Dead Rising Small Chainsaw Books Novels & Stories

The last thing I saw was Scarlett grinning down at me with a wicked gleam in her eyes. Oh shit!! I trusted blindly again. I should have known she was up to no good. Then everything went dark. ** I woke up with a splitting headache, my head throbbed in pain badly. I tried touching my head with my hands when I noticed something weighing down on my wrists. Chains?? What am I? An animal? Oh, fvcking Scarlett, I swear, I'm going to kill her. My wrists burned and sizzled due to the chains. The smell of burning flesh filled the air.

~~~DARK DOMAIN~~~ STILL MIDNIGHT The room reeked of blood and death. Chains rattled faintly, and the dull overhead light flickered like a dying flame. A man sat slumped in a chair, stripped down to his underwear, tied in chains, his body soaked in blood. His head hung low, lips trembling, breath shallow.

Suddenly, his hands grasped my throat. Choking, gagging for air clutched at his hands with my own. The sting of power that lived within him struck me like an electric shock. “I think in the future you should think about your words more carefully before letting them spill out of that pretty little mouth. I’d so hate to see those lips ripped from your skull, Chief Darksyde.” He snickered before throwing me to the ground.

The little girl watched as Dask'iya burned quickly because there was nothing but gum in the fire, and listened to the agonizing screams of the woman After Dask'iya burned completely, the girl warmed her shaking hands once more and melted the gum off of all of the other children's eyes. All of the boys and girls opened their eyes again and ran back home to tell the story of the little girl's triumph in killing the Child Eater. " What are these strange stories, No wonder people Don't touch these books " I slam the book shut when I hear footsteps coming closer to me. Suddenly I feel a strong hand on my arm, yanking me upwards. "What do you think you're doing?" I don't recognize his voice as Ces

The man who thought I was his pathetic, desperate puppet—the man who believed I would crawl on my knees forever—looks up at me with fresh blood dripping down his eye. I stand over him like a giant, dark queen, resting my hand lightly over the glowing green moonstone at my throat. My eyes hold no warmth, no love, and no mercy—only a cold, terrifying promise of death. "I didn't just hit you, Grayson," I say, my voice carrying over the silent, terrified hall like a death knell. "I'm going to destroy you."

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN Officer Will took the call with sorrow. Grim Marie had taken her own life. She was found in the bath with expensive-smelling bubbles and a candle. She had used a razor. He wished this hadn’t surprised him. His heart felt heavy, but he tried to convince himself that at least she was at peace now, enfolded in the arms of her mother and her daughter. A third little urn lined up on the shelf, perhaps. At least the pain and misery of her hunt for The Wolf was over.

he breathed, “two…three!” I pushed my frame forward with all the strength I had left, and I felt it snap back when he pulled in the other direction. I strained forward, the chains groaning in disapproval until finally, the chains snapped. The links scattered across the floor like the shards of glasses from a broken bottle. I rubbed my entire arm where the chains had dug into before pushing off the ground to my feet. I stared around the dark room, there wasn’t really much light for me to see where Drew was.

As Heath is about to argue, I hear from behind, “Sorry for the delay. I had to access our new security system. It took me a moment to remember the steps. My name is Dr. Moreno. I understand we are in need of some medical records?” Councilman Charles is the first to speak, “Thank you, Dr. Moreno. Yes, we are here to investigate the death of Rose Clark, mother of Tina Clark, Luna of Golden Frost. We also understand there was another death around the same time of a man who was tortured most viciously.”

That aura suppressed the aura of the dead soul, which was instantly startled upon seeing its chains completely shattered by Xiao Chen without any difficulty. “How is this possible? My soul chains can even seal a god, but this kid… The chains just shattered like that? What’s going on?” he asked with a grim expression, glaring at Xiao Chen, who was holding the Sword of the Four Ancient Beasts. “It’s time to begin. Get ready to die!” Xiao Chen said, immediately moving at lightning speed toward the dead soul. Swussh… “Damn it!” Clang! BOOOOMMM!

I felt him reaching. Then black walls closed around me. The world disappeared. I hit stone. Chains snapped around my wrists before I could rise. A cold collar locked against my throat. The chamber smelled of rust, seawater, and burnt flowers. No doors. No windows. Only narrow cracks in the walls where red light breathed in and out. I pulled against the chains. They answered by tightening. Shadows moved across the floor. Not following the light. Watching me. “You brought the living tide into a dead kingdom.”