Beast Of Blue Obsidian Novels & Stories

He could sense that this was becoming more and more complicated as it stared at him with its pitch-black eyes. Denver – in his beast form – howled like a madman – before he tried to open the prison cell by colliding his body in it. His eyes widened as he saw the dented prison cell before it whimpered and growled – like it just made him more… livid. This time, even King Levi felt a bit of fear inside him. Even though he knew about this already – he was still disoriented and just so shocked at how this happened. Denver’s beast form is just too powerful, and he didn’t know what might happen if he got out from this cell.

A massive corrupted beast—something shaped like a lion but composed of bone, fog, and black water—lunged toward Alessia with fanged jaws wide. Alessia lifted a hand. “Down.” The beast froze midair and then slammed into the earth with enough force to crack the ground. Kael sliced its head clean off before it could rise again. Ianthe whistled. “Alessia’s not playing today.” “She never does,” Kael muttered. Seraphine clung to her satchel. “Th-this is worse than the Leviathan—” Rian choked, “Everything is worse than the Leviathan!”

"I... who is this kind person who took him in? I might be able to convince him to take me in, too." All humour left Knox's eyes, and I almost took a step away from him just from how dangerous he looked. "I doubt he would," he said, his voice thick with hatred as he pulled out his left hand again. "The same person who took Valerian in... is the same person who did this to my hand, simply because I refused a duel, knowing what he could do." "What?" "Eros," he said, his voice low. "Eros Dionte, the worst monster of them all."

“Whatever’s on that tape, you won’t face it alone.” Cassandra met his eyes. There was something different in him now. Not just love. Determination. Steadiness. And something colder. She nodded. Then pressed play. The tape hissed for a moment, then clicked. Whitlock’s voice was clear. Measured. Like he was in the room. “Jason,” it began. “By now, you’ve learned who you are. I imagine it makes you feel dirty. Like something unnatural. But let me tell you the truth, monsters aren’t born. They’re built. And you… you were built perfectly.”

Flames shouted. Everybody halted on sighting three creatures with horns, There were like demons buy demons are not permitted into this realm, they held axes that emitted blue lightning and their eyes glowed blueish and veins spread out of their faces. " What is your mission Here in the Vase of immortality Mysterious? " One of the beast asked and Mysterious was shocked that the beast knows him and his name, Those beasts had a murderous look in their eyes as they firmly held their axes.

Her breath hitched when Tristan’s voice came. “Since when did you gain such responsibility, Alaiya?” Turning she saw he silently wiped out her entire archers. Long ranger fighters already had no chance before a beast and took advantage of this fact. “Obsidian Beast.” She gulped, she knew she had no chance to win. “Dammit.” Cursing, she was about to cast a spell to alert everyone that the Obsidian Beast had invaded them from behind and wiped them all out. “Ah, not too quick, Sweetheart.”

"Lot 005. Ladies and gentlemen." "Showing here." With a flash of light pouring on the stage, the audience saw a small cage. There was a little girl squatting on the floor. She was completely naked. Tears dried on her dirty face. Her hair was shining with scraps of light and her lips were red like blossoming cherry. Every piece of her skin was breath-taking. "Ooohoo!" Someone whistled with wicked smiles and uncovered lusts. "A perfect sex slave. Blood type AB- negative." The auctioneer seemed to be satisfied with their reaction. He raised up his jaw and looked around. Everyone's attention was caught by the beautiful little creature on the stage.

I will look death in the face and spit in its eye. He stands over me-the great beast I spent my life hating. I was told my dragon captor would be blue and he is. Though blue doesn't quite cover the shades of color rippling over his scales. From the fairest blue sky to the dark of the moon, the light illuminates his incredible hide. His monstrous body is larger than I ever imagined. And his eyes. Their stunning blue depths hold nothing but death. "What are you staring at, female?"

Anticipation filled him as he wondered whether the beast could withstand the stone’s brilliance. Boom! The divine light struck the beast with immense force, cutting deep gashes into its flesh and sending blood flying. The creature roared in pain and fury, its eyes now showing a flicker of fear. It hadn’t expected the Prism Stone’s five-colored light to be so overwhelming, surrounding it in a cage of brilliance. Escape wouldn’t be easy. The divine light was incredibly powerful, like an artifact of unmatched strength. The beast’s furious howls echoed through the air, but its struggles were futile. The Prism Stone was far more dangerous than it appeared. Once it fully unleashed its power, it co

"Please, guys. I know this is hard, but you have to trust me. Why don't we just talk about this later? Then, after that, you can punish me whenever you want. But right now, I need your help. The beast needs me. Please, help me out." They stared at each other for a moment, then nodded in agreement. I immediately hugged them, relieved that they were willing to help. We continued our search for the beast as the sky grew darker. We had no clues, and frustration was starting to set in. I closed my eyes, feeling overwhelmed and on the verge of tears. "Please, Goddess, help me," I whispered. Suddenly, I felt something strange inside of me. When I opened my eyes, I noticed they had turned blue. Conf