Beast Of Beauclair の小説・ストーリー

"My cousin Mira wrote to me about... about him." The way she says 'him' makes my skin prickle. "Alpha Stone?" She nods. "She says... Alora, are you sure you want to hear this?" "I need to know what I'm walking into." My voice comes out stronger than I feel. "Please." Sarah perches on the edge of my stripped bed. "They call him the Beast for a reason. Not just because of his size or strength, but..." She swallows hard. "He can scent emotions. Fear, desire, lies – especially lies. They say he punishes deception more harshly than any other offense."

The same goes with Vincent. He was on the verge of losing control just by staring in her beautiful caramel eyes which were begging him to do more. His nostrils flared and he released a harsh breath. "come with me." Eva felt like protesting but she knew better to provoke his Beast when he was nothing from past days but look act a little nice with her. She gave in and followed behind him. They stopped right before the dolphins and Eva had erge to play with them, so she looked at her husband only to receive a nod of approval from him as an answer.

I mumble, still staring at the Beast who is watching his claw. I remember when I drowned in the lake. The Beast had jumped behind me as if reaching me was the ultimate goal. Maybe, he doesn’t want to harm— My thoughts come to a halt when the Beast growls and lunges towards Declan. The latter is prepared to fight. He forms an invisible shield, causing the Beast to hit the air. I gasp, stumbling a step back. The shield enrages the Beast. He stumbles before the ground starts shaking again. Glass falls from the ceiling, and doesn’t stop falling after that.

His hands clamped around my shoulders, holding me in place. When I dragged my gaze upward, my breath caught in my throat. His eyes were glowing again—that eerie, feral luminescence that spoke of the madness lurking beneath his skin. His beast was rising again. But I wasn't afraid this time. "What did you just say?" His words came out as a growl. I met his predatory gaze without flinching, lifting my chin in defiance even as my heart hammered against my ribs. "You heard me." He let out a deafening roar as dark fur rippled across his jaw and throat, spreading over his shoulders in a wave of black that shimmered beneath the moonlight.

“Mom and Dad protected you too much, you know? You should have seen with your own eyes how the pack look at us after Holly started talking about her shitty dreams to everyone. We were building something so good and, suddenly, because of her, it was all gone. Do you know how many years it took me to be known as more than just the cursed girl’s sister?” “You…!” “Are you afraid of death, Holly?” Her eyes suddenly met mine and Violet began to move closer “You shouldn’t be. There’s no way you can escape this time, like you did on the day of the fire.” She smiled as she bent down slightly toward me “When the Beast kills you after seeing the ugly wife we ​​got for him, don’t try to escape, okay? It

I stared dead ahead, ignoring Claw's comment. "Sheesh . . . the guys said you were antisocial, but I didn't realize you were a deaf-mute," he continued to ramble on. "Shut your yappin', we've got company," I gruffed, witnessing two tall figures step out from between the shipment containers. We ventured into the downpour, getting soaked to our skin within seconds. "We're here to see a guy named Beast," a haggard-looking wolf shifter yelled, grimacing through the rain.

Nobody at all. Jack was alone. And so he lay there observing the great shape unfurling from the cut. It moved like cloud shadows over the faces of mountains, slithering and worthy of its wonder. Jack watched this thing quicken, its ferocity making him as tiny and insignificant as an ant, and in the shade of that enormous comparison, he recognized it for what it was. The Beast. It drank the stars dry, one by one, until only darkness remained. *** Michael brought the rock down a final time.

he asked Duke, not minding my presence. "Yes, babe, she's my steward," Duke responded dryly. If I am not mistaken, she is Marie, the second daughter of the Menejez tribe; they lived near the Criose territory, the most hard-headed tribe; they were called the black sheep tribe. They don't follow the rules; they are killed once every hundred years via poisoning or hunting. They were the main reason why we wolves were almost exposed, and now, humans do believe we exist and continually hunt us. Either to kill or to attract people for money.

It came out, clearly expecting not to find so many people staring at it and this somehow frightened enough for it to wheel around and flee. Only, before it could scarper far enough, Chu Xun caught up to it and smashed its skull, killing it easily. The hog must have just freshly turned a Beast Lord and was attracted here by the ancient ruins, thinking it could build up a horde of its own, only to be killed before any of its aspiration could come into fruition.