Beast Stories Novels & Stories

Play dead. It was my first initial thought. We'd learned it at a young age in school. A predator—in this case, a devilishly handsome man-beast—will lose interest if the prey is already dead. And I was definitely the prey in this situation. As if finding my fiancée in the shower with another woman, going on an impromptu trip to southern Louisiana, and getting lost hadn't been enough. I'd been tracked, and for a very brief moment, I thought saved by a stranger, now I was being held captive in this gigantic castle with the beast and his brother.

The painting of 3 royal families, one with a panther birthmark. Fighting, always fighting, and then the wave of heat, not being in control. It was me, but not. Then the betrayed look on the beast's face, as he sees what I am, taking time to repair the damage done. Finally, getting some common ground and learning that we loved each other. The full moon and the forced shift, the wonderful night together. Helping a friend but being betrayed once again by another, finding out about my real mother and father, and being held by the other beast once more. Giving birth and then running, the cliff, the cold water, the snow…

She shudder to think what would have happen if she touched it by mistake. Suddenly, Rose wished that she didn't request them to show their Beasts. Because she is now getting afraid of their beasts. She feel herself trembling by just looking at them. "Mate" Both the Beasts whispered at the same time. Rose was shocked to hear them. Their voice was heavy, inhuman. The one that sends chills down your spine. The Beasts looked at their mate. She looked even more beautiful than they imagined. They stepped closer to her but Rose flinched and moved back. Great mistake.

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing twelve stories of irresistible steam, steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...sin. ---------- “I made myself tight for Big Daddy,” she leans up and whispers in my ear. “Every morning and night, I clenched it really tight, released, clenched, released…”

He had pinned me against the cold stone of the relic chamber, his arm coiled around my head, the other hand bruising my hip. His breath was ragged, his golden eyes heavy with the darkness of the curse that threatened to consume him. “You want to hate me,” he growled, his fangs scraping against my throat. “Your scent tells me otherwise, even as your eyes promise murder.” I choked on a breath, my body betraying me. “I will never be your Queen,” I snapped, even as my body arched towards him. He laughed softly, pressing his hips into mine, so I could feel the rigid length of him. “I don’t want a Queen, little Null. I want to burn alive in you before the world ends. And you, you’re going

The fabric of this dress felt thick, but it was still soft and comfortable when I wore it. Arthur only woke up for lunch; after that, he went back to sleep. I don't have anything else to do after cooking food for him, so I just read the magazines and newspapers from Arthur's closet while eating the waffles he had bought for me. Everything in these magazines and newspapers seems like a collection of fictional stories in news form, but I enjoy it. I also got to know several types of Xenobeasts that often cause chaos at the base. Basically, there are three types that often appear. Type C is the easiest to kill, type B is the poisonous Xenobeast that is four times stronger, and type A is a 3-met

Running non-stop for nearly three days overwhelmed the two of them. As previously promised, Reeve and Ray got back on their feet after resting for an hour. With their super sense of smell, they try to follow the prestige trail left behind by the group. The strong prestige that his three fathers deliberately left behind easily led Reeve and Ray to approach them. Gavriel is the most meek at heart among them all. He slowed down, waiting for the arrival of the two young jaguars to the knowledge of Halvir and Aefar. This is the Human Beast World. There are many dangerous beasts for children like them. If they only hunted around the village, they wouldn't worry about it, as the strong aura of the

He was so lost in the man's narration that he failed to notice the sun rising again. " They plan to ran into double world which they almost succeeded in but her husband was there to stop her. He laid upon her a terrible cursed before he hang himself. Leah now find herself to be neither a Beast, human nor Goblin but a living corpse. The Beast lord, Rasmus went into the cave and settled there with the love of his life seeking a solution to Leah's health. Finally he came accross a mysterious sage who told him he should sent Dark into double world so he could multiply "

“Any other temporary permits issued for the car park?” “Just that journalist. It’s open ended, Alpha. She swore she wouldn’t abuse it. You don’t think it was her, Jemima Stokes, do you?” “If it was, he did me a favour,” I joked. Seeing her face, I added, “I wasn’t serious, Naomi. Call the Were-Beast Times.” “With respect, it’s the Werewolf Times, Alpha. And say what?” “Use your imagination. Enquire after her health, anything.”

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