Slasher Fiction Novels & Stories

We could hear a chorus of sounds that made my ears curl and my stomach knot and when we heard a desperate scream become immediately cut off, we rushed in, guns leveled as we aimed at any male we could see. I could see a large table with our main target on top of it; his naked body in a compromised position with a female under him convulsing as I silver dagger stuck out of her heart. I saw Jason Frost shift in an instant and charge the fucker, his wolf catapulting off the head of a standing male target and scalping the bastard as his claws dug in before he leapt. In a sailing motion that seemed captured by time, his mouth opened as his teeth gleamed in the low light as they wrapped around the

But Sir wasn’t even mad. The crowd around the campfire remained the same, their faces relaxed in ignorant bliss. That slasher could probably take them out on his own, but his range was pathetic. Two meters of slashing radius? It was a joke. Slashers were weak. Mindless. And I wasn’t one to talk—my own limitations irritated me—but he was still a weak-ass thinker. The others had already begun. I saw the first tents darken. Silent violence swallowed the flicker of light. Then, the muffled screams came—low, panicked sounds. The itch went down from my throat to my palms. I needed to burst someone now.

Its sudden appearance caused a ripple of panic, and many tried to make themselves as small as possible, hoping to avoid its wrath. Without warning, Annihilator lunged at a young boy. The boy didn't even have time to scream before his head was ripped from his body. Blood sprayed across the room, and the wolf drank deeply, savoring its kill. The sight was too much for some of the slaves, who fainted at the gruesome spectacle. The cloud-covered moon and the onset of heavy rain added to the macabre scene.

He called me a liar and that’s when I snapped, I felt Legacy and Miracle retreat to the back of my mind and Faith jumped out of room. I grabbed my silver tip blade and I slowly started to slice this man letting him bled and then he thought it would be funny to start laughing I took the blade and stabbed him in different selection of his body making him scream loudly, I puncher his lungs when I did so I decided that I would make him drink a potion that I had spelled and shoved down his throat it was to making him die slow bloody death, since he was a shifter I had to keep cutting him until the potion was coursing through his veins I could tell when it had made its way through his body he stop

I wasted no time pulling the trigger down his throat. "Bastardo, clean up this mess reco and do well to cut him into piece, send his body to his family they would love my present. what the fun in killing without having to give a present. ********************(home)********************* l just got out from the bathroom after having a proper cleanup, decided to go see the affairs of the house. I just got to know I have a little business or a meeting with my new slaves. I was told they have been groumed except from a little naive girl who seemed lost in the world.

The killer aura of the Black Wolf mafia vice-chairman completely shattered his mental state. Slash! With a quick and almost invisible movement, Law slashed the left hand of this mafia member, then wounded his shoulder and right hand. Finally, Law raised his hand, pointed the blade downward, and stabbed the Blood mafia member in the face repeatedly until he died. “Tsk, very unpleasant.” After that, he returned to attack the remaining Blood mafia members. Jeff also returned to slaughter the remaining Blood mafia members along with the other mafia members. This early morning was truly tense and crazy. The moonlight dimmed along with the madness in this area, which dimmed as well.