Michael Vs Freddy Krueger Novels & Stories

Freya "You like the view, mate?" Michael asked me with a sly grin on his lips as he continued to masturbate his hard shaft. I nodded unknowingly in response as if I was hypnotized by him because I couldn't take my eyes off the huge and hard meat that Michael is masturbating. "Can I suck your dick now, Michael?" I asked him almost pleading. I don't know what got to me but I can't seem to wait anymore to feel him inside my mouth again.

Without thinking, I bring my hands to his face and nail my thumbs into his eyes. Blood splashes out and the guy lets out a scream of pain as he falls to his knees. I run towards the metal pipe on the floor, grab it, and hit the guy's head repeatedly, releasing all my fury for Lia, the torture, and the confinement. When I turn, I see that Michael has killed the other guy by suffocating him. We're both beaten and covered in blood. Michael extends his hand towards me, and I make an effort to get up and take it, helping him up.

Absolutely unhinged. “AAAAHHHH—IT’S GONNA EAT ME—I KNEW THIS WAS HOW I’D GO—” I freeze. Parker’s eyebrows shoot up so high they almost leave his face. Is that—? Yes. That’s Michael. Screaming. Like. A. Girl. We round the bend in the cave, and there they are. Michael, backed up against a rock like he’s about to faint, eyes huge, hands up like the light is going to punch him in the jaw.

/ He jumped in, planning to retrieve Vanora then escape, so that he could settle this problem, but he got intercepted by Michael. "GOD FUCKING DAMN IT! I SHOULD HAVE FINISHED YOU BACK THEN!" Vlad's yell echoed throughout the space and maze. He wasted no time in commencing his attack, which caught Michael by surprise. His understanding of Vlad was someone who would at least finish his rambles before toying with his prey. Despite the improvement he had made in the past year, it still proved to be insufficient against Vlad. Michael was barely keeping up his defense. There was not even a glimpse of a chance to fight back.

he asked, cocking his head to the side as he stared at me. “You wanted me, and now, you have me, let him go,” I said. “I wanted the both of you… Now I have you,’ he said. My blood went cold. Michael stepped forward, smiling softly, “I have done what you wanted, now, can I have mine?” he asked. Nyx nodded, “Freedom?” Michael smiled, ‘thank you…” He didn’t complete the words, he didn’t have the chance to, not when Nyx’s hand darted out, fire surging from it hot and blinding as it burned him to a crisp.

And they were dead. More images of cruelty invaded Michael’s mind, it was like they were even reaching his skull, his bones, clouding his vision. He could taste blood, spilling in his mouth and he knew his fangs had shown. Killian would have seen them, if Michael’s jaw hadn’t been painfully pressed shut. But Killian was a quiet, unmoving presence. Michael looked up from where his eyes were glued to the now covered wrist. “Is there anything you’d like to ask ?”

I held him in front of me as we walked through those doors. Felix was on his knees with two men holding guns to his head. I could see his fangs elongate as he waited to make his move. Vampires were the fastest supernatural creatures that existed and he could disarm and kill at least one before the other one could make a move. “Lower your weapons,” Michael said as the two men glanced at us. They took a step backwards and lowered their guns to the floor. Felix stood up and picked their guns up before crushing them in his hands.

I barely had time to suck in a breath before Michael moved. Jared smirked, then Michael's fist shattered his face. Blood splattered. His body crumpled before his brain caught up. And Michael didn't stop. I moved without thinking, kicking Micheal hard in the ass, pushing him forward and jolting him mid-punch. "Get off him, you fucking psycho!" I screamed. Michael stilled. His shoulders rose and fell as he took a few deep breaths, then he turned, his wild eyes locking onto mine.

Reasa stared mutely at them for a second, her terrified mind trying to register what they held in their hands. "I came prepared with Amort." Michael's smile was nothing short of insane. "I really liked watching the flesh putrefy on Pietro's body. I want to see it again." Pietro moved then, a bellow of utter rage dragged from the depths of his soul. At supernatural speed he incapacitated two vampires, throwing hacked off arms at a third and decapitating the fourth. Michael sprang out of his reach, roaring at his men. "Kill him!"

Another dragon shifted into his human form and mocked. “Well, so bad you met the fucker me. I don't give a shit whether you are dragons or not. But before you can get to Theo, you will have to get through me first, dick heads.” Michael spat furiously and growled loudly at them. He wanted nothing but to snap their heads and kill them all at that very moment. So what if they are dragons? What if they can produce fire? Michael didn't give a damn. But then again, Theo's in his care now. He needs to protect him regardless.