Beast Fiction Novels & Stories

He laughed like an insane creature. "Fuck you, Emma, you walk around acting all innocent with an ass like that and those curves. Your heat is nearing and I intend to take full advantage of your rising desires. You'll be crying out my name wanting me to satisfy your burning itch," he said sincerely and I gagged on his words and tears that were streaming down my face. When my skin started to feel like needles were piercing it I barely registered. Brian dropped me to the floor of some room where he locked the door behind himself. I was curled on the concrete floor watching him unbutton his shirt. His body was scarred and oddly muscular. I winced as my body convulsed and I felt my bones snapping

This was what made that teetering control tip, sliding them into the murky waters where The Beast waited, where it eagerly grinned, a thing that was only too happy to rise to the occasion and fulfill its purpose in the world. Come into my house, the driver said. Be yourself here. Jack said yes and became The Beast. Now, as it scanned the trees, eyes black as a shark’s, it invited Michael also. And even though he didn’t want to go there, he could feel his teetering control giving way. Sliding, sliding, sliding towards the door as it creaked open, sighs escaping. Could Michael hurt this thing to save himself? Yes. Yes, he could. ***

Even her hair is different, suddenly wet and smelling of rank, briny seawater as it writhes around her shoulders like a nest of vipers. The skeleton’s face that hovers inches from my own swells with darkness, bristling with thin wavy tendrils of shadow that drift slowly through the air towards me. I hear a hollow, joyless sound emanating from the creature that was Bea. She’s laughing. A gloomy tendril of shade winds towards me, and brushes my cheek. It burns hotter than fire, colder than ice. In that moment, I snap out of it. I spring to my feet, running to the edge of the clearing, just as Bea explodes in a ball of twisting filaments of black mist, like she’s being consumed from within by a

Warning: R18+ CHAPTER 36: DISTURBING FACTS " Hmm, ughh-hh so yummy. Sh*t Ughhh." The ugly old man moaned as he's manhood entering the b*dy of the lif*less teen*ger, a woman. This is how this old man tort*res anyone, even an animal. It's worse. "He's really the Beast. I am now standing here by the door while watching him, I can also hear the cries of those in the other room who have been victimized by him.

As though feeling the tension of being prey and me the predator, his gaze darted between the mouth of the alley and me, biting his lip until it was bright red. “I can fuck you up.” I loved fucking with terrified people. The wolf inside me paced in anticipation. I took a step toward him and he paled, shaking so badly the gun wobbled in his hand. “Stop it!” His voice rose to a scream. “I’ll kill you. I will!” “Try it.” I took another step closer. “See what happens.” His eyes widened like he thought I was crazy, and he wasn’t far off. When you’ve hunted for the mafia, killed people they didn’t want to bloody their hands with, and taken out whole families, nothing sane remained.

“It shows us evil creatures beyond the wolves ' understanding. Beings that skittered through the soil when power is being altered.” I frowned, trying to find a reason for calling the book absurd as Briony sprawled each page open. “And you think….this is what's happening?” Briony bit her lip before pressing into a thin certain page of the book as though she was more visual than us. “The great beast is missing.” She exclaimed, her statement making me more confused. “What is that?” I asked, my tone already trembling. “The beast found in page 119 of this book had only once escaped this book, which led to the ruining of an entire clan seven hundred years ago.” Briony's words stinging fear into my

Beasty emerges in Isabella's presence for the first time ever, unlike the one she had witness in her dream, Beasty was very ugly and unbelievably huge. His fangs long and Sharp while his mouth was too wide for his face. Isabella could only gasped and cringe in great shock at the Beast she had been living with for the past few months. Sidney's Beast was not at all different from Hayden's but unlike Beasty which is black , his was white. The eyes glaring and challengingly that Isabella heart continue beating non stop.

Grant Gonas is the man the underworld fears and the business world admires. As the CEO of GONAS, a multibillion-dollar empire built over generations, he is known for his intelligence, discipline, and ruthless decisions. But beneath the image of a respected businessman lies a terrifying secret—Grant is the head of one of the most powerful mafia families in America. Feared as The Frozen Beast, he has no room for emotions, no patience for love, and no intention of letting anyone close enough to become his weakness. A high-stakes business meeting takes Grant from Los Angeles to San Diego, where he chooses to travel without the luxury and security that usually surround him. One rainy afternoon,

Pine joked, earning him a slap to the back of the head from Reaper. “Beast isn’t one to tolerate your jokes. Careful, Pine.” Reaper warns. “I would second that.” Beasts' low, threatening tone vibrates the surrounding air. “Beast,” I nod. Beast walks to the fire, relaxing on the dirty ground, leaning against the log bench. He always preferred the ground. He could detect movement vibrations through the ground. Nothing sneaks up on Beast. Ever. “That female is my mate.” I watched as the group turned and looked at Beast wide-eyed.

Only the Beast King Cities maintained a steady flame, but the Elk Tribe, where she now lived in the Southern Region, did not. Yet in her hands lay a slab of raw meat, and the hunger gnawing at her grew louder with each passing second. Clar had already started organizing what she remembered from the book she had read before her transmigration. The Beast Domain was divided into four great regions—South, North, East, and West—each ruled by a Beast King City. Between them lay the Dark Forest, home to ferocious beasts. Male beastmen could only strengthen themselves by absorbing crystal cores. These crystals awakened their abilities, but awakening came at a cost. Without the soothing presence of a