Novel & Cerita Beast Wirt

Since my beast got out of hand, I stayed away from women. This was why even with mum’s drugging, the only mistake my beast did was turning those girls. Not sleeping with any of them… “You won’t know of stuff like this…” he said, pouring some hot tea for himself, and sipping some of it. Master Zu was so going to deal with him, when he showed up… “I have a mate.” He spilled out some contents in reaction at my words.

" I looked at her belly. It was now deflated, loose and saggy, with disgusting wrinkles. Her skin was no longer smooth and radiant. She looked as if she'd weathered a terrible storm. It seemed that even with the Beast God's power, she couldn't withstand such torment. The beastmen in the Wildplains tribe consumed heavy metal salt in massive amounts. It would be strange if they didn't miscarry. Only Lydia, who possessed the Beast God's power, could barely manage to bear cubs. Moreover, everyone in the Wildplains tribe was now old, weak, sick, or disabled. This was all thanks to Lydia. This winter, their tribe's food supply was severely insufficient. The three males discussed it and shamelessly

“ Since when do you play with your food Car ? You’ve been following this chick for months. Watching her like a cat playing with a scared mouse “ he states. “ She's fun to play with “ I give him a sadistic smile. “ I hate to agree with Joker , but what are your plans for her ? If the rest find out your banging a cop they’ll fucking crusifie you “ Saint adds. “ I aint banging her “ I growl and Beast lets out a huffed laugh. “ Yet “ his raw scratchy growl of a voice slowly says. Beast well , he hardly talks on the count he had his throat slit and it fucked up his voice box. He nearly died. He can talk but it's excruciating for him. His voice was also different , it was barely audible and massiv

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

“Cold?” “Freezing,” I muttered, even though his sweaty jersey was ten times worse. He ruffled my hair—messy, playful, the way only a big brother would… but to outsiders? Yeah, it probably looked weird. Especially since we didn’t look even remotely related. Not the same hair. Not the same face. Not the same build. Nothing. “Don’t look at Xavier,” Henry said suddenly, voice dropping to a warning whisper. “He’s a monster.” I blinked. “Who?”

Wyatt The Beast blocked me out as I tried to force my way through the chaos of energy discharging throughout our territory. My panic and distress were nothing to him as he glanced over our shoulder, towards the island, towards Bri, before he pursued his trekking around the swamp. The boys whined in protest, Beau elicited a short-lived snarl before The Beast projected his aura forcing everyone to comply. Heads down, ears slack, tails tucked.

“Uhh… Then let’s wait for the one that’s coming here. If we can’t take good picture of it, you take me to the nearest one.” They waited for around two minutes before Harris nudged Jai from the side. They hide behind a bush and a single bird beast appeared in their view. “That bird is familiar…” Jai whispered. “That’s a Wamutori.” Harris said. “It’s usually hunted for its juicy meat. Almost like the Zuu bird beast. This one’s wild though.” Jai pulled out the Picturesk. “Let’s take it as one of the weaker ones then.” “Oh Wamutori is breed. There’s a farm for it in the north part of the kingdom.”

Beast is circled by a group of Undeads as they try to separate her from her mate and Andrew’s sons, getting her alone. “Nowhere to hide, little girl. You’re ours now.” One if the Undeads taunts, pointing his gun at her leg. “Our orders are clear, keep you alive. Doesn’t mean we can’t have some fun with you, now does it?” The other guys laugh as that, oblivious to Beast’s movements. She slashes the first guy’s throat open then, like a whirlwind, she spins around, running her blades through the others’ stomachs, cutting them open. With quick moves, she stabs their hearts before they manage to heal.

Bothered by the light, I sit up with a building headache, freezing in motion when I spot Beast pulling down his pants further away. What is he doing? Blinking to focus my eyes, I stare at the tall man, sweating once I catch sight of his glorious equipment. Thick, long, and perfect: could you ask for more? Spit catches in my throat, my face heating as I'm unable to swallow or pull away from the display of him. "W-What are you doing?" My voice cracks at the end. Beast casually pees in a pit but stops once he catches me gawking at him. Startled, he spins around to hide his colossal battleax, and instead, I'm caught staring at his fine bubble butt.

The toddler was dark-haired and as cute as a button. Jasper raised a hand and beckoned them forward. “This is Becca Duran, our Prowl Leader, and this is her mate, Jaylon Ross, Alpha of the Deep Water wolf pack.” The older man inclined his head. “I’m Chester Polk, an elder from the Wind River Cougar Pride. I wish we were meeting under better circumstances, although I understand congratulations are in order.” Becca nodded. “Yes, well, thank you, Chester.” “We came as soon as your mate wired. Wind River is pretty remote, as you may remember, so your news didn’t arrive as quickly as I’m sure he hoped. I’m sorry for your trouble.”