Eren Yeager Biting Hand Novels & Stories

Someone just grabbed my other hand out of the blue, and raised it. Ryder. Before I could even react, the heartless idiot had bitten my soft palm. A sharp pang raced through my fingers as his teeth sunk in, and blood spilled all over. “Ryder!” Zane called, shocked. “What the!?” I snatched my hand back from him, and looked at it. My whole palm was throbbing. The spot where his teeth had sunk in was horribly pink, oozing blood in generous amounts as currents of pain washed through my whole palm.

Mia Kyle struggled to get rid of his hand, but he held her so tightly that she couldn't let go. She held her hand up and took a bite at Neil Brown's hand fiercely. However, Neil Brown did not let go of her nor did he flinch. It's like he did not feel anything. With all her strength, Mia Kyle savagely bit off a piece of flesh off Neil Brown's hand. She spat out the piece of his hand from her mouth, wiped her lips that were stained with blood, and yelled again, "Neil Brown, I'll kill you if you provoke me again!"

He let go of Nebraska's head, and as soon as he could, he sat up, wiping the blood from her mouth with the back of his hand. -From what I see you like to bite my neck. This would not be the first time and for less than that could punish you- the molten silver of her eyes became more intense, biting was something too dangerous for her at that moment, especially since it provoked it in more ways than one.

An ethereal call lingered in the air. I froze in surprise and raised my right hand, where the Yiki in the ring on my finger was shining in pale blue radiance. It made me realize that Dicken’s bloodline had banished the corrupted Yiki, but that was also when Gary lunged at me. Pinning me beneath himself in a split second, he grabbed my right hand.

He turns his head to spit out the took and moves to her. Kneeing him in his side, scratching, none of that worked. He continued to rip off her clothes, putting his knife to her throat. Tears go down her face. It was a helpless struggle. The instant he unbuckles his pants though, his grip loosens. Yua pushes one knee upward and rotates her body, moving the knife away from her throat. She moves to the man's ear and bites onto it and rips.

The assassin had to muster every last ounce of strength in his body to scream, "It… It was the Yeagers! The Yeagers sent us! Please… Please make this stop…" Before he could even finish, however, he turned and grabbed a dagger lying on the ground next to him, then plunged it into his own chest. Even as his blood spilled and his limp body fell to the ground with a thump, he was wearing a look of sheer relief on his face. He had finally been put out of his misery.

she gritted her teeth and said in a low voice. "Don't worry. Once the deal is done, I'll be heading abroad," Yoel said with a smile. Seizing the opportunity, Joey suddenly pounced on him and bit fiercely into his neck. Yoel screamed in pain. Joey bit into his Adam's apple, and she was determined to bite him to death. Blood dyed both their clothes. Yoel punched Joey's head several times. Her vision kept going black, yet she dared not loosen her bite. Tears gushed from her eyes, and she emitted a low whimper.

Although it was a restrained one with his determination to not show any weakness,. My confused expression instantly changed into fear. As I noticed, Yarrow was biting his right leg. His fangs were sunk deep into Carter's flesh. Blood slowly and gradually gushed out of it. I gasped and screamed, "Nooo!!!" My voice boomed over the entire area. It echoes far and wide with the intensity of my urgent tone. Without a moment of reluctance, I furiously leaped, and my teeth clamped into Yarrow's hind leg. Tearing apart his hairy fur away from it. He cried in pain and loosened his grip on Carter's leg.

I put my hand to my mouth as she digs her jaw, canines and teeth in and around his cock and balls, biting down hard and ripping them off completely, making him send out a mix of a scream and a howl. She then steps back, spits it out on the ground, moves over it, peeing on it before using her back legs, scratches, and kicks it away. She then turns back to Toby, stalking up to him. She wraps her jaw around his throat, bites down and then tears it out, replacing his howl and scream mixed with the gurgling sounds of his final breaths.

"Why do you call me that? You always call me that and I've never been able to figure out why." "Little Fighter? Because it's what you are." The honestly in his eyes was breathtaking. I frowned, "But I'm not. I mean I know I'm not exactly statuesque but I'm really not a fighter. Never have been." If I could fight maybe I wouldn't have frozen that night. Head tilted to the side Max seemed to study me, puzzled. "That's exactly what you are. You got bitten and it didn't break you. You adapted to a whole new life without cracking. That's fighting if ever I saw it."