Beast Wirt Novels & Stories

Wyatt The beast began to thrash harder against his restraints. His body began to convulse, and it began to gag. Black ooze started to seep from its eyes, nose, and mouth. It shook its head from side to side, splattering Hope and I with the ooze. It flicked its tongue again at Hope and crooked its finger at her. "Come here to me, Abigail." it called to Hope. Jack came around the back of the van. Seeing Hope and I covered in the ooze and the beast that was trying to get to Hope, he came over and kneeled down in front of us. Putting himself between Hope and the beast. "What the fucking hell?" He asked.

“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.

Startled, he spins around to hide his colossal battleax, and instead, I'm caught staring at his fine bubble butt. Oh-my-god. I know it's rude to stare, but holy mother of cheese, Beast is hot! Looking the other way should be the obvious thing to do. Checking him out and shamelessly appreciating his body is wrong on so many levels. The guy can't speak and seems to be up in his own cloud at all times. He is a total weirdo! It wouldn't surprise me if I found him begging for money outside my local store, but I can't take my eyes off him!

“Yes. As Alpha of the Deep Water Pack and the Wolves of New York, I accept this woman.” Jaylon moved to take Becca’s hand from Jasper, but the preacher cleared his throat. “Not so fast, my man.” He looked at Becca with a wink. “And you—do you accept this man?” A mile-wide smile spread across Becca’s face. “Yes. As Prowl Leader of the Pineland Leap and the Leopards of North America, I accept this man.” Jay took her hand, and she leaned in. “Equals, remember?” He nodded. “Always and forever, babe.”

"And I think you're attracted to me too." The beast chuckled, a low rumble that resonated through me. "You're a bold one," it growled, its eyes flickering with a mix of amusement and desire. "Very well, little one." With a swift motion, the beast reached down and undid its belt, letting its pants fall to the ground. My eyes widened as I saw its massive cock spring free, standing tall and proud. It was thick and veiny, pulsing with a life of its own, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement and nervousness.

“No, it’s not a coincidence, the gymnasium is named after my family. Now that we’ve introduced ourselves, I trust that I’ll not have any more interruptions when I use the punching bag.” Evan Alston watched the threesome from his position against the wall. He had been as enraptured as everyone else at the strength and skill displayed by the tiny woman. It had been astonishing to see the woman defeat men three times her size. He became even more intrigued when he overheard someone whisper her identity. The Beast.

Maybe you will start loving your husband—. "That man can't be loved! He is not even human! He is a beast!" Hazel said infuriated and woman looked at her startled. "But who knows if the beast can become human for the beauty? I will say if you love your aunt you should accept her last wish..no matter how much it hurts you... you should do it for your love one and there is no guarantee that your marriage will fail. Maybe you will really be lucky to with that man....." Hazel listened to the woman attentively before the ringing of the lady's phone made them stop.