Eren Yeager Biting Hand Novels & Stories

"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."

What was his hair colour and why the fuck is it annoying me so much! Nep looked back towards where the man Harvey had walked off to, “ Burk, has been with us for 25 years now, he was the first bitten to be taken in since I was born it was a crazy time! His mate found him in the human town, oh where you’re from! She found him one day when she was running errands and he wanted to be turned so he could be with her and bam here he is” Nep was talking Stella’s ear off what Stella’s brain was in overdrive taking in this information.

“And now you need to practice this magic, which you don't understand, on me as a test subject so that you can mind control Roanna into overlooking your failing grade?” Her blonde hair bobs a last time. “All those things are true, yes.” Hunter and Talon silently urge me to accept it, but there's one thing about this that doesn’t yet sit right with me: biting my arm. I sit back down, beckoning her with a wave of my hand. For the first time in a long time, she comes close to me voluntarily until she’s standing over me, her face blank. “I don’t want you to bite my hand.” I tilt my head just so as she furrows her brows. “I want you to bite my ear.”

"Stop it... Mom..." Yevgeniy's breathing becomes labored, his grin widening until it makes his jaw click. This isn't simple revenge—he's enjoying this. I inch across the floor, not caring that I'm getting rug burn. Please let me move, please! I need to help her! My body won't obey, each small movement is sending another jagged agony in my stomach. Mom's hands start slowing down. The feral grin on Yevgeniy's face widens. No! No! No!

She got in some hits to his face as he went for her ribs. She grabbed his hand on one of his punches. She would have no way to hold it, but she surprised everyone when she pulled his hand to her mouth and bit into it. Blood spilled from her mouth, and Jack howled. She had bitten through his hand. He ripped it away while he was distracted. She jumped on him. He thrashed as she bit again. It was gruesome; she ripped his ear clean off. Spitting it out into the dirt.

And Here hope plays with Ryans button with a toothy smile. "What?" he raises his eyebrow "Your Red red cheeks can i bite" hope came close to his cheeks. "I will slap you" ryan shows his hand. "Aww you will slap me" Hope keeps her hand on her face like a kid. "Which hand you will use left or right" ryan roles his eyes. "Umm if you use your right hand then i will hurt more and if it will hurt more then i will cry and then i will get cold. so you do one thing hit me with your left hand slowly okay?" Hope says counting her fingers.

The boy expression turned grim and Yenn looked away but his cheeks were grabbed by a hand turning his head to the boy’s face—full of scars and bandages. “Look at me Yenn! Look what they did to me!” The hand tightened the grip and he was already feeling his jaws being dislocated. He tried to remove the hand from his face but the hold tightened even more. He was then shoved to the ground and his face was forcibly slammed in the dirt. His ears ringed and he hissed in pain.

Rattling, screaming, growling and Elina's low whining moans echoed in her head - as if someone had turned on the record. Throwing off the blanket, the girl quickly crawled up and grabbed her friend by the hand. “Elka,” Lilya said, exhaling, “you fool, why did you do it yesterday ?! On the inside of the forearm, letters were visible in pink furrows. A huge, full-width, pot-bellied “b” with an elaborate curl on top, a curved “e”, as if the hand twitched at the moment of the cut, and an unfinished “g”, which is only a vertical stripe. Elya quickly rolled up the sleeve of her robe and stubbornly looked into her eyes.

Yet, in the end, her fangs managed to sink slightly into his flesh. Eirene growled and deepened her bite. The metallic taste of Yoren’s blood instantly filled her mouth. Yoren froze instantly. His eyes, which had dimmed briefly, suddenly flared once more. A heavy growl rumbled from his throat. His body began to thrash around violently. His hind legs moved, trying to push Eirene away, but to no avail. Eirene refused to let go of Yoren. She continued to bite into his neck. She also held onto Yoren’s paw.

“Hands up! You lose!” Meanwhile, shivering Y was pulling the trigger nonstop, closing his eyes while aiming at Zitrey. He slowly opened his eyes when he felt that there's no bullet left on his gun. Only then, a gust of wind swept past on his entire person. Constantly, he felt an unbearable pain throughout his body. It was like thousands of claws were scratching him. Making him laid on the ground and twirled and shouts in agony. Zitrey standing above him sways the iron pole and look at Y coldly. X witnessing this he angrily shouts, “What did you do to my brother?! Get away from him!” He furiously charges towards Zitrey.