Beast's Obsession Novels & Stories

K 18/9/2010 I feel alone. Papa is gone just like Milly and Mama was never there to begin with. I feel like everyone I care for is snatched away from me. Are you punishing me? I ask the luna every night just before the beast takes over. I don't know how long I can handle this. I don't think I am strong enough. I am always angry, uncle Gregory said I have gone mad. I think he is right. It's always there, breathing down my neck.. the dark traces of my personality wrapping its arms around me, telling me to let go. I can see the beast everytime I look into a mirror. Its silver eyes, my eyes, flash back at me as if to remind me who's in control. I can't control the beast anymore.

Bi Han says with a look of curiosity. “Wait, we’re done?” “For now. Hanzo and I need to talk. Enjoy your time with him, he seems very happy with you.” Bi Han starts to walk away. That was weird. How is Damian my source of strength if he’s also a distraction? *Bella*

" Tina asked. She can't help but feel a rush within her. Is she going to suggest that they talk him into finding a woman or letting the past go? She's ok for the later option but not the former. Jordan can only get involved with her, no, not her she meant someone like her at least. "He's heart was wounded when he lost his love. That wounded heart can only get cured by finding love again. What I mean is this. A woman like you and I have made him obsessed, it is only someone like us that can help him out of that obsession. Do you agree with me?" Isabella asked. Tina nodded. Isabella is speaking in idioms. She hadn't really said what she wanted. She's beating around the bush.

"Do not speak this way. This is not you Theia." "Then tell me the reason." "It is because of him. He craves a piece of your flesh I am trying to contain him." I understand his words no matter how hard he is trying to sugar coat them. His beast wishes to fuck me senseless. "Your beast. Is he watching me right now?" I ask as his blues flash to a hue of liquid gold to create a path of heat beginning from my unmarked neck down to my breasts to linger and feast on my damp cunt.

“You know, you can instill discipline and show affection at the same time.” His words hit close to the bone, making me bristle. I ached to claim her from the moment I saw her at the conference. There were other darker ways I’d like to reprimand her, unleashing unbridled savagery I kept locked away deep inside me. Not even my brothers knew the full extent of my yearning to dominate. My need for a submissive. Isobelle’s sassy mouth and feisty attitude awakened the beast within me. It was biding its time, thinking up ways in which it could make her kneel. “I’ll make it up to her and apologize,” I decided.

His shyness scared people away… With a frown, his mind returned to poor Debbie. Good thing that child-molesting asshole was already dead or he'd kill him. He actually wished that the asshole was still alive so that he could torture the bastard and THEN kill him. Beast popped his neck and several of the prisoners under his care were unsure of what to make of the giant, scarred, guard that smirked one minute and scowled the next. One thing was for certain; the sight of him alone assured that none of them would be stepping out of line.

Within a few minutes I almost fought all the wolves and killed them one by one. The one that was trying to kill Cathy I grabbed it by its neck and ripped out its heart from the back. I was surprised and terrified at my own self. I was like a half beast, half human. I was looking like a terrible monster bathed in blood. Suddenly I could feel more presence around us. I growled at the direction. Cathy had returned to her human form again. She took June's body in her lap and started crying.

And underneath it— A tremor of something else. Not hope now. But the leftover memory of what he’d done to her last time. Her body remembered him. That made his blood sing with dark, violent satisfaction. The beast in him preened, curling its tail in the hollow of his ribs, whispering mine in a language made of fire and hunger. Her fear. Her defiance. Her Lust. Her erratic heartbeat. He couldn’t tell where the bond ended, and his obsession began. “Tell me,” He growled from behind her, voice thick with all the emotions he was trying—and failing—to control, “who came into this room?”

Beasty is starting to look like another being in that same body. “It was quite fun actually, fooling the guy who thinks is fooling everyone.” She briskly uttered, “Well, to be honest, I was kind of curious what a DISGRACED like you can actually do, but never did I expect things to end this way, where I actually get to shed tears.” She laughed. “I am totally impressed.” Beasty added, “You are just like misery, waiting for your prey to stumble, to breaking down before you sink your teeth on its neck," she smirked. "How daunting.”

The pleasant evening breeze or the mixed scent of flowers it carried didn’t hold their attention. Giselle tried to feel the bond and failed. She’d been trying for the past few weeks. “Antonio, what happens after the first shift?” She asked, curious to figure out her son’s situation. “The beast is like an entirely different personality which lives inside you. The first time it shows up it is really hard to cling to your sanity, the beast thirsts for blood and meat. It will hunt and destroy anything in its path.” Antonio sighed as he recalled his first shift.