Novel & Cerita Beastiality Stories

—Enlighten me —Azzael said, arms crossed. —I don’t have time to explain things —Bastien said impatiently—. My woman is waiting. Without warning, Azzael grabbed his arm with a strength that surprised Bastien. —It won’t take that long… will it? Bastien met his gaze. And though he didn’t understand why, he didn’t feel fear. There was something about this man… something old, heavy, and strangely familiar. —Alright, fine. In short: that place was a brothel where they enslaved women. They raped them, drugged them… even forced dogs on them. All to satisfy the perversion of sick men. They made the mistake of taking my woman and trying to do that to her.

James frowned and said, "Cut the cr*p already." "Yes, of course.” The creature nodded frantically and said, "Have you ever heard of the Celestial Ant Race?" James shook his head. He had never heard of this before. The creature explained, "Let's not be hasty, Mr. Caden. Allow me to provide you with an explanation." James looked at him and waited for his explanation. The creature said, "There were ten Superbeasts in the Primordial Age, also called the Ten Primordial Fiends. Both the Gorgers and the Celestial Ants were among the ten."

"This morning,ten people are dead with their heart removed from them and their blood drained from them. It looks like an animal attack because there are claw marks on their bodies." "Yesterday, something unusual happened,the day suddenly turned dark and a tremendous earthquake occurred which was somehow associated with the death of ten citizens of keystone city. We all hope that the monster or the strange animal will be brought to justice soon"the newscaster concluded as the pale bodies appeared on the screen. I gasped as I saw the ripped chest of the dead bodies. "Villainous people will soon arise" "More powerful people will come after you to collect the power" I remembered the words of the

Stella Grace was quite sad as she listened to the story. She thought of Dante and her past. The scariest thing in the world was not wild beasts, but human's hearts. The massacre in Tavers Village and the extermination of this family were the real examples. Wild beasts would not hurt people when they were full, but devils would never be satisfied. Stella was a little distressed, and she asked, "Has any investigation been made on this matter? The death of 17 people is undoubtedly a serious case."

Bella I, like many, feared The Beast. No one that had ever laid eyes on him had lived. I grew up hearing tales of the plagues that he had unleashed when his thirst wasn't satisfied. The last time was in 1470 BC. Those plagues mostly affected the Middle East, but all humans feared it could spread so they started selecting tributes to serve as sacrifices.

“Then what are you going to do?” “Find another way.” “How?” I looked at him. “We’ve kept records. Legends. Old rites, forbidden ones. I want every scroll. Every document. Everything that even mentions white wolves, reincarnation, soul tethers, blood oaths—I want it in front of me tonight.” Ethan nodded. “We’ll bring it all to the library.” “I’ll help translate the ancient tongues,” Beta added. “Some of it’s pre-council era.” “Good.” I turned toward the door again. “Someone stays with her. Every second.”

Tapping my pen against the desk, I consider the words in front of me. Over the last few days, my writing has been my only escape. Tai is still tense around me, and although Marek has his job as my personal guard now, he has been avoiding me. So I've been writing, and doing research into the Beast. I've discovered far more personal accounts of encounters with the Beast. I can't believe I've gone my entire life believing what my mother and the other village leaders told me. None of it includes all these harrowing real life stories.

The spirit beast ran to the border before stopping, but all we could see were the three beastmen. "You vile beasts, where have you taken Vee?" Mother angrily scolded them, forgetting that she was merely the ruler of a small kingdom. Sure enough, the three beastmen burst into laughter upon hearing that. Felix casually tugged on a rope beside him. "Ha! Like mother, like daughter—so defiant." Sharp wails came from the cliff's edge. "Mother, no! Don't anger them or I'll die! They're all insane!" Mother was gripping my hand tightly, and when she discovered Victoria hanging from the cliff wall by a thin rope, her nails dug into my flesh.

She looked up and met my eyes, paralyzing me for a moment, “The beast would tear you apart.” She stepped back and I let her. “Keep your doors locked, Aria.” She walked backwards towards the door, without turning. “The Beast comes at night and devours fresh, young flesh…” Her hand settled on the door knob, “…before he tears them apart.” I had no doubt that I was pale. She was telling me something. It was like she was reciting a script. “I hope I don’t have to tell you that if you tell anyone about me, your loved ones will pay.”

“I think I’m bleeding.” Just then, something happened, and it wasn't just pain. It was... something else. An overwhelming bliss that blurred the lines between pain and a raw, primal sensation. “Do not order me around.” The beast shrieked, throwing his head back. “You are not surviving this!” Kaerith whimpered at the realization that he wasn’t going to leave her till she dropped dead. What was she thinking before? Stories have it that no one survived the beast, and that was why the generals kept returning for more girls.