Chainsaw Man Fanfic Novels & Stories

“What? Do you still want to hit me even though I’m from Eternalporium?” Kayson turned into a blur and approached Channing. Swenson’s expression changed, and he said, “Dr. Yarde! No!” Kayson gave Channing a slap across his face, causing two of his teeth to fly out of his mouth. Channing looked at Kayson in disbelief and said, “H-How dare you hit me!? I’m going to kill you! I’m going to kill you!” Kayson gave him another slap, and Channing screamed in pain.

He whispered back then pulled back. "Here." He said happily when he moved his hand to my mouth. I looked at the small cut then inhaled the scent of his blood deeply. I pushed his hand away and moved my hand to his neck. "Not the hand." I answered softly. He moved and sat at the edge of the bed. "Come and feed. Feel free to bite any part of my body." He said. I moved and stood in front of him. "Chase, were you planning to marry the girl your parents wanted to force on you just so you could acquire that portion?" I asked seriously when I moved and sat on his lap facing him.

Hot liquid burned down my throat as a violent cough tore through me. I slammed the mug onto the table, clutching my chest while trying to breathe through the humiliation rapidly swallowing me whole. What. Was. Wrong. With. Me?! Why was I saying all this?! Alpha Damon calmly pushed a glass of water toward me. “Careful,” he said mildly. “You seem rather emotional.” Emotional? I had just verbally assassinated Fiona in front of one of the most powerful Lycans in White Coast! “I…” cough “didn't mean…” cough “that…”

He was about to do something. “We’ve delayed this for too long mate…let’s do it like it should have been done…” he didn’t wait for her to catch on and immediately turned her head to the side and sank his tingling fangs into her neck. The once silent prisoner began to scream upon the realization of what was happening. Casper’s eyes never left his…to make sure the man would never forget, never dare to think of taking what doesn’t belong to him AGAIN.

~ CASIMIR ~ I was slick with sweat, could feel it trickling down my spine despite the fact that I hadn’t worn a shirt. As I stepped into the dark den I turned to bar the door. But when I reached down to pick up the beam, pain spasmed at the hollow of my back. I hissed against it as I dropped the thick bar into the brackets, but was forced to take a moment, leaning on it, gripping it until my knuckles turned white as I fought the cord of the bond in my chest that was thrashing, whipping like a striking snake.

Christian orders the people who chained me to leave, he holds me and guides me to a chair “I am sorry for the chains but I couldn’t have you pulling any of your witchy shit again. But he only knew about the fire and earth, he didn’t know about air and water, and my clothes were drenched in water. Fighting against the chains, I loosen the ones behind my back, it burned but it was enough to get my hands out and partially shift so they become claws. The chain around my neck was the biggest problem, it was burning into my skin, cutting the flesh deeply with each swallow. “Let. Tasha. Go!” He rolls his eyes at me “I think that chain needs to be pulled tighter” He pulls a pair of leather gloves on

Fangs protruded from my mouth as I snarled like a wild animal. “What are you? What the fuck are you?” He cried as he clawed at my arm trying to get free. I started slowly to tighten my grip around his neck until I felt the stabbing pain in my chest. I looked down and caught the sight of scissors sticking out of the middle of my chest. In a panic, Winston grabbed them off Susan's desk. I let out a ear piercing growl and before I could stop myself, I lifted my hand and tore threw Winstons chest.

“I am your mate, birdie, and you are mine. We will be together till the very end of time.” He picked up a furious pace as his nails elongated and I felt his fangs as he bit into my ass cheek, and I screamed as I felt the pleasure even in the Pack's link before I felt a tightening as I came at the same time he did, with a roar as Sasha took over as I flipped him and rode him fast, as my nails dug into his shoulders and he held my waist and increased the pace while he sucked and lapped at my breasts.

There was only fear now. “So if we kill you now, you will truly die. Fascinating.” Mane’s eyes sparkled as his hand reached over for Night Mare, causing the panic in the eyes of the Wraith to extend to her face. She tried to protest her fate, but the chains that covered her mouth severed her connection to her own tongue.

At least one good thing would come out of this evening, I would get through the night with the thought of undoing every last button of his with my teeth and making his body blaze with want when we got home. My carnal thoughts are shattered by a sharp finger snap. “Keep your mind blocked if all you’re going to do is tempt me with wicked promises that I’ll have to wait for,” Chase growled before taking my hand. “C’mon let's get this over with so I can find out how your lips taste with that fucking siren colour painted on them.” **