Chainsaw Man Fanfic Novels & Stories

My voice cracked under the pain. "Stop?" Damien let out a cold, humourless chuckle. "I just started." Before I could react, he threw the whip aside and lunged at me. His weight crashed down on me, forcing the air from my lungs. My body was already weak, already broken, and now I was completely trapped beneath him. The heavy chains dug into my wrists and ankles, leaving me helpless. His face was inches from mine, his hot breath fanning over my skin. His fingers tightened around my throat as he whispered, "I will make you understand who you truly belong to." Panic surged through me. "No! Please—" My plea was cut off as his eyes darkened, shifting from blue to a haunting shade of crimson. His f

I called out to Chasity, “ready girl?” She growled in my head, “I’m more than ready.” I felt my wrist free, and I sat up on my elbow as he moved towards me. My gums itched and Chasity pushed through, my canines elongated, and a growl left my own throat. My claws came out and before he could move, I swiped across his throat and the spray of his warm blood splashed across my face as the light left his eyes and he fell on top of me.

I chanted as he slid his fingers out and licked it I scrunched my nose as he chuckled and his eyes became dark all of a sudden. The wind began to howl and blow fiercely as he pushed me onto my back. The shutters flew about as the fire went off. Everywhere became dark and Scary as his fangs grazed my neck before piercing me deep. I screamed in pain but later began to moan and thrash on the bed. .. .. 💕 Unknown POV 💕 .. ..

” Chase yells on top of his lung and that’s when I notice the glistening blade in his hand as he turns into his human form. His body is covered in a dark coat, leaving behind his darkened long hair; I am not quick to lunge at him because the dagger has already pierced through the side of my stomach. Pain ripples through me as I fall on my knees immediately, I can only see half of his uncovered face, but I know he’s grinning at me. Just wait till I get you, asshole. He takes off that moment into the woods and I can see Tyler chasing after him. My vision starts to get blurry and dizzy, Wolfsbane. He fucking dipped Wolfsbane into the dagger, he never wanted a fight, he wanted to punish me, I ch

I shook my head. "I'm not afraid of this ugly fucker and he did something with my daughter," I mumbled sourly. I glanced over and saw who must have been my son. He was tall like Grayson with blonde-haired like me. I grinned at him and being distracted was clawed across my bicep. I turned and shifted before I jumped up onto Kian, wrapping my legs around his neck and burying my claws. He reached up and shredded my thighs as I squeezed tighter. Fangs were embedded into my inner calf as I reached around and clawed at his chest. Kian and I were twisted around each other when Damon and my mate appeared from thin air.

He ripped out a chunk of flesh, causing me to howl in pain—and anger. Suddenly, I could only see red. The human side of my mind went silent. All I wanted was Chevalier’s head. In a flash, I struck at his throat. My fangs dug into his flesh, and his bitterly sweet blood flooded my mouth. I lingered on the sinfully delicious taste before pulling back and ripping the flesh out of his throat. I spat out the chunk of meat and howled at the sky, declaring my dominance for all to hear. When I looked back down at Chevalier, he had returned to his human form. He gurgled and spluttered blood before finally lying still, never to bother me—or anyone else—ever again.

Something snapped inside me like a roaring beast, a mix of my wolf, vampire, seer, lover, and mother’s powers—all at once built in my throat. The runes on the chains flared flames—then shattered. My eyes ignited—a blazing white flame ringed with gold. Fangs lengthened past my lips. Claws—grew longer than expected,—curved from my fingertips. The wolf inside me erupted like it’s been waiting so long for a fight. I moved faster than I thought—snapped my hands around Rodrick's throat. A sudden surge of sharp light slashed through his neck, ripping it off his body completely, his body dropping to the ground freely.

Souls push him to sit on the chair and he does, but he seats on the side making the chair fall back with it. “Bloody hell! Give me that damn chainsaw. If he won’t sit, then pieces of him will be on that chair but one way or the other, he will end up on that damn chair!” Souls goes for the chainsaw while guy's guy scrambles up and sits on the chair. He is shaking like a leaf being blown by the wind and I don’t know why but I find pleasure in his fear. “Was that so hard?” ask as I receive the chainsaw from Souls. The man shakes his head.

I slid my right hand off and pulled my hairpin—two sharp metal rods shaped like chopsticks, letting my hair loose as I shoved them hard into his neck. He didn't flinch or acknowledge the pain. He just took a step back, blood drooling from the pin in his neck. “Now, you can't escape me, Little hunter.” He smirked and in a blur, he was gone. My knees buckled as I grabbed my neck applying pressure on the bite mark as it surged with heat. My blood tainted the snow as my vision blurred. “Earis! Earis!” Cassian's voice echoed through the ringing in my head. But the only sound I could hear was that of my thundering heartbeat.

"After you play hide and seek, you're playing chase. I'm not impressed with the brevity of your guts. If you keep running, your beloved people will forever be a bunch of bonkers." "You are no different from your crafty kind." I hopped on the shelves and he ran towards the tables. My speed is greater than his, I almost got him when he slides down beneath the table, and I jump above it out of control. He pierces his hand and grabs me on my jaw downward, and my head bumped. I hold fast to his wrist and bite it with my silver fangs. Harshly, he left a quick scratch on my right temple and escaped. Yet he's gnashing his teeth in pain, he lost a finger.