Chainsaw Man Reze Novels & Stories

“Miss Sinclair, this is my son, Ryan Northernfang. He just found his way home after a few years of being lost in the woods.” I nearly laughed at his phrasing. Maybe she might be disgusted by the fact that the man she was fawning over was once dining and fighting with humans against his people. When I smirked, Reese’s eyes sharply narrowed and he straightened in his chair, grip tight around the arm rests. “Ryan, why don’t you sit?” he spat. While still deciding if to torture him or not, I sat in the chair opposite him and crossed one leg over the other. Emilia followed after me, sitting on the arm, attempting multiple times to climb into my lap.

I furrowed my brow and asked, "What do you mean by that?" Mom burst out laughing before she took out a small remote control from her pocket. "Do you know why we took out that accidental death policy on you? Why did it have to be today, and specifically at this dinner? It wasn't merely a trap—it was a sacrificial rite, Weston." She pressed the button on the remote control, causing the TV to flicker on and display a piece of surveillance footage. That footage showed several people in black robes standing around a baby, chanting incantations.

Denzel snarled, baring his fangs “I do not,” Reid replied, baring his fangs back. At the sight of Reid’s fangs bared at him, Denzel lost it. “You dare!?” Denzel roared as he leapt forward and downwards from his ledge, muscles ripping at Reid. Slashing with his right paw, he left a long and deep gash on the left side of Reid’s face, right through his left eye. Reid hadn’t had enough time to react.

“/Yes. Yes, I’ll join. How do I join?/” “/You already have. You have my blood./” “/Yeah. You’ve ruined me for vampires, you know. Cavendish tried giving me some of his- yeah, I know, could be sneaky and underhanded of him, but it didn't do anything. It tasted like ashes. Would it be creepy and yuk to give some of yours to the rest of the Pack?/” “/I did. Reese came up with a ritual. Not drinking it, just using a pin on our fingers then mixing it./”

Tank replied coolly as Reese grabbed his jacket and left without even unwrapping his hands. The guys looked at each other, no one saying anything until Ryan came round, coughing and spluttering. He grabbed his jaw and winced in pain. “I think he broke my jaw!” He cried out in a strange mumble. Tank chewed his lip. “Fuck…let’s just crack a couple of ribs and get him to a hospital.” . Later Reese pulled up to the curb outside Quinn’s place and walked up the driveway to the rear house that was hers, knocking on the door. He noticed a camera doorbell and pushed it, peering into the little camera lens with a cheeky smirk.

If it’s true, I at least can beat that. “Well, that I can assure you I can exceed.” I assured her. “Good, now that we are on the same page get over here. I want to see how sturdy this chaise is.” Reese smirked, grabbing my sweater and pulling me down as she laid back again. While I trust my craftsmanship, the sudden weight of two on it did make it creak, but thankfully that was all. Reese giggled. Her blue eyes shimmering with amusement were the last thing I saw as she pulled me into a kiss, and I let my eyes close.

I scramble backward, crab-walking away from them, my vision swimming. "Bitch!" The second Reaper draws a knife. "I'll gut you!" He lunges. I brace myself. I have no weapon left. The knife in my boot is gone. The keys are in the man's skull. Then, the air splits. WHISH-CRACK. A sound like a whip, but heavier. Metallic. The Reaper with the knife stops. He looks down. A heavy steel chain is wrapped around his neck. The links are thick, rusted, biting into his flesh.

“Next time we get the magic tingles, we are walking the other direction. Not taking a second. Or a minute. Nothing. I’m done with this shit. It’s going to get someone killed.” Chuckling, I nodded. “I can agree to that. I think I’m done for a while after this. I want to go home.” “Alright, well, we killed the thing. Is the barrier down?” Reese pulled out the metal skewer. “It is. I can feel it already. It’s gone, including anything with the magic.”

In a matter of time, the people at the cafe broke into whispers and mumbling. "Oh my God!", Hannah whisper-yelled. " Aiden Walters is back!" I saw him exit Blossombee taking one last look at me. "Who is he?", I asked Hannah, digging into my pancakes again. She looked at me with a serious expression and spoke " He is bad news, Haven. Aiden Walters is a part of Chains and Smokes- one of the most dangerous gangs in this town. Nobody in this town dares to even cross paths with him. He has a temper and it got him into trouble so many times. He almost killed Ryder, a member of his rival group. Four months back, he fled somewhere for some unknown reason. Nobody knows where he went or why. Now that

Hindi naman ako natumba dahil agad akong inalalayan ng ilang tao. "What's happening here?!" Dumagundong boses ni Thorn . Nakita niya ang basang itsura ko at maduming si Jean na galit na napabaling sa kanya. Naguguluhan si Thorn at naghihintay ng magsasalita. Hindi ako umimik at hinayaan si Jean na magsalita. "Si Heina! Tinapunan ako ng pasta!" Sigaw niya. We're slowly garnering attention as other customer flock around us.