Novel & Cerita Beast Of Chaos

and I am bitten again, these dogs just can't run slower apparently. I push myself for another mile, but the night's events are catching up to me, the dark starts blurring my vision and the world begins to fade. I shake my head, not wanting to pass out in the middle of nowhere, but my body finally gives up. Just before I black out, I feel myself shifting back to a human form and then everything goes dark. *****

I was not failing my pack. My eyes glowed darkly and I let my wolf take control. The power surged in me and I hauled before I fell. My wolf Shadow landed with a thud on its paws. My wolf could sense that she did not expect this resistance. She was whispering something that my wolf shook. 'Wolves of the Black Dessert Moon will not surrender.' Chaos broke loose. My wolf was unhinged and out for her blood. Her wavering cause madness from the pack. Her hold on them was broken. She stumbled back and whispered, but my wolf would not stop.

I may have been a little rough with him. “We hit the Ravagers tonight, taking out three birds with one stone. We let C.H.A.O.S. and Tempest take out Zen and his loyal members. We come in, removing Zen’s traitorous dogs and the other two teams. Then I go get ma pixie.” I get some mumbles and nods. Then dismiss my men. This is going to be fun, but I can’t leave my chaos pet alone. He needs to be watched. I suppose I could bring him with me. Hum? Now there’s a thought.

She yelled Painfully, she vomits, regurgitating more blood than bile, bloody chunks of god-knows-what are also mixed into the blood she just threw up, when she's released a large enough quantity to form as not-very-small puddle on the floor, she collapses, twitching and spasm-ing. Some of the chunks she regurgitated start to convulse, turning into vapor, they start to amalgamate and condenses into what was left of the lykan agent she was fighting. He was now a horrible mass of deformed flesh and bones, contorted in an excruciating display of agony and suffering. An eye on his cheek turned and focused on Terror and a mangled arm reached out as if asking for help. The grotesque thing before hi

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

He was the damsel in distress. The beast growled, signaling its presence. Ella immediately turned in its direction. Its white colors giving it away as it stalked through the bushes. It creeped closer to Eaton's unconscious body, Ella felt her heart beat quickened. She struggled to calm it down as she tried to attrach the animal's attention. "Hey, over here," she called, throwing a pebble that hit the tiger in its head. It roared loudly and brought its attention to her. She planted her feet firmly in the ground, her hand made spear at the ready. The Beast stalked pass Eaton's body and stood directly in front of Ella. It stopped, but why?

The entire space began to tremble violently, as if the sky was collapsing. The next second, a giant beast appeared before them. Its head resembled a dragon, its body was like a tiger, and its two eyes were light and dark. It was the beast of chaos! As soon as it appeared, an overwhelming pressure instantly descended on every being in the hall. It was as if this beast was the true ruler of all things. In front of it, everything was forced to submit. “Let’s attack together!” Ignorance shouted, and the three Calamities took action.

For the sake of beating their opponents, they were willing to resort to any means necessary, including using beasts. Unbeknownst to them, however, the beasts had other plans. The beasts that were at their peak were no less intelligent than humans. The strongest beast in Chaos City was a Black-scaled Tiger. Its natural-born technique was at the upper ultimate god realm, thus most of the warriors were no match for the tiger at all. It was also quick-witted with more than enough intelligence to scheme against humans.

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."

It’s eyes was white like the horrendous beasts. “It’s Chaos,” stuttered William.