Chainsaw Man Reze Novels & Stories

He stumbled, blinded and disoriented, his paw desperately swiping at the air. Seizing the opportunity, Raina didn't hesitate. She moved in with terrifying swiftness, her jaws opening wide. She clamped down on Reuben's throat, her teeth sinking into his flesh. The taste of blood filled her mouth, and she felt his life force ebbing away. Reuben's struggles grew weaker, his powerful form crumpling beneath her. With a final, savage twist, she ended it, her jaws crushing his windpipe.

I fell asleep hoping and praying that maybe just maybe I would be able to find love with the man that would claim me. The next morning came faster than I had hoped and I was incredibly tired from not being able to fall asleep due to my nerves. I was excited but also a little scared not knowing what would happen to me. Today I would travel to the center of the continent where the Chosen had their headquarters. There was a large facility there that would house all of those who were part of the reaping. Over the next day I would be traveling by bus to the facility and then starting tonight I would begin my assessments. Tomorrow would also include assessments and then finally the next day at noo

This conversation was going in a direction that I wasn’t sure I wanted to go in. Nevi took a deep breath. “Do you remember the story that I told you about the moonlight slaughter?” My gasp echoed throughout my little cottage. I clearly remembered the story he’d told me about the moonlight slaughter. How could I forget such a story? My hand flew to my mouth. “What am I? What have I become?” “You did not die,” he said reassuringly, while raising his hands in the air in a gesture to signal for me to relax and calm down. “Rest easy, my love. You are the same Lizzy I fell in love with. The difference is that your senses are now heightened and…”

“Yeah, I guess so, all things considered.” “Good.” Chase nods, his gaze sliding to the floor as he yanks his hands from the pockets of his jeans. He slides one into his hoodie pocket instead, pulling out a joint and holding it up. “You wanna smoke a J?” I smile and give a little shake of my head. “I’d better not, I’m already on thin ice with Reid.” Chase rolls his eyes exaggeratedly, tucking the joint back into his hoodie pocket. “That guy’s too serious.”

“She’s as much a Wulver as you are, V!” Vivian turned away from us and began pacing the room. She wasn’t happy, that much was obvious, but it seemed like she was trying to devise a new plan to go with the situation. It appeared as if they switched over to a mindlink, and I turned my eyes to the ceiling so I only had to hear her frantic movements. I had no idea what was going on, and no one was filling me in. I felt hands on my wrists, and the chains were undone. “Go,” Chandler instructed me. “Go find your mate, and don’t let anything stop you.”

But she is the Luna to a werewolf pack and no one seemed bothered by the fact that their Luna could not shift. "We don't have time for this" Clyde intervened, "Nyx, if you would please" He added in a calm tone, pulling out a piece of white chalk from his pocket and stretching it towards me. "Of course" I accepted it and cast the rebels one last glance before drawing marks that looked exactly like the one in school on the door. Everywhere became drop-dead silent as the rebels watched me make those marks in awe. I finished the markings and returned the chalk to Clyde whose eyes were stuck to the door in astonishment.

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

“If he doesn’t see that, he’s blind and not worth your time.” She smirked. “Thanks, Sav.” I opened my mouth to reply but froze. Because there he was. Reese. Standing by the TV, shirtless, sweaty, and glistening like he’d just walked off the cover of a sports magazine. His hair was pulled into a messy bun, earphones pulled into his ears, abs on full display as he flipped through channels and gulped water straight from the bottle. Lizzie actually gasped. “Holy shit, I think I just dropped my panties.”

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.

I have calluses all over my hands now! He thrust his hands in my face as if wanting to prove the validity of his words. Ashton held my hand tightly and whispered into my ear. "Is this the man who rejected you even though you chased after him for years? Do you want me to provoke him so you can take revenge on him?"