Hash Slinging Slasher Quotes Novels & Stories

Quinto's laughter made even the sky trembled. After he was done laughing, Quinto looked at Lucas and said with a cold smile, "Lucas the Demon, don't tell me you really think you're capable of killing me?" Lucas smiled carefreely. "Feel free to try it out." His comment made the smile on Quinto's face frozen. "Lucas the Demon, I want you dead so badly!" Quinto shouted. Then, Quinto slashed out his Emperor Slashing Sword toward Lucas.

My hand instantly went to the hilt of my sword and sheathed it with a sharp sound. Turning in a swift move, my sword connected and rested at the base of my stalker's neck. "Calm your nerves, would you?" He said with a relaxed and careful smile. Letting my sword retrieve back in it's place in the sheath at my waist, I huffed out a breath. "Was it necessary to stalk me in a secluded hall instead of coming face to face. I could have slit your throat open." I said crossing my arms. "You and I both know that if that was possible I wouldn't have been standing here with my hands resting behind my back." His eyes twinkled in mischief and arrogance.

“You look like fucking shit by the way. Is that the same shirt you wore yesterday?” “Shut your mouth,” I slammed the door shut. “I'm going to fire that girl,” I fumed, moving towards my seat. “I don't know how she has lasted this long, she literally has the common sense of a retarded goldfish.” “That's a slur though,” Jerry pointed out. I frowned, “what?” “The R-word?” He answered, arching a brow. “It's a slur.” “Are you trying to provoke me right now?” “Sorry,” my friend laughed, holding up his hands in mock surrender.

Speaker B. “Once bitten, twice shy. I have seen the side of him that none of you got to know. So you will give me as many lectures as you can. I warned you not to touch his girl. But you won't listen. Now all of us will automatically go on his list. Once we meet even his shadow, we are finished.” Speaker A. “Okay then go and lick his shoes and beg for mercy. I don’t need a spineless person like you as my friend anyway” - Speaker B (sadistically)

It's just a matter of time. Then this guy comes up to Cassius and starts firing homophobic slurs at him. I just can't watch someone fire slurs and insults at him. I wonder how he takes them all without feeling the urge to kill the other person. Red clouds my vision. Before I realize what I'm doing, I'm walking forward, grabbing the homophobic motherfucker and smashing his face on the table. I don't hear a single sound. I don't see anything but blood as I punch the sick motherfucker in the face. I punch and punch nonstop, losing count of how many times I hit him. Like a killing machine, the monster I am. Until his voice pierces through the fog in my brain, pulling me back to the light from th

she gushed, biting back her giddy laugh. We made it to the front door at the same time as Ace and Gunnar which had Jericho deeply groaning. He bared his teeth at his brothers and Slash growled beside him as he gritted, "Be nice or Slash bites off a good chunk of both your dicks. You feel me?" "Whoa cub, cool down," Ace said with a taunting grin. Gunnar looked bored, "Love you, cub, but if you try that shit I'm putting the dog down."

she mocked as she drove the knife's point into his upper chest. Po looked like he'd been smooshed by a truck. "How the - " "Say another word about my being human, about my friend Anda, or my mother, and I'll run you through like I'm trying to make swiss cheese out of your body." Daaaamn. Sweets gots some sour in her makeup. "Why are you smirking, Xander?" Asher asked. I filled them in without dropping too far out of Junior's head. I heard a number of what sounded like high-fives taking place.

"I didn't behead you to cover my tracks. I instead beheaded you so that your silver blood would spread like an invitation throughout the mortal world." The obsidian ax rose, catching the gleaming neon lights of a Metropolis that didn't care about the death of an ancient god on their roof. "I want them all to come. Because slaughtering you one by one is too much of a waste of time on my date with Chloe. If they come at once... Vanguard has enough missiles to burn your entire kind into fertilizer in my yard." ZRAASHH! The crushing black swing ended his sentence. The silver-haired head was completely separated from the neck. Silver blood spurted high before evaporating into glowing pieces of as

"Ah! Someone, come quickly! Get this bloody prop out of here!" Sally's hysterical scream interrupted Quilton just as he was walking toward me. The moment he heard the word "prop", Quilton snapped back to his senses. Sally clung tightly to Quilton's clothes. She looked terrified as she buried herself in his arms. "Holly is too much, preparing gruesome props like this. Quilton, you know I faint at the sight of blood," she whined.

My eyelids feel like tiny bricks, and the urge to close them becomes a little too strong. "Well, she knows wolves die from silver and decided to stab me anyway. Who's the sick one here?" Vincent sounds like he's telling someone a joke. The funny thing is, he's not joking. Right now, he's just stating the facts. It's not like he's ever let me forget the day I stabbed him. And I would do it again if I could shut him up for a second. "I can't believe you. Who are you?" "Aros, did you fall and hit your head?"