Novel & Cerita Beast Yugioh

He swiped at the windshield, snarling like a rabid dog. I didn't hesitate to open my door, already in mid shift while I did. As an Alpha, I had a third half-wolf, half human form that closely matched that of the beast before me. Unlike him, my form was a true blend of human and wolf, produced only by dominant purebloods. His looked like a human wearing a wolf head with odd, mishapen paws to match. A monstrosity through and through. It turned it's red rimmed eyes to me and I noted how un-wolflike they were. Two enormous fangs jutted out the sides of it's face.

The beast groans, inducing terror in me, wrecking my cool. Why does he seem so curious?

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After that, I'm not sure what to do. "The Beast Oracle is only a legend...Not a real being...right," she whispers, and I growl as the disrespectful term leaves her beautiful lips. Hurt and betrayal whip through my mind. My mate is just like all of them. We fight and die so they can live in peace and safety, but we are called beasts.

He made it a point to note that he needed to make her pay but for now, he had more pressing needs. No one knows what he was doing so they had no fucking right to blame him for anything. He needed to let his beast out. It needed fresh blood. The blood of the hag would have served as the best meal to his beast but he couldn't. Not that he cared about her four hundred lives but he had to keep the promise he made.

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.

James sent a glance in Xatiaʼs direction. Adair furrowed her brows. “These monsters are all high-ranking monsters, though. Can someone really control them?” “Beast tamers can.” Xatia continued, “The Timaeus Sect has a beast tamer at the Yuraeceon Daelm Rankʼs Ninth Tribulation. That person can control monsters.” “Abelard?” Adair exclaimed, “He’s here?!” “Think about it,” James said, “We killed those four Yuraeceon Daelm Rankʼs Ninth Tribulation monsters, but we couldn’t find any of their Genesis Cores.”

He answered. His words made total sense. As simple as he looked, he was wise and very accurate with his intuitions. "So what's your decision father. We both know that when you cross the damn river there is no point of return." I reminded him. "Damon, That Beast is searching for a breeder. A bond and mate. If luckily Hera proves herself worthy and its instinct is drawn fully to her, it won't harm her. I don't want to think the worst that's why I still have a ray of hope that she is still alive and being kept well." He answered.

His eyes were cold, his jaw was sharp no doubt a master piece had shaped him, I felt like, I had die and gone to heaven, I mean what could an angel be doing here on earth? I wish he'd buy me, I blush looking down at my feet. Suddenly everyone gasp finally noticing him, he was so much taller than most of them with board shoulders. "Beastttt...." One of the council elder shuttered frightened, dropping the microphone he was holding. Beast? He is the feared Beast? but he doesn't look like a beast, all the same I don't want him buy me! In fact I wanted to run away. *Becareful of what you wished for* A voice wispered in my ear.

“Young Mistress.” I looked at both my tamed beasts, but noticed the voice in my head wasn't coming from them. I softly inquired who it was; the voice calmly explained; it was none other than the Mystical Beast of Illusions, whom I'll henceforth name MBI for short. MBI slowly explained to me: “You're in an illusionary world. It's hard to tell if this world once existed, but one thing's for sure... that crimson-eyed tiger was a mystical beast. While inside your arerat symbol, I came to understand that you're gifted with the ability of absorbing mystical beasts.