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Finally, he sighed and closed his eyes briefly. But suddenly— The air above us trembled. I looked up. My eyes widened instantly. Something enormous was descending from the sky. A massive black beast with gleaming metallic wings pierced through the clouds at terrifying speed before landing before us in a storm of wind. Kairos. Gabriel's Phantom. I instinctively stepped back as the creature released a deep growl. Its brilliant golden eyes settled directly on me. I felt both nervous and excited. I had missed him so much. Every time I saw him, it felt as though I were standing before a legendary beast from an ancient age.

It was a good day, indeed. “I imagine he is stalking that female.” Pine joked. “Stalking what girl?” I asked. My interest piqued. Beast didn’t bother with romance. He held too much darkness to be tamed and cursed by the Goddess for the trick of a Demon. He was dealt a crap hand, but I understood his bitterness. We’d both fallen for the lure of a vile creature; the difference was that mine was my mate, and Beasts was under the guise of breaking a curse. We were both fooled and vowed to stay away from females ever since. Another reason I wanted Beast as my successor. He focused on the pack's growth, not chasing females and titles.

I slam the door behind me, leaving Terris inside. Ambling downstairs, I find the beast lounging on the settee with his eyes closed, too calm for my liking, like a lion ready to strike. He always keeps a gun with him, and right now, he is stroking his face from the nose up to his forehead with it repeatedly. His disposed gigantic trunk is heaving up and down from his massive breathing. He doesn't look approachable. I don't think I should talk to him right now. I should probably wait for him to calm down a little, if that is even deemed to happen.

The spells within promised immense strength and near invincibility, but they also carried dire warnings of the cost. Ignoring the warnings, Lola decided this was her path to power. She began to recite the incantations, her voice low and filled with determination. The air around her crackled with dark energy as she chanted, and shadows seemed to come alive. The transformation was swift and brutal. Her body contorted and grew, pain searing through her veins. In moments, she was no longer human but the dreaded Beast of Gévaudan. With a roar that shook the forest, Lola-the-Beast tore through the walls of the archive, emerging into the night with newfound power and an insatiable hunger. She had b

"Oh really??? You think you have enough stamina??" I smiled. He kissed my neck. "You are challenging me now babe?? Don't you love yourself? Trust me I will make you scream and If I become ruthless like a beast there would be no going back." He said while biting and sucking my earlobe. "Oh is that so Mr. Beast?? Then I am willing to see what you have got." I never imagined I would be this bold with him but he makes me feel so comfortable I forget I was naked in front of him. He always makes me feel so special and I wanted to try each and everything with him. After all, he is my only love.

“Because I have something I need you to do.” She handed him a folder. Inside, photos of Cassandra and Ethan. In bed. In the shower. Kissing. Laughing. All taken in secret. Jason stared. “Why do you have these?” Rowena’s eyes narrowed. “Because I’ve been watching. Because I know what he is. And I know what she’s becoming.” Jason’s throat went dry. “She's not a danger.” “She is,” Rowena said coldly. “To herself. To him. To all of us. She's infected with his obsession.”

Copyright, Nihc Ronoel All Rights Reserved 2020 MYSTERIOUS OBSESSION “Where can your obsession finally lead you?” Aris Sandoval was such a good-for-nothing type of a Casanova, but behind his charming looks that were effortlessly used to leave trails of brokenhearted women wherever he went, lies an obsessed heart longing for an extraordinary woman from his past. Will he still continue his mysterious obsession, once he found the right love with a different woman?

The elders nodded but the fear remained in their eyes as they watched their King slowly slip away and the unholy monster begin to take his place. Jessebelle raised her well trimmed eyebrow and asked, "Who is her?" her face turned down in a frown. The king sighed, having no patience for the vexing woman beside him. And all of a sudden, like a wave it hit him... The sensation of his mates blood being drawn. Any control he had of his beast was gone as in the next few seconds he had trasformed completely with low growl. The elders all stood up and stepped back as the beast ran through the room and out of the meeting hall. Jessebelle stood up her eyes wide with fear and confusion before her knees

He turned me around and started to kiss my jaw and neck. He put my forehead against his. "I can't believe that I have a family. Thank you so much for giving this beast a family." he whispered. "You may be a beast, but you are my beast." I said as I hugged him The beast found his love. The end.

To hear the rest, I had to. “But they don’t have any idea of how much torture it is to have a beast in me, mum.” Mum? Did it mean he was talking to his mum? Oh no… he definitely missed her so much. Gosh… I was so stupid not to even tell him about meeting her. “I want love.” “I want to recover. I want to improve... if you would give me a chance to.” “Caspian…” I tried to say. Not that I couldn’t endure his hold with a few more breathing techniques. It was just that his beast was becoming wilder, growing loudly that I feared something in him was going to snap.