Slasher Novelas e Histórias

Then the vision becomes blurry. A mirror reflecting the face of a man. A sedan car driving in the rain. Blood dripping from a neck cut. I open my eyes wide suddenly. I know who the throat slasher will kill next.

One would think they’re restraining a monster. Perhaps what bothered me most was her eyes. They’re empty. The usual lightness disappeared like it was stolen from her. I let my gaze trail from her neck down her chest, noticing they had stripped her off her uniform, leaving her in nothing but her underwear and bra. My hands trembled with an urge to kill someone right now, and I know exactly who. Scarlet Tate. I could smell her disgusting perfume even from a mile away. From the corner of my eye, I caught sight of a small knife laying on a table nearby.

BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.

The silver was on his face and genitals so he was going through a considerable amount of pain. I kept ripping till I dug my claws into his throat. His bloodshot eyes looked into mine. At that point, I shifted, wanting him to see my face. “I am Your Silver. Real name Rihanna Silver. And I am your killer.” I pulled my claws out of his throat, making a hole there. His neck fell down, staring at my naked body, but if that will be the last pleasant thing he saw, I’d let him. I shifted back as it was hard moving with that body. “Lana, he’s dead, we have to get home.”

Over recent times, five different slitters' bodies have been brought here, these creatures aren't beneficial to vampires at all in any way but still, finding out what's bringing them down and killing them is needed. Slitters are more explained as soldiers of the dark witches, slitters can take the form of humans, or they could take the disguise of a human, the only way they could be differentiated from a normal human when they are disguised is the star cut which appears on the right side of their neck when they take a human disguise. They usually disguise themselves as humans when they are in a crowd, the real form of these creatures is creepy, they appear to be the ugliest of creations when

I scooted closer as our voices dropped to a low whisper. “Well.” She looked behind her to make sure Sam and Mrs. Cannon weren’t coming back, “This one guy said this morning, that the Delazar’s are creating trouble in Shadowcreek right now. They are tearing up the town looking for Hunter. He’s a big deal in their clan, Jay. He’s the leader of their reapers, the list holder. But I think he’s even more than that.”

Hunter Kill! Kill! Kill! The voice in my head is constantly repeating this and I can’t find it in me to deny it. I slash through everyone that gets in my way, leaving only a pile of mutilated bodies behind me. Yet I can’t find it in me to feel bad. No one will stop me! Kill! Kill! Find! Find! FIND!!! Find what? Skye

The slayer's brows furrowed in a sharp, bitter frown as he began to move toward him, stepping over the lifeless bodies that littered the ground. The sword in the slayer's grip was a gruesome sight — again — its blade smeared with blood and fat. Droplets of blood fell from the sword, soaking into the dusty ground. Agnil's gaze was fixed on the sword's edge, his terror growing with each passing moment. He tried to stumble backward, to flee from the slayer's deadly intent, but it was too late. With a swift, merciless stroke, the slayer struck Agnil's arm, slicing through his defenses.

I start throwing the knives when I’m confident enough that I am within killing distance. The first knife hits the monster behind the monster that Ash is fighting and goes down without a sound. Then I hit the two monsters that are closer to me, this leaves me with two knives left in my hand. Because I am still running towards the monsters I slow down a bit and count how many are left. 8 monsters, we have taken out two thirds of the monsters and I am buggered. Just as I finish counting Ash brings his sword up and plunges it into the monsters neck. That makes seven monsters.

“He vas in a triangle. Yah? A love triangle. Two men, one voman. All on the same S.H.A.D.E. squad. Very foolish. Very human. “I vas not there on that mission, but I read the reports. Ve had tracked a cryptid in the Rockies. High-altitude forest. Thin air. Limited visibility. And trees. So many trees. Ve called it the Slitherer. “I do not know vot it really is. Perhaps even the Dirt doesn’t know. It is not from your internet cryptid databases, oh no. This is something older. Maybe even the Dirt made it. But it looks like... something you might know. You have heard of the Rake?” “Yeah,” Rachelle said. “Pale humanoid creature. Long limbs. Dead eyes. Crawls like a nightmare.” Dr. Schnell nodded.