Slash Man Novels & Stories

All Alex got was silence Alex sighed and moved closer He removed the oxygen machine and Skylar shot her eyes open Stacy widen her eyes in surprise Skylar gasp for air She still can't breath on her own She tried to raise her hands but failed Her eyes became teary as she continue gasping She plead with Alex with her eyes Alex knew what her gaze means but he sneer and watch her struggle to breath Skylar was becoming afraid she was losing her breath and her vision was becoming blurry every passing seconds. Skylar tried to open her mouth to shout but all came out was silence

When he tries to get up, I kick him in the face. I hear someone coming from behind. Spinning around, I block a punch. This one is fast, but I’m strong. I grab his arm, and he grunts. His eyes widen as I twist him around, and he’s defenseless as I throw him into the pool. Water splashes, the ice blue water turning brown, and the man yells. “It burns,” he cries. “It burns!” So I was right to not get into the water. Thank God. The crack of a whip soars through the air, and I duck it. A Silver Hunter with long blonde hair peeking out from her helmet advances on me.

"What's a pretty thing like you doing with a man like Killian Cross? You deserve someone who actually sees you. Someone who knows how to handle you." That's when I felt it, a chilling shift in the air. The man didn't even have time to turn. A sharp flash of silver cut through the air. In one terrifyingly clean stroke, a katana tore through the man's arm, severing it just below the elbow. Blood sprayed like ink across the porcelain walls. The man screamed, stumbling back as his limb hit the tiled floor with a wet thud. Behind him stood Killian, his eyes shimmering with unadulterated icy fury. He held the katana loosely at his side, but his chest rose and fell in lethal rhythm.

No one knows who the new leader is cause he is always wearing a black mask , he covers his upper face with it while his lower face is left uncovered. The men found it funny that Mark was claiming to be the lord of one of the most dangerous mafia group in New York City. "Slade cut off his fingers and feed it to the other one " Mark instructed and his right hand man Slade took out a dagger and cut off the man's finger. The man let out a terrifying scream as Slade cut off his finger the other man tried to run away but Slade dragged him back and forced the man's finger into his throat.

I looked towards the screen where the sound was coming from and immediately sweat broke out from my pores. The man strapped to a metal table was bloodied all over making it difficult to recognize him at first glance but with closer studying, the features of the man became identifiable. Kilan. His short dark hair was damp from liquid, perhaps sweat or blood. His middle finger was being cut off slowly by a bald-headed bulky man as his screams grew throaty.

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 …

Jacob moved the knife and placed it down on the space between my thumb and index finger while I shivered. "Here it begins." He warned and began to move the knife from space to space in between my fingers, while I tried to scream. The knife was not touching my fingers yet as Jacob was carefully placing it in between the spaces but soon after, he turned his face away and began to smoke while I squirmed more. Jacob paced up, moving the knife from space to space in between my fingers and suddenly, the sharp pointed end of the knife cut through the skin on the side of my finger, making me scream in pain under Enzo's hand. I squirmed on my chair, suffering from the immense pain he was inflicting u

I had never done anything like that ever before. Tristan cried in pain and I turned to look at him. He was not looking good. I somehow knew that if I did not help him, he would be dead. I took a deep breath and took that knife from that strange man. "Make a small cut right above the wound. Use your fingers to separate the skin. Then dip your fingers in and grab the bullet. Pull it out and stitch up the wound. Remember, wash the wound and your hands and the knife with this vodka." He told me and I nodded my head.

Here's to hoping she knew what that meant. She’d just gotten one on when Holland tried again. Leaving the Vampire with the knife in his throat on the ground and the other one whom she’d knocked to the ground to attempt to recover, she lifted her hand and deflected the blast from Holland. It careened into the cave wall and knocked some pieces of rock down on the other side of the cavern.

Before turning and feeling my claws come out. I slash at the man about 2 inches above his head, because he is really short, but stout and quicker than I had originally suspected. When I do not connect, I am confused, but then lash out again and connect this time with his head. Thinking that “This is almost too easy.” I shake my head when I rip his throat out and blood sprays everywhere.