Human Chucky Novels & Stories

Maybe the blood had turned to black because the man's clothes bleached on it as Alijah had explained to him. Or maybe he was simply too obsessed with extraordinary beings that he got suspicious of everyone and everything. He couldn't believe that he had suspected a cat to be human too. "Maybe I should forget all these." He told himself. "But I need answers too." He said again. Lost about what else to do, he drew the rest of the black blood into four syringes and pumped them into the puppy who whined at the pain. If he got nothing after that, he would stop.

She would gladly return the wolf to Roman if he is. Besides, having a horny, possessive, gay wolf is not something what Annabelle expected when she brought Chucky home with her. "Chucky does not have an owner." Roman chuckled and shook his head. Behind him, Trav and Jughead face-palmed. “They just want to hang out with Chucky for a while. I can wait out here with you, if you like.” Arch, the smooth talker, interjected. “You are astoundingly gorgeous, I think the only way you could possibly be more beautiful is if I got to know you.” Cheesy, but Arch’s pickup line worked.

Happy Halloween everyone! I know every culture celebrates holidays differently but what is your favorite thing about the "spooky" day!? I enjoy the scary movies and shows that play during this time. I am SUPER excited and LOVE the new Chucky series too! I'm hoping for a crossover with the two different Chuckys. My kids love dressing up each year and will walk until their buckets are full of candy. Yes, there is some whining as we get close to ending the night but eating their candy makes things worth it!

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?”

“The Huntleys organized a massive fundraiser for me last year. I’ve known Christina since grade school.” “Known her?” I say. “Or fucked her? Because if you haven’t done it yet, you’d better get to it, before she starts humping your leg in public.” “Oh my god,” Calester says, pressing his fingers against the bridge of his nose. “I can’t believe this. I’m marrying a child. And not a normal child—a demon hellspawn, like Chucky, or the Children of the Corn . . .” I try to jerk my arm away from him, but his grip is harder than steel. I’m going to have to really make a scene to get loose, and I’m not quite ready to blow this thing up just yet.

All the years he had known him, he hadn't seen him this confused and disordered. “How about you go out for a ride alone, you know. Clear your head or feed?” He suggested. “I stopped feeding directly from humans a few years ago,” Lucien said. “Except when necessary, of course,” he added. Darius looked confused. “You survive on what? blood banks?” “Yeah. And bad people's blood.” Lucien had worked hard to reduce his intake of human blood because it controlled him. Whenever he fed on humans, he couldn't stop till he killed them.

The old man announces, not asks, so I assume he knows who I am. “And you are?” I put down the pen and ruler to measure the distance on the map and gauge the old man who stands at the tent entrance waiting for permission to enter. “I am Chakor, a friend of Hunji’s.” He says with the dip of his head. “The Skinwalker,” I remember Hunji telling us about him. I also remember Tawny telling us he had come to visit her just before her cubs were born. Taking a closer look, I could see his yellow eyes and the telltale sign of crescent-shaped pupils, just like Petra's.

A strange human. This was not the first human to cut their hand and draw blood in front of Selina, but Oralie was the first to do so seamlessly. Whoever is not afraid of pain, let alone being human, is weak and helpless. Even if it was Selina's brother - a vampire, in the blood cutting ceremony to make her come of age, he couldn't slash his wrist and be as fluent and decisive as the human in front of her.

, he said too calmly. He went over to one of the room sockets and pulled out the head of a charger that was plugged in there. I had not noticed it when I first came in because it was not significant, and I did not expect that Alexander would hide cameras just so he could blackmail me. He clicked something on the head of the charger, and I started to hear my pleas and moans. I could hear myself begging, and Alexander grunting. I could hear the sound of him clapping inside of me. This was going to break Ryan. What was I thinking when I accepted this horrible deal?

“She stinks… Her scent is so disgusting, it makes me wanna throw up, how I hate humans.” Why do they keep talking about humans like aliens? What do they mean when they say that? Who are they and why do they distance themselves from ‘the humans’? Why do they hate me so much? I could feel a faint voice inside of my head calling for help at that moment. I heard a violent growl that sent me to my knees out of fear. This made Monica and her friends run away hurriedly almost like they saw a ghost. I tightly clutched my hands on my chest and cried profusely, whatever it was, it was going to eat me up, I was too scared I couldn’t even turn around to look at it. I began to feel that same pull I felt