Beast In Me Novels & Stories

The Beast. The Beast is the darkest, most vicious predator waiting inside my blood. He doesn't compromise. He doesn't talk. When he takes the reins, I wake up miles away in the dirt of the Redgrave Quarter, my knuckles shattered and my chest coated in blood that doesn't belong to me. Rough sex, brutal dominance, and blood-marking are the exact triggers that draw the Beast out of his dark corner. I expected him to take control tonight while I pinned Cain to the wall and drove myself deep into his body.

I whispered, voice husky. “Take me. Ruin me.” The Beast growled low, a sound of pure possession. He hovered over me, powerful front paws planted on either side of my body, careful not to crush. The enormous head of his cock nudged my slick entrance, smearing precum over my folds. I trembled with anticipation, fear and lust twisting into something intoxicating. This was my beast now. My mate. My curse and…….. My salvation. And as the thick head began to push inside, stretching me wider than I had ever been stretched, I moaned his name into the morning light—ready to be claimed all over again.

The beast continues to growl and even takes a step back from me, but that doesn't stop me from moving closer to it. At the same moment the beast is ready to strike, my hand manages to touch it, causing a shock to run through my mind. An image of a man appears in my mind. He looks to be a little older than a teenager, with blue eyes, brown hair, and a semi-scrawny build of someone who has yet to build any muscle. The beast stops growling and changes his stance from fierce to a bow.

"Scared?" Am I? I drag my head in a sluggish shake. "Be honest, Ella. This beast is no joke when it comes to this. And I don't want regrets. So tell me honestly. Are you ready for this?" I swallow hard, gawking at him, while he awaits for my response. It's too hot in here, suddenly. I'm burning. And I love this beast, as he calls himself. So...

And although I couldn’t remember anything about her, I knew in my heart that I wanted her. [Flashback.] "But I’m on your team... Team Lucy, remember?" Team Lucy. Oh, Goddess. Please give me my memory back. 'I’m sorry.' Beast took back all the memories, and I just found myself sitting on the floor with my back against the cold walls, facing an empty gym. 'I did try my best while we were in the underworld, but the enchantment of that place was too much for me. I couldn’t even get a grip on reality from time to time. But I did try, buddy. I’m sorry.'

Kiema said, patting Kord's arm braced over her front. "The Beast. It comes," Alok said, his pale blue eyebrows dipped low over his tricolored eyes. "Right, yes. You've mentioned. What is the beast and why should I care?" Kiema asked. The group of Wardens jerked back as if Kiema had punched them in the bellies. "The Beast is the natural apex predator of all magical kind. It is the antithesis to any Prime or Prime descendant."

As a human, she wouldn't be able to detect the energy in the room, though she might feel the rise in temperature if she paid close attention. "Stay where you are," I tell her as she takes a small step back. Another growl releases from Beast. The internal battle is causing physical pain, and Beast shreds my insides refusing to back down. My vision goes red around the edges. Marinah Church is a threat, and Beast knows she needs to be eliminated. "King," Beck says from behind me. His tone in that one word means he understands I'm at a crossroads. "I've got this," I assure him through clenched teeth even though I'm not sure I do.

Fight the beast and take back my life. If it wasn't for my love for him, the beast would have consumed me. Bastian gave me something to fight for. I fought for him. I fought for myself. I fought for this pack. Now, I only feel love for everyone. I no longer have to fear myself. I no longer have to hide. I no longer have to worry about what lies beneath. The only thing I ever have to feel again is love and that's the best feeling in the world. THE END

But the occasional flickers it gave showed that it was not dead, but alive! The strange crystal in Aiden’s hand was a treasure from his family. It was called a Beast Crystal and it was used to locate members of Aiden’s race by inducing hallucinations of uncommon beasts in the minds of the victims. If the victim slept soundly without any hallucinations, that person was a regular old human. If there were results, then it meant that the person was of Aiden’s race – the Beastman Race! The user of the crystal could tell what was happening because the crystal allowed them to view the contents of the dream through the eyes of the conjured creature. So while they may not be able to see the beast, th

Her cheeks flushed pink, and I could smell the arousal of her soaked pussy flowing in through my nostrils and filling up my lungs. My lips hovered over hers as I spoke. "You think you got me all figured out, don't you? Some folks say that I'm a reasonable guy, just as some call me the devil. Believe every one of them because I act accordingly. I will destroy you in the most brutal yet beautiful way, and when I'm done, you'll understand why they named me The Beast." Gia's eyes flickered like candles at night, full of passion and desire. Her rapid pulse had nothing to do with fear; she craved my touch, wanting me to fulfil my promise. A teasing smile danced across her lips, daring me to contin