A Bastian Novels & Stories

Bast crouched on the table and wrapped his tail around himself as he stayed still. “Can I eat the cat?” one of the guys asked and someone else agreed. I didn’t like that and Bast looked scared and angry because of the comment. I instantly acted out on impulse before Killian could step in. I chanted, “crescere.” Bastet grew into his large panther form as he still sat on the table. He let out a large rawr as he now swatted and hissed at the pack members. Several of them got up and backed away quickly as two others let their inner wolves growled at Bast. That’s when I stepped in, putting myself between the pack members and Bast. Killian and Wren stood close by as support and in curiosity to see

Camilla asked. Kairaf shook his head. "No, I never cared about that man. You know, when he was a child living in the Asuha Orphanage, Bastian was different from other children. He was mostly alone, but in his solitude, he would play with and molest animals he saw, like cats and birds. Even I never really knew what he was thinking," explained Kairaf. Honestly, Kamila really only found out that Bastian had been very cruel since he was a child. "But, how can there be someone like Bastian, shouldn't that man have a sense of sympathy and conscience why is it like that?" wondered Camilla.

“No way. That was his own son, wasn’t it? Even if you don’t acknowledge him, how can you be so cruel?” “Haha—do you guys know who Bastian’s mother was? With that kind of background, no way Talon would recognize him…” “What kind of background?” Bastian had long grown used to this kind of mockery. He didn’t feel much anymore. If people insulted him, he could hurl worse insults back. If that didn’t work, he’d fight. And if he lost, he’d at least make sure to bite back. In this world full of people, that’s just how it was. Even if you didn’t go looking for trouble, trouble would still come to you.

"Are you going to rape me again." He smirked . "I don't have to, you will come to me." With that he walked to the bathroom taking off his robe as he did. I couldn't help but look at him as he left, k was filled with disdain . The thought that I might not be safe with him flashed across my mind at the manner at Which he had acted earlier. Still it was like picking between the devil and the deep blue sea. Delvin was the devil, Steve the deep blue.

“No. I’m not the wild child in this relationship. You are.” “This is very true.” Trisha looked down at her ring as if she were contemplating sin. “Leave it on and behave. You have to wake up in the morning and live with yourself.” “True, but what if no one asks me to dance because of it?” “Would you like to dance?” a deep voice sounded behind them. They turned to see a rather buff looking Hispanic guy looking at Trisha, a smile on his face as he extended his hand. “Ummmm …” she mumbled as shock slipped across her features.