Chainsaw Man Dogs Novels & Stories

He yelled aloud, “How presumptuous of you! You must be trying to get yourself killed!” In a fury, the man gave him a tyrannical smile then he loosened his grip on the leashes. The two large ferocious dogs immediately pounced toward Zayn with their fangs bared and claws brandished. It was a savage sight. If an ordinary person were to be in Zayn’s place, the person would certainly be bitten tragically by these feral dogs.

"We can go inside, I thought maybe we could put your car in the garage later just in case." Cheyenne smiled nodding, "you scared?" He nodded, "yeah of your dad trying to kill me." As they walked in Nick's two labs sat up whining shaking their tail at the company. Cheyenne made a face looking at them. "Awww look at the two of you." The two dogs started to shake with excitement at being spoken to but knew better than to move without permission. Nick reached out grabbing Cheyenne's hand leading her to the couch. As they sat down he whistled and the two dogs came running full speed stopping right in front of them.

Once she had leashed it, she went out to join the others. Andrew wordlessly helped the very excited Ethan to leash the dog he wanted to walk and walked out holding the scottie. Ethan grinned and securely tied the dog's leash to his hand. Once he was certain it was extremely tight he slapped the big dog's butt hard. "Go boy!" He was suddenly yanked forward by the extremely startled dog. The St. Bernard rushed past the rest of Squad 10 and ran out into the open street extremely confused and frightened. Ethan was also yanked along violently as the dog ran as he had wrapped and tied the leash tightly around his hand.

When she looked at us, her lips parted and she couldn't take her eyes off us. "I want that dog," Constantine pointed at a Doberman. It was salivating, looking at us furiously and even biting the iron railing of its cage. He smirked at him. "I love taming animals and people in general." Hawthorne looked around while shaking his head. Unable to bear the noise anymore, he changed the color of his eyes and showed them his fangs then growled a little. All the animals immediately stopped and they all sat down, some cried, some shut their mouths.

Philip was a good man. Madison also has Two-dogs. Not literally two dogs, but one badass rescued pit bull named Two-dogs. He's three years old and follows Madison everywhere. He was our compromise over the bodyguard situation. Madison hired a woman and I had a dog trained for added protection. We're both happy.

Secretly, some guards instructed the void to attack and maim anybody who seemed menacing enough, including Darren and Wickus, the only individuals it permitted close. Lanaya was in the dark. Nor did she have any inkling that it was an Irish wolfhound, not a dog. He responded to her words with a bark. Light and endearing laughter resounded. Meanwhile, Salvetti watched the dog run off and come back with a ball fashioned completely of rope. The dog, seeing her hand outstretched, took off running, hoping she'd give pursuit. Salvetti had to wait for the mutt to leave the area before he could get close. Reason enough were the multiple bite marks on his arms.

Lewis crouched down, extending his hand through the fence to gently brush away the strands of hair clinging to Josephine's face. Then he said, "But you frequently visited Quintin's dogs. I thought you liked dogs. Could it be that you only like his dogs?" Josephine vigorously shook her head. These were entirely different situations. Quintin's dogs were gentle, domesticated strays, resembling more like beloved pets. However, Lewis' dogs were of a different breed altogether. They were hunting dogs—fierce and capable of devouring a person. And if her eyes didn't deceive her, the dogs in the cages appeared to be wolves. Why would he choose to keep such menacing creatures?

“You’re barking at the wrong tree, mutt.” “Ohh, that’s not a nice word.” I rammed my fist into his jaw again. Roman stood in the corner of the room and groaned. “Talk Bowen. It’s late and we’re tired,” Roman said. “Yeah, I have a mate I need to get to.” “That stupid bitch,” Bowen barked. My wolf jumped to the edge of my skin and flashed in my eyes. He was chained to the chair. I dug my claws into his flesh, sinking my venom into his body. He cried out and cursed.

Xander took off his jacket and laid it across his motorcycle. The four men with him grabbed long, heavy chains from their motorcycles and headed toward us, their lips curling into sinister smiles. Xander and Elias morphed and changed into their wolves and leaped at the men. One of them snapped his chain rope toward Elias, but he quickly jumped out of the way, grabbed the man by the throat, and threw him into the street. Elias could have easily ripped out the man's throat but didn't. Then he grabbed another man when the first one started coming toward Elias again, sneaking up behind him.

However, they weren’t so bright; and since the Two-Tailed Gunner Dog was so stupid, it wasn’t a surprise that it was being controlled by the Banshees. *Roar* The dog barked threateningly at Mane and jumped at him, eagerly welcoming his embrace. Mane was within its range in a thrice, but once he was close enough he suddenly jumped to the side and did a small roll. No sooner had he left his prior position when a large paw descended upon the ground and created a small crater. *Bang* Mane was back to his feet in not time. He didn’t unsheathe the sword strapped to his back or look like he even planned to. His figure flashed and he reappeared next to the Two-Tailed Gunner Dog and struck it cleanly