Killing Bites Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I race forward to save my innocent pack member. “Tilly is mine to protect,” I informed Kris as I saw red. I open my jaw to bite into his neck. The hunter sees me. He must realize his impending doom as he raises his arm to protect himself. An arm I sink my teeth into as hard as I can. I shake my head and his arm tears right off in my mouth. He screamed out in pain. He shouldn’t bother. He will be dead in a few minutes.

I yanked her head back until her face was tilted up toward mine. "You are not leaving this apartment..." My fingers tightened in her scalp... "You are going to sit right here, you are going to take my bite on your collarbone, and you are going to stay in my bed for the rest of your pathetic fucking life..." "I'll kill you!" she spat, dark blood and spit flying from her lips… Her sharp fangs popped out over her lower lip, biting into her own skin... "I swear on my mother's grave I will tear your fucking throat out while you sleep!"

His warm breathing hit her flesh and it made her insides tremble in terror. However, the next moment, she screamed in pain when he bit her neck, sinking his teeth inside her soft skin until he drew out blood. "Ahh no!" she cried, thrashing and crying under him. Killian didn't pay any heed to her screaming. He sucked on her skin, feeling the throbbing nerve under his mouth and the taste of her hot blood. Her screams rang in the room as he continued his brutal assault on her neck.

Because she smiled. Not the practiced one. Not the painted, perfumed, velvet-coated thing they all expected. This was the real one. The smile that came with her blood. With her lineage. With her power. And then she bit. Not playful. Not inviting. Not teasing. She bit down into his throat with the force of a creature that had once been hunted—but remembered how to hunt back. There was no scream. Just a wet crunch. His body spasmed once. Twice. Then fell still.

He squeezed possessively. The dynamic shifted instantly. The violence of the sparring bled into the violence of our attraction. We were both panting. We were both covered in sweat and snow. The scent of our exertion was heavy in the cold air. Kael looked up at me. His eyes were glowing gold. "You bit me," he said. He sounded proud. "You told me to kill," I said. "You taste like blood," Kael said. "My blood." "It tastes good," I whispered.

Katherine sucked in air, tried one last panicked lunge toward the table’s edge, anything to put even an inch between them but Killian simply hooked an arm around her waist and yanked her back, plastering her spine to his chest so tightly she could feel the steady, mocking thud of his heartbeat against her shoulder blades. A traitorous sound slipped out of her, a small, broken moan that made her cheeks burn with shame. Killian chuckled, dark and satisfied, the sound vibrating straight down her vertebrae. His mouth found the side of her throat, teeth scraping over the fading purple mark the couples’ therapist had primly labeled a hematoma. He bit down, not hard enough to break skin, just hard

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.

My intentions of biting was to kill her for seeing the scene where a vampire drinks a human blood, just like the rules. But when she turned out to be my mate, I had to quickly bring her to my bedroom and stop the spread of my biting poison and which is why she became horny. High priest gasped. “Don’t tell me you killed someone! “Hey!” I yelled. “I didn’t kill anyone. I was killed instead” I showed him the dagger mark on her chest. He gasped and jump to his feet to inspect it, but I pushed him aside gently “You worry too much for a two thousand years old man. Will I small dagger kill me?”

Infuriating bastard, “I am going to kill you!” “Alina no!-“ Zayne growls but I’m already lunging at Kieran claws and fangs bared, I snarled, digging my claws into his neck as we fall to the ground, rolling several times, stopping with me underneath him, rocks digging into my spine, his elbow digging into my throat, his fearsome fangs bared in my face. Fuck. I choked at the pressure on my gullet. Blood drips from his broken nose into my face.

He jumped up and slammed his hands against the pummel to drive the sword deeper. Bastion yelped aloud and stumbled backwards. Bloodchild turned to face him. Bastion fell to his knees. Alpha couldn’t stand to see such an honorable Bitten taken down by this coward. “Surely if his armor is enchanted so is that sword.” He rushed Bastion and yanked the sword out and in one fell swoop he thrust the sword deeply into Bloodchild’s chest.