Zenitsu Scream Novels & Stories

— Kassian… please, Kassian… It's all I waited for. I resume my work with determination, concentrating my attention on the sensitive spot that makes her scream. Her body stiffens, her cries climb the octaves, and she explodes, shaken by violent convulsions, her essence flowing onto my tongue while I hold her, cradle her through the storm.

His scream ripped through the room, and it was like a sweet music to my ears "You could have killed her right?" I dug the blade deeper into his skin, and the bastard growled out loud, I pulled the blade off, making sure it tore it just the way I wanted, I spun around, my hand darting to the blowtorch, I grabbed it swiftly and the heat flared up as I ignited him, I heard the bastard curse out loud which only sent a wave of satisfaction coursing through my veins

⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ 🔞🔞🔞 MATURE CONTENT 🔞🔞🔞 PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO INTENSE INTIMATE SCENES🔞⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ Eve's scream was muffled by Silas's hand clamped over her mouth as Damon's fingers breached her from behind, stretching her in a way that made panic spike through her exhausted body.

I screamed. He was taken aback upon seeing me with no control. Mad. F*cking mad. Out of my sanity. I stepped forward as he stepped back. “You... you f*cking, Silva. You f*cking call me a f*cking bitch! I am no slut, nor a wh*re! I am just a bad f*cking bitch who beats men *sses and not f*cking and sucking and riding their f*cking d*cks!” I shout and threw the glass of wine towards him. The glass shattered as his blood drops. The broken glass cut his arms.

He added then kissed her lips. Alexis hugged him tightly and her demon form went out. She pushed him on the floor then sat down on his stomach part. "Oh, no. Not your demon again." Aitan stated then sighed. Alexis leaned down to kiss him again. She held his hands and when she was about to sit down to his crotch someone screamed. They looked at the direction of the scream and they saw Yuko and the others. Yuka is covering her eyes. "Wow. I didn't know that they're really going to do this here." Aristo commented in disbelief.

His face was pale, his expression a blend of rage and disbelief at what he’d just done. The group remained silent, their breaths caught in their throats. Then, an unearthly screech erupted from the sentient zombie who had been lurking near Akin. Her grotesque, clawed hands hovered over his lifeless body, trembling with what looked like grief—or fury. Her head snapped back as she let out another scream, louder and more guttural. The sound ricocheted off the walls of the canteen and sent chills coursing through the group. “She’s... mourning him,” Mira whispered, her voice barely audible over the screech.

"I'm done being locked away. I'm done with you and your mother's lies. I'm ending it now!" Fear crossed Sade's eyes, and she let out a loud, powerful, and hysterical scream. The high-pitched sound pierced my ears, making me flinch—goddess, she had powerful lungs. As the scream echoed through the dimly lit room, I felt the tension thickening in the air. It was as if time had stopped. Every heartbeat felt amplified, resonating with the chaos about to unfold. My hand snapped forward, and my claws curled around her mouth, silencing her.

I continued to organize my bag before getting ready to leave our classroom. "Ade, will your grandfather attend the upcoming business conferen—" Sancha's words were cut short by the shrill screams of our female classmates. What exactly is that? Is there a celebrity? "What is it?" Sancha expressed her perplexity. I didn't respond because I, too, was perplexed. Sancha, being the nosy person she is, immediately stooped up and exited the room. My eyes widened as she screamed as well. "Adeline, please come here! Please hurry!"

The room seemed to freeze. Nero squeezed, and Silas’s scream erupted—a raw, guttural howl that started as a high-pitched wail, sharp and piercing, like a wounded animal. The pain was immediate, searing, as Nero’s fingers crushed the delicate tissue of his scrotum. The scream deepened, a ragged, choking sound, as if Silas’s soul were being torn out. His body convulsed, the sheet slipping to reveal his pale, flabby frame, now slick with sweat. His eyes rolled back, veins bulging in his neck, as the agony radiated upward, a white-hot fire consuming his core. Nero’s grip tightened, and with a sickening *pop*, he yanked, tearing scrotum and penis free in a single, brutal motion. Blood sprayed, st

She opened her mouth wide and emits a sonic scream throwing the Beta off her body. As she was about to stand to her feet, Zuka moved faster than the eyes could see. He grabbed her by her throat and lifted her above the ground. “Let’s see how you will scream,” Zuka snarled. He was choking her making it impossible for her to emit a scream or utter a word.