Novel & Cerita Belly Of The Beast

“You will be going to Hell with me, pretty one. Let’s enjoy this time.” The growl could be heard again and Belle finally saw the large creature hissing from the woods. It appeared like a leopard with black soft fur. The beast was elegant as it padded its way toward them but the gaze was filled with so much bloodlust and violence that if Belle wasn’t standing next to Leon, it would have come after her. “Go,” Leon ordered and the beast pounced it large jagged teeth toward the creature, biting off its hand and munching delight on the flesh and blood it received.

My stomach dropped as I stared at Dr. O'neil's smiling face. Behind him the rich darkness called to me and the beast's growls racked invisible claws down my back. This was no werewolf. Whatever it was, it wasn't of any world and there was Devon. The two scents confused me, I wanted to turn tail and run the hell out of that place.

The place became awash with light, and the priestess chanted hard, Zane's blood flowing down to the fire. He suddenly fell on his knees as his legs twisted, his body shaking like he was about to shift as his wolf struggled to break free, while his human attempted to keep it inside. He let out a blood curling scream, and his eyes turned a gradual grey. The image of a black wolf started to form in front of him as he looked down, his breaths short, his body trembling. Once the image of the wolf formed completely, Alpha Zane's eyes suddenly closed, and he fell to the floor.

He was the devil that mothers warned their virgin daughters about. He was a Beast. A beast who ruled over all the beasts. He was the King of Beasts. Instead of replying her, he tangled his fingers in her golden mane, fisting them in his hand and yanked her back. She hissed through her teeth, watching him with a helpless expression. He had never seen her weak like this and his dead heart skipped a beat at her expression. He ran his eyes over her figure. She was still dressed in those cheap, ugly pajamas, he wanted to rip them off her beautiful body and bury her in the finest silk and jewels.

“This is a One-Horned Beast with a huge size and strong combat power. Its overall evaluation is three stars, which is similar to the Eight-Jawed Beast from earlier. However, this beast has a special characteristic. Once it gets angry, it’ll turn red all over and enter a berserk state. At that time, the beast will be very difficult to deal with, and its destructive power will be very strong! We need to be careful.” Ludo recognized the beast at a glance and told the others in a low voice. This One-Horned Beast could be found in the database of the Heavenly Court. This beast was normally very docile and did not like to attack, but once agitated, it would rampage. Clatter! With a slight movement

TWELVE The Beast spilled into the house, quick as running water, inky and filthy water from deep within a well. It had teetered for too long, poured out now, something glorious in its release. When it opened its mouth to roar, it did so not with anger, but ecstasy. The sound it made was akin to dead branches clattering together.

Moreover, the Demonic Beasts living here must be familiar with fire-attributed treasures like this Firebird Core Feather. Wooo!!! In between the large trees, a gigantic jet-black bull with both horns curled up came out. He stared at the five people in front of him with his red eyes. This bull surprised everyone. “This method works, but are we calling the right Demonic Beast?” Yao Shan said while staring at the black bull intently. “I-it's a Level 5 Demonic Beast, Black Demonic Bull” Feng Ying stammered.

And the alarms start screaming. Red lights flash. Steel doors slam down over the exits. "No!" I run for the door, but it's sealed. Bulletproof glass and reinforced steel. "It's a trap!" Dante shouts. He aims his rifle at the glass, fires. The bullet bounces off harmlessly. Hissing fills the air. I look up. Gas, pumping in through the vents. Colorless but I can smell it. Sweet, like almonds. "Knockout gas!" Isabella pulls her shirt over her mouth. "Don't breathe!"

Tears overflowed my eyes. “Then tell me who’s hurting you, Spade.” The sudden tone change startled me. “I don’t know. A monster.” I covered my face. “I’m scared. Please, come and help me.” “Do you want this to end?” The voice hardened. “Yes.” “Then answer me honestly, Spade. No more lying.” She sounded angry now. “I swear I’m not lying. It’s a man without a face. A tall man with a tattoo of a snake on his right hand. He’s scary. His eyes are red. He’s a monster. Please, help me.”

he asked, his voice low and gravelly, though his hands trembled slightly with restraint. Belle smiled, tracing lazy patterns on his chest. “I’m a beast..it will hurt you..” “Do I look like I’m afraid of what you’re going to do to me…mm” she cocked her head too the side as she let her eyes trail down to the huge bulge in his pants.