Chainsaw Man Fanfic Novels & Stories

Vesper was being greedy when he went for the second and went for the vein greedily. The third guy looked at him in such horror that he forgot about me, and that was when I tapped him on the shoulder and cut off his pinkie. Okay, it was not necessary, but I think Chad made me addicted to cutting off pinkies. I was tackled by the fourth guy when his drunken breath invaded my senses. I groaned when I pushed my knife straight to his jugular and his blood smeared on my face and black t-shirt.

I asked. Sharp fangs grew in place of his canines and I was petrified watching it happen, his canines sank into my arm and I screamed in horror and pain. He was off me in a second rolling across the forest grass. Cain had a massive accomplished smile on his face "Guess who's your hero?" Resentment towards him resurfaced as I tried to go back to Tucker "You can't be that stupid Leah." He snarled as he pulled me back by the waist, my back brushed against his hard chest.

He had shifted by now and leaning to touch his wolf once I hoped that Dion could feel my love and hugging him to myself tightly I saw Dion take charge as his eyes blackened completely. Whimpering at my action he nuzzled his head against my neck licking me there as if to assure me of the strength of our bond and chuckling at his cuteness I nodded at him. Letting go of him I then started undressing and shifting I bent down to pick up my clothes in my mouth emerging from beside Cain as I looked over at Devin and nodding at him I took of first. Running through the grassless field I felt the wind whip against my mane as I let Xara take control hoping that this wasn’t going to be her last run and

I whispered. Max and Cee fought back-to-back, blades clashing. “They’re thinning!” Max grunted. I grinned, hope rising. The camp grew quieter, enemies retreating. A shadow moved—Damon crawling away. I chased, tackling him. “Not so fast!” I snapped, pinning him. He glared, spitting blood. “You’ll regret this,” he hissed. “And how do you plan to make that happen?” I taunted with my brows lifted.

And Sable will kill my father. The elder’s hand comes down and my father moves, maws snapping so close to Sinclair’s face, I scream. He pulls back fast, but father is instantly by his side again, fangs out and snapping against the air. He swipes his large paw, and Sinclair jumps out of the way before it can slice him open. Again, father swings his limb, and it hits the chain securing the ring, and it rattles violently.

then she reaches up and grabs me by the back of the neck pulling me closer, my mouth making contact with her neck. I second guess for a moment I really wish I was sober and this was more romantic but she just thrust her hips up to me again and I don’t want her to change her mind. I feel Finn stirring a little more still restless. I use all of him I can muster and extend my canines and begin to bite into her neck. All of the sudden my door bursts open and my light turns on. ‘Nooooo’ Finn screams frustrated in my head. Chris’s POV

Rowan was drawing lines on my smooth back, his hands lowering until he finally cupped my butt, squeezing it harshly, eliciting a sharp draw of breath from me, this made me rub myself against him. “You're insatiable, just like me. I knew you'd want more.” Rowan said, his voice slurry as if drunk, his finger tracing gentle patterns on my chest. “Now so do I. I also want more too,” he said with a glint in his bioeyes, his hands releasing me as he climbed over me, kneeling on the bed with his legs on either side. He leaned over me, his eyes sparkling with excitement and something sinister, his finger still drawing gentle lines on my skin.

his mind-voice pushed at mine through the pack bond. I bared my teeth in reaction to the pain pulsing through my hind leg. “Am I?” He lunged again, faster now, desperation sharpening his movements. I caught him mid-air, our bodies crashing together. We tumbled, snapping and clawing, until I pinned him. I cheered inwardly as my weight crushed his chest, my fangs hovering inches from his throat. “Nice win, but you have been distracted for days,” Alan pressed. “More than usual…”

I asked. Instead of an answer, the chained man grinned at me, and I saw his elongated canines. I raised my stake, knowing what he was. There was a whoosh of air before he disappeared before my very eyes. The chains hung loosely. I looked around, frantically searching for him, and felt a cold presence behind me. I spun, but it was too late as he pounced on me, his fangs baring at me, and my scream echoed around the place.

I closed my eyes for a second, and when they reopened, my hands morphed slowly—fur and claws replacing my fingers. “A partial shift,” he muttered. I nodded sharply. “Let’s get to work.” They lunged at us. I grabbed the first one after skillfully dodging another’s claws and, without hesitation, drove my claws straight through his chest. He dissolved into ashes instantly. Damon and I kept at it for several minutes. I had a few scratches over my body, but that wasn’t the worst part. The fog. I could see it creeping toward us now. “We’re fucked!” Damon yelled as he snapped the neck of the man he held.