Slash Man Novels & Stories

At least I'd aimed at the real one this time. "We both know you are," he said, darting forward and landing me another kick, my hip this time. The ring. I shook my head, wanting to vomit from the pain. No. Not yet. But Grey was out cold and it was die like this or die free of pain. I dug my thumb nail into the base of my middle finger and pushed, forcing the band up my finger. The tattooed man kicked again, doubling me over as his foot connected with my stomach.

“ Lucia, just how much more money do you need to satisfy you for you to leave Johnny? If 10 million dollars is not enough, what about 15 million? Don’t be too greedy, my offer is enough ..…” Pah! Before she could finish her sentence, a slap sound echoed in the enclosed cubicle. Lucia slapped her! She couldn’t hold it in any longer and slapped her in the face! Renata's eyes widened with surprise. Lucia slapped her. She really laid a hand on her just now!

"Do you really think that I'd allow myself to be alone and defenseless even after knowing all of this?" As soon as I finished speaking, the ropes binding my hands were cut by a small hidden knife. I kicked Camden hard, aiming for his weak spot and sending the knife flying. At the same moment, the warehouse doors burst open. Don lunged at me with a knife, but a police officer shot him in the hand, forcing him to drop the weapon. I took the opportunity to kick Nevaeh to the ground and watched as all three of them writhed in pain and screamed.

Who does he think he is, butting in and trying to tell her what to do, she thought to herself still angry at him. She tried to make the cut, a delicate diagonal slice across the stem of the plant, but his proximity was just too much for her. The scent of him: Rain, Musk, Mate, clouded her mind so bad that she couldn’t really focus and her hand slipped. Slash. The scalpel didn't hit the plant it was intended to cut through, but rather, it slid across the meat of her left palm. It wasn't a small cut. It was a very deep one.

It sliced through like a hot knife in melted butter. “You damn werewolves!” The man shrieked, half laughing when he saw the damage inflicted on his right leg. “I will kill you.” The man promised, before proceeding to leap for his ax which had slipped from his grasp when Toga’s husband had taken his pound of flesh. Again, the man was too slow. As he reached for his ax, Toga’s katana swiped at the fellow’s neck, cleaving it off perfectly. Blood spilled from the man’s stump before he finally collapsed on the earth, his hand resting perfectly on his ax.

Once the masked man was in his hands, they had plenty of cruel methods to get the masked man to speak! Bang! Hamish waved his ax and slashed at where Fane was, immediately causing the ground to split open! Hamish was attacking very fiercely, but he was not fast enough. Even if Fane did not use the laws of space, Fane was still able to avoid it. Hamish clenched his teeth when he saw that he had missed. In Hamish's eyes, Fane was just a piece of trash that only knew how to brag!

Wilbur said coldly, "You should take this too." "God-Slaying Slash." Wilbur made his sword attack.

Adrian calmly spoke without sparing him a glance… “ I swear I don't know them.. I was only paid and the details were emailed to me…” The man was breathing really fast as he spoke but Adrian wasn't buying it as he swung the Katana in front of the man and slashed his left cheeks pretty badly making it bleed profusely… “Oops! My bad…I missed…. I was actually aiming for your cute neck, I promise I'm not gonna miss it next time…” Adrian was clearly messing with him and the man felt like he could go crazy …

"I came here prepared. I already gave her an hint that I might be leaving her soon . I already said goodbye to my friends, so it's fine, and... Slash!! Slash! Slash!! He didn't let her finish. He slashed and gored her to death. It was the sound of a sword-- The sword that hadn't been anywhere there, some seconds ago. I looked closely and realized it was no sword-- it was his claws and teeth. Blood flowed on the desk, floor and splashed onto his face. He gored her three times. He did it so easily that I wondered how many people he had killed in the past. Everywhere was bloody. There in the corner they both had had sex barely five minutes ago, he dug a hole, put her body in the sack and dumped

One by one, the monstrous faces bared their fangs and claws, swiftly pouncing toward Adrian and the others. Slash! Ash stepped forward, unsheathing his Doomcleaver with a clang. Instantly, many monsters and fiend slaves were killed on the spot. But the old man didn't care about his fiend slaves. His figure flickered, and strange black auras kept appearing. With each eruption, more fiend slaves materialized.