Killing Bites Anime Novels & Stories

This was my last chance to get him. I’m horrified, shaking. I can feel blood on my tender skin, the pain of his bite searing into me. I’m panting, ashamed. I hesitated. Dad was right—Alpha Zane didn’t spare me. The questions he asked earlier all make sense now. He knew who I was all along. And he bit me… it’s real. My trembling fingers trace the fresh bite marks on my neck. “You should be grateful I didn’t kill you,” he growls, his eyes locking on mine with cruel satisfaction. “But killing you would be too easy.”

"I feel so dizzy. Everything is spinning. Please, I think I am dying too." Nyla wanted to scream. Lisa had a tiny scratch on her arm. One single scratch that was not even bleeding anymore. Meanwhile, Nyla could feel her own life draining out of her with every weak beat of her heart. Her insides were destroyed from the crash. The doctors had been shouting about internal bleeding and ruptured organs for the past two hours. She was the one dying here, not Lisa. But Eric was looking at Lisa like she was the most precious thing in the world. Like his actual wife was not lying three feet away, choking on her own blood.

The creature howled, staggering, but lunged again, claws aiming for his eyes. Kieran released the severed arm, rolling under the strike, coming up beneath it in a surge of fury. He drove forward, jaws closing on its throat this time, teeth sinking deep into pulsing silver veins that burned his mouth like acid. It thrashed wildly, claws raking his back in burning lines, drawing more blood that soaked his fur, but he locked his bite tighter, twisting with all his Alpha strength. The creature’s regeneration faltered under the relentless assault, silver blood bubbling slower, its movements growing frantic and desperate.

“What can you do alpha, are you going to hit me” Elena challenged him and Zane went closer to her. “ I can do more than hit you but first I need to get rid of this dress,” Zane said with a sinister smirk and within seconds he riped Elena's dress in two halves Elena was taken by this move that for a second she didn’t know how to behave or want to do. Reality sank into her when she realized that she was naked only in her bra and panty

For heavier items she couldn't carry, she hurled them onto the floor, smashing them while continuing her tirade. I waited until she shattered an imported piece of dishware. Then, calmly, I walked into the kitchen and picked up a knife. She froze, her bravado faltering as she stammered, "Ivy, you lunatic! What… What are you doing?" I smiled at her and said in a low and steady voice, "You've already accused me of killing Chester. So, tell me, what do you think I'm about to do now?" With the knife in one hand, I raised the other and slapped her across the face—twice. The sound was sharp and satisfying, quite a release for my pent-up anger.

I can feel the heaviness so much it hurts. “I cannot— I cannot control it.” I stutter as tears stream down my face and my body reverberates so much as I force my eyes to concentrate on the typed words on the report. Cause of death: Animal bites and strangling. “Cause of death, animal bites and strangling.” I mumble as I read along. “No, Emmett was not the one who killed her but it was one of them.” Aunt Kitra speaks as I look through the horrific pictures. “You – killed many of them upon their entrance into the city and they revenged by killing her?” I ask.

Autumn found him kneeling before a gravestone made not of stone but of light, a shimmer cut into the ground. The name glared back at him: Autumn Jordan, 2003–2025 Beloved. Broken. Burned. His shoulders shook. His hands dug into the glassy earth until his knuckles bled. “This place knows how I’ll lose you,” he whispered. Autumn knelt beside him, laid her hand on his shoulder. Her voice was a blade against despair. “Then rewrite it.” He looked up at her, his eyes glassy, rimmed with red. “I’m scared I’ll become him. Bastian. The one who killed Mara.”

I rear my head back and bite with all the force I can muster on the side of his neck. I feel his body seize and then there’s the slamming of the door as the other male takes off screaming. Grouch still hits at me, but now it's with his hands. His wolf will be too weak to push through. I know from my reading that if not treated in an hour, reversing the effects of a bite drastically decrease by the minute. It could take him a day or two to die out here and that sounds pretty good to me. Though unless I confirm the kill, I can’t live with that. I begin to release my grip and move onto his shoulder as his body begins to spasm, I rear my head back one more time and bite again, trying to ensure h

I aimed for her throat again and bit down on it tearing it apart from the remaining body. If her BITE can kill me, then sure mine call kill her too. Scratched me but I wouldn’t let go not when she had killed my mother. We both clawed at each other and I could feel her strength draining her. I shifted back away from her, panting heavily. She looks more like a beast than a wolf and I knew instantly that I just need to aim for her jugular . With her last bit of strength, she aimed at me and I but down on her jugular cutting the veins on her neck.

She falls to her knees on the floor, tears mixing with the blood staining her skin. “She’s dead,” she cries out, voice shattering. “Mama’s dead. He—he killed her. All of her. I saw it.” “Child, take a deep breath. How did he do it?” “He bit her. And then—then he was sucking her blood.” More fat tears fall from her eyes as she cries. Draining a mother in front of her child. The images burn into my head, my vision darkening. My wolf howls, claws tearing through my chest, demanding blood.