Chucky Lines Novels & Stories

“Unlike you, Claire, I respect other cultures. That’s why it’s only right we kill her and her children and give them a chance to meet this Jester.” “What does he look like?” asked Maurice. “Like a jester?” “I have never seen him,” said Terry bitterly. She glared at me. “Neither have I,” I said. “All I heard was a laugh, and that could have been my mind playing tricks on me. Believe me, I don’t want your place in the queue. I’m trying to help you get to him quicker.” “You’re so full of shit,” said Claire. She took out another knife from Chucky’s jacket and tossed it to me. “Here. Let’s see you slice the kid’s throat.”

she said softly. Her voice felt like an anchor. I opened my mouth, but no sound came out. “Ava?” she asked gently. I swallowed. “I did it,” I said. Silence. Not the awkward kind. The listening kind. “And?” she asked quietly. I looked at the stick in my hand again. “Two lines,” I whispered. Her breath caught on the other end. For a moment, neither of us spoke. Then she said, “Are you okay?” The question was simple.

He stared quietly at the spider. Chuckles breathed deeply. A slim black tongue snaked out of his mouth, reaching towards me. “A taste.” “Hell no!” I panicked. “Let me go, Bonebutt! That freak is trying to eat me-” “Chuckles,” Samael said lowly. “You're frightening the mortal.”

Echo's POV I was terrified of getting a negative answer from Chuck Spencer, because I knew it would be hard for me to return to a place I felt so safe and hopeful at the moment after being kicked out. "A blood slave?" Chuck Spencer looked at me with interest. "Are you sure?"I nodded seriously, quite sure. All of a sudden, he opened his mouth and easily showed the fangs of a Vampire. I was not surprised because I had seen it all before from Leonardo Elliot. Instead, I calmly put my neck out and got prepared to be sucked blood.

Boom! Demon-slain Finger — Scaring All the Gods and Ghosts by the Third Finger! Even before the last remaining bodyguard could emit so much as a grunt of pain, he was squashed to death like a crushed orange and the ground beneath him split as if making space for a grave for him. Buzz! Innumerable strands of Reincarnation Lines materialized like gossamer spider webs around him. With only his mind, Chu Xun willed the Reincarnation Lines forward, hurtling them like an army of purple snakes and serpents at the Zombie host.

He then sneaked a peek at Lucas, horrified, and was thinking how Lucas managed to read his mind. “Honorable demon, we the Four Trial Ancestry…” Chucky had yet to complete his statement and was being cut short by Lucas. Lucas then said slowly, “I, Lucas the demon, never once fancied people who tell lies. I think you ought to think twice before speaking.” The head of the Four Trial Ancestry, Chucky, heard it and was trembling, and looking at Lucas, horrified. “Honorable demon, the Four Trial Ancestry still indeed have one more treasure but it’s being sealed,” Chucky said after facing Lucas.

She flung it open and was about to enter when Chuck's bony hand closed around her wrist like a vice. He pinned her to the wall, his other hand clamping over her mouth. "As I said, I am really sorry, my Queen," he hissed, his skeletal form's teeth growing into fangs. Lucia closed her eyes, praying for a miracle, as Chuck's mouth opened wide, ready to strike. But then, a gunshot rang out, and Chuck's grip relaxed. Mark's first shot was a precise headshot, striking Chuck's fully exposed skull with a gaping hole. The force sent him stumbling back, his crumbling form falling into the basement as it tumbled down the stairs.

Chuck chuckled. “It was getting interesting” Shira protested and Chuck laughed again. He now looked very tired. He yawned and closed his eyes. “Shira…” He called quietly. “Yes, Chucky?” “Can you promise me something?” He still had his eyes closed but sounded very serious. “Anything, Chuck” She said, sitting up on her chair. “If I die, will you and Mum promise not to grieve for too long?”

he chuckles darkly as I hear his footsteps come closer to me . "Step away from me ,"I cry weakly "Now now ! Where would the fun be goldie looks ," "You know what they say ,"he pauses in silence,"they say fat chicks taste better and you my friend I can't wait to taste you ."he Snickers. My skin crawls as his calloused hand carreses my thigh . When I realize what he is about to do . I kick my legs in protest not caring if I'm kicking him or the air . "Feisty huh ,"his voice goes dark ,"don't worry I like them feisty"