Chainsaw Man Novels & Stories

He screamed out as he attempted to crawl away but his lower body just would budge. "Well, that's none of my business. Now.. be a good Alpha and and obey." He muttered and signalled to the boy holding the chainsaw. The boy nodded and turned it on; the loud sound of the engine filled the air, same with the thick smell of Wolfsbane. "You smell that old man?? That's wolfsbane so hold onto something because it's going to hurt badly!!" He screamed out to him so he could hear well due to the loud noise coming from the chainsaw.

Cain’s head snapped to the side for only a moment before he turned to glare at her. “It appears we were both wrong then, doesn’t it?” Cain growled, grabbing her arm that held the crown, and snapping her elbow. The sound made me see red, and as she screamed, I shifted into my fur. The crown fell to the ground, rolling away, and several people backed up even though they were not near it. I could feel the power pulsing from it and was prepared to risk it all to kill Cain before he could place it on his head. He laughed in victory, throwing his head back as he rejoiced in his win as the shadow of the Earth covered the moon.

What he says next shocks me into silence. “I had a dream last night and I was at a clearing and you were wearing a blank tank top and black tights and there was a boy with you. You were standing up on a hill and the boy was wielding a sword and cutting down all the monsters. You had your bow out and you were shooting at the monsters from above then you suddenly decide to race down the hill and attack the monsters with some throwing knives, it isn’t long until there is one left, and that is when you are thrown backwards and fall unconscious.”

His voice sounds more of a phonograph recording than anything else. Our job is to keep the Ravens in check like supernatural herders, which partly explains Yama Ranger’s dated fashion sense. Kera has her wings, Yama Ranger a flying tar-black horse tritely called Nightmare, and Ankou drives a horseless wagon that creaks and groans as the whole thing flies across the sky; the sleigh of an unholy Saint Nick. The sleigh has the same physics-defying dimensions as a circus clown car in that it never gets filled no matter how many dead bodies we pile on it. As for me, I’m able to tread nothing but air when I transform into a full-on giant and six-legged Wampus Cat.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

' I thought to myself and frowned, making a mental note to make sure I gave him my mouthwash. “Mr. Pat, I'm not here to play games with you. Where is my money?” I heard the red-eyed man ask and man! His voice was worth swooning over. His physique was great, handsomeness beyond human's comprehension, and I was certain that beneath those clothes were fine abs! I snapped out of my Dreamland when I heard the conversation ongoing between him and my father.

That includes Brett and Adam. If Chandler is a weak boy, there’s no way he can do the same. That’s why Chocolate and the man thought. “So, I will kill you first,” the man chuckled, walking towards Chandler. “No! You should run!” Chocolate shouted, but Chandler kept standing on his position. When the man reached his side, the corners of Chandler’s soared up for a smirk. His blue eyes brightened before he transformed into his beast form. “What the…!” the man gasped in shock.

Art POV "You are the worst company in the world. Tell me you can drive better than you can carry on a conversation?" Nathan Lewis was holding onto his humanity by fangs and claws. I could smell the aggression coming off him in waves; I knew I was playing with fire trying to push him into a response, but I couldn't stop myself. I'd always been some degree of masochistic. "Lewis? Are you about to go all Wolf Man Jack on me? This is really not the time for a Lon Chaney special performance and you better not have an axe in your pocket."

mouth, Claus approaches him with a devilish smile on his face and a crazy gleam in his eyes “The tooth fairy won't bring you anything for this...” he says in a childish tone, taking one of the man's fangs and pulling it hard, I see the man struggle and scream while Claus with one last pull removes the root tooth , the blood drains out of the mouth of the man who, when he lets go, his face falls on his chest, exhausted. Claus looks with amusement at the tooth he is holding and says

Nanindig ang aking balahibo ng maalala kung paano niya sabihin ang kaniyang pangalan habang ginagawa namin ang bagay na iyon noon "Its Flynn Thorn Hawkson. The CEO of the Golden Eagle Enterprises." napaawang lalo ang baba ko habang tinitignan sila. Flynn Thorn? I took out my phone and scanned the Golden Eagle Enterprises. When I finally saw his face, it immediately sent shivers down my spine and as if something was urging me to straighten my back. I can't understand the feeling. "Heina." Amber caught my attention. I looked at her eyes. I saw fear and worry. Napakunot ang noo ko.