Beast's Obsession Mga Nobela at Kwento

Kayla was in pain, but her pleasure built and overcame the pain, drawing her to yet another peak. The orgasm was the most violent moment for a dom-hybrid beast that hadn't mated for long. The intense, uncontrolled, and ineluctable peak of pleasure triggered a strong reaction from the beast. The beast would struggle to come forward and take control. The impulse to transform would tend to overcome him. Anthony couldn't afford to let her see the beast. He could not let his claws dig into her thighs.

Lena said, trembling. Lena didn’t move. Lena kissed him again then she tried to move. Lena had just angered the beast and was not leaving without apising him. “Where are you going??,” Jeremy asked, his gray eyes dark and filled with pleasure. Jeremy pulled her and pinned her on the chair, Lena gasped, she didn't struggle or act scared. She wrapped her hands on his neck and kissed him. Jeremy was shocked that she didn’t struggle but instead kissed him first. The beast in him was beyond happy. He moved lower and claimed her lips. Jeremy kissed her lips, then went down to her chest. Jeremy's tongue played with her left nipple. Lenas suppressed moans made his beast go crazy, Lena held on to him

Their clicking screeches are silenced as the Beast simply inhales them, consuming their residual sprite magic in massive, greedy gulps. ​...Liora... Aria, fight... fight the hunger... ​The Beast’s primal urge is a tidal wave, crashing over my desperate attempts to hold onto myself. My vision is a blur of red and void-black. I feel the absolute, raw power humming in these shadow-claws, the intense desire to tear Lirien’s head from her shoulders. ​Suddenly, the western wall of the glade-vein, already compromised by the previous explosion, violently caves in.

He was used to taking risks anyway. “ Okay Boss. ” Obediently replying, The Hellion sighed out, still not wanting to do it, but he knew he had to do this. Beast hanged up the call and pushed his hands into his pockets. An all-out war. That's what might happen after this. Beast was aware of this. And that was what he wanted exactly. He wanted to end it as soon as possible at any cost. He didn't care about much now. ******* Groaning, Ana rubbed her eyes that were burning and moved around in the bed. Her head felt like a truck ran over it. Her throat was extremely dried up.

Beast Unbelievable. He did it. He actually did it!! It took him 5 years, but it’s done. I can’t stay here any longer now that it’s completed. He will destroy the little conscience I have left. I will finally become his unstoppable killing machine. NO! I WILL NOT! I WILL NOT BECOME HIS TOY!!! NOT NOW! NOT EVER!

She drew me in without even trying, and that realization unsettled me to the core. The Beast, though, had no such hesitations. It tormented me relentlessly, whispering dark urges and filling my head with scandalous visions of her. It shattered any peace I might have hoped to find. The Beast was wild, primal, and insatiable—a true Lycan’s essence, untethered by human restraint. It demanded a mate. And it had chosen Oliver.

We've done this hundreds of times with the younger warriors. I place my legs in front of me, bending my knees slightly, willing myself to stay calm. "Something isn't right. We need time to discover what is going on. Beast wants her dead. It wouldn't be as strange if it stopped there. He acts jealous when anyone else is around her and he in turn wants that person dead. It's not mating, but I don't know what the hell it is." Beck breathes steadily allowing me to match my breaths to his as we slow our heartrates even more. "Has this happened before?" he asks after a few minutes.

Fucking coward! I shake out, my beast fully developed and angry. A chase doesn’t please him, because Otis just shows himself as weak and pathetic. A real male would take his punishment. When my beast is in control and has his target in sight, I can’t sway him. He only knows his objective and the deep seated desire to get what he needs. The soul of the damned.

As high-ranking Beast Humans, it wasn't just Kiel and Matteo who had evil characters. However, *Sapphires always have psychopathic tendencies. Beast Humans like Halvir, Aefar, Aaric, Bardolf, Mischa, or others with a *Sapphire rank, even if they were the type with high honor. They were all the same, having suppressed Beast instincts by nature. Along with the growth of great power, the sadistic soul of the Beast Man also awakened. They loved bloody battles, the harder and more violent the battle, the more passionate they would be and aroused their thirst for blood.

The beast said. "Please am deeply sorry, I'll find a solution to this, i promise and I'll turn you back to your normal self." Oscorb said. "Normal self?? Noo. Am enjoying this already, it's so interesting ripping out throats and hearts." The beast said touching Oscorb face with his claw. Oscorb was already sweating as he struggle to withhold his bladder so he wouldn't urinate on himself. "Please don't kill me." Oscorb begged in tears.