The third crashed on the fire of Kieran, this time, however, he was not alone, but his fires wove with mine, red and white interlacing each other to make something whiter. The chain broke in pieces like glass. The creature staggered.