Chainsaw Man Fanfic Novels & Stories

My claw full fingers dug into her chest and ripping her heart out. Her lifeless body dropped to the ground with me chewing on the heart I ripped off. I looked over at the boyfriend and his face was horror filled, he was bewildered, I smirked calling him closer. He tried resisting the urge to heed to my calls and run away, but the urge is way stronger and so he was standing centimeters away from me. “Love the pain, don’t shout but cry for more till you lost your voice.” My venomous fingers once again went into his chest bringing out his life cord and chewing on it.

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.

Vanessa lunches at me, and as she does I try to grab her hands but instead get her to bite my right hand, the amount of blood I’m loosing isn’t enough to make me let go. With my left hand I punch the side of her ribcage, and when I do I hear her whimper but her tightening on her bite makes Canis bites on her initiation his job in pushing her into the world he created with his uncle. Running his powers he shifts into his last form, and Vanessa letting go tried to run away but instead I take her paw and break her ankle, that’s for Cosmo! Yelping she falls on the floor and looks behind her, passing me is my son, I looked to see Channing glowing his way towards Vanessa.

Claws scraped deep gouges into the stone as I launched forward with a thunderous roar that shook the walls. Cassian shifted too, melting into swirling shadows that twisted around his form like living smoke. He darted straight toward Cassandra, eyes locked greedily on the child. I slammed into him mid-leap with my full weight. We crashed sideways into a heavy pillar, stone cracking under the impact. His shadow tendrils whipped across my muzzle and burned like acid where they struck.

As Dylan lunged forward, driven by a darkness that seemed insurmountable, I extended my hand in a gesture of defiance. The dream, a delicate interplay of subconscious fears and unspoken desires, culminated in a crescendo of emotions. Yet, as the dream hung in the balance, a new figure emerged on the periphery of the moonlit clearing: Xander, the former Alpha of the Red Moon Pack, and also Chastity's mate.

I snap and move back, in a single movement one of them pinned me to an iron pole close to the road and I wince a little in pain. " You smell good I wonder how your cherry will test "the vampire pinning me said trilling his finger down to my breast . he slide his hand under my short Skippy gown, I shiver when I felt his palm on my bare thigh "et milaxacva balmana "I chanted "agrahhhhhhhhh bitch " they all scream holding their head. "what.... what..ahhahhhhhhhhhhh " the one who was pinning me early scream even more and so was the others. I quickly shape shifted into a bat and flew off abandoning them behind.

He towered over the younger teen with his larger body between his pasty thighs as they jolted along the already messy bed given to their mutual lust and blazing passion. Being intertwined had done a good deal to Rick Channon when he'd been inside Casey Peterson, try as he might to ignore it the wolf in him had known what it was like to be one with someone as surely as the glow of the moon had brought on transformation, the beast had been bonded to the whimpering younger lad and refused to let go.

he growled. I struggled and kicked, but he was too strong. He dragged me across the sidewalk, my feet scraping against the pavement. The city lights blurred together as I stumbled, my mind reeling with fear. Just as I thought all was lost, a loud crash echoed through the air. The man's grip on my arm faltered, and I stumbled backward, gasping for breath. I turned to see Chase, his eyes blazing with fury, charging towards the man who had been holding me. But it wasn't just Chase - he seemed...different. His movements were fluid, almost animalistic, and his eyes seemed to gleam with a feral intensity.

Charlotte said from her bed. "Good morning to you too." I grabbed my towel. "No seriously, did you sleep?" She asked. "I got some sleep." I got up and grabbed my towel. "The dinner was a lot." "Yeah, you texted me Cyrus Blackwood is an actual demon at eleven-thirty and then nothing else." She pulled her knees up. "What happened?" "I'll tell you over coffee." I pushed my feet into my slippers. "You're warm," she said. I stopped. "What?"

I’m not sure. Waiting to be eaten alive of waiting to have my hands chopped off, but either way I had to get out of this shit and help Dalton and the others. My eyes popped open for a second and I saw Maxine had fully shifted and reared back on her haunches as she went to leap, “Fucking swing!” I screamed as loud as I could. Thorn grunted and brought the axe back as far as he could and we both screamed like two scared children. The air from his swing made a whistling noise and I felt a jolt of pain as the axe connected with my handcuffs. The metal hit the ground with a loud thud and i flexed my hands making sure they were still there, “Haha! It worked!” Thorn jumped up and down and I looked