Slashers Oc Novels & Stories

When he gets in next to me, he reaches for a pair of black sunglasses, starts the car, and we are off. “Fang isn’t far from here. It’s one of the strip/BDSM clubs I’ve given to Kon to manage. The one I took you to the other day is called The Slip, and it’s the one Vanya manages. The first set of murders happened to her girls,” Kai tells me as we drive. He wasn’t lying; the club was literally up the road from us. I gasp at the sight in front of me. “Wait, isn’t this called Billionaire’s Row?” I ask with wide eyes and gaze up at the skyline dominated by large, towering buildings.

one snarls, his boot slamming into my side. I can hear Quinn shouting still, struggling, fighting. “You fucking cowards!” he yells. “It took a group of you to jump one man? Let him go!” Another kick. My vision starts to blur at the edges. “You think you’re something, skating around, taking cock behind closed doors?” “Ryker’s little slut,” one hisses in my ear, dragging me back to my feet only to slam his fist into my stomach again. I double over, spitting blood, and they just laugh.

I thought my mother would come to hug us but she didn't, she turned around and went into the house, my father said she was angry since none of us answered her calls in these years that passed. —Let's get to the point, where did you last see them? —For the second time we agree on something Dalton. Let's not waste time and take us to the place where they were seen. We were on the road where there was a totally destroyed car, according to Hector and Ana, both intercepted the vehicle in the middle of nowhere. This road is little traveled so when they arrived, both of them had already killed a couple of vampires apparently they were important members of a clan.

Well, I’m going to take away his hope too. As soon as the gunshot rang in the air, we took off. Bikes skating on asphalt, smoke filling the air, engines revving. A storm of metal against metal. It didn’t take long for the less-skilled amongst us to fall behind. Someone tried to clip me from behind. A slasher. It dawned on me they planned on playing dirty. They had separated themselves into groups targeting me and Max. Out there on the field, it was Slashers against Ryders and Outlaws.

Before Sly could bring out his gun, Shawn shot his hand, and Sly groaned in pain. "Where is she?" Shawn asked coldly, pointing the gun at Sly. Sly's face twisted in pain and fear. "You got the nerve to send your trash to attack me? Do you forget who I am? You dare touch the lion's tail," Shawn said, his voice filled with anger. Sly screamed in pain as Shawn shot his leg. "Stop!" Sly yelled. Shawn's expression remained cold. "Now, where is she?" Sly groaned in pain. "I don't know, she ran off, I don't know where she is." Shawn shot the same leg again, and Sly screamed in pain. "Ahhhhhh! I am telling the truth!"