Bestia Novels & Stories

I felt weak and so hungry, Drake look at me one last time before leaving, I wondered what happened. "C'o on it lunch time" Beast smirked at me settling me unto his lap. His erection were pressed against me making feel uncomfortable, I try to move away from it causing it to stir more, I froze stilling my movement at once. Beast feed me the food first then the fruits,forcing the grapes into my mouth, I moan and suck on his fingers trying to get more of the juice. Whatever he had injected in me was no doubt working as I fought for more grapes,whining and sucking of the left juices on his fingers.

“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.

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.

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

she explained, still flipping through pages. A triumphant smile curved her lips upwards when she found what she had been looking for. A holographic image was pushed up with the help of her magic. It was a diagram that depicted a creature that was clearly made up of different species. “This is creature has no name, but it’s created from different species. This one has the magic of a siren, the strength of a Baslayer, as well as the intelligence and magic of a Celestial. Baslayers are a subspecies of serpent-shifters. That’s what makes this one so dangerous. There’s a species that is far more powerful than any seer.”

The beast stood at twice the height of a fully grown man and was an animoid, specifically lion-like. “What in the world is that?” Mary asked, her eyes widening in shock.

I didn’t know the harsh unyielding brute before me, something awful had to have happened. Bas found his voice finally. “They were gonna do worse to her!” Bas protested. “You wouldn’t let that happen, so neither would I,” he argued. Wrong answer, The Beast wasn’t reacting to Bastian’s words but his attitude, Bastian’s wafting dominance attempted to cut through Wyatt's aura and failed, yet it flared again. Wyatt wasn’t in a sane mindset, I realized as his belt snaked through the loops of his pants. My heart skipped a beat. Not on my watch.

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.

"Come on, we're going to riot the black castle, and Norma is responsible for this." Blue was sprinkled on Hana's body with a clear liquid. The slimy feeling made Hana feel disgusted. Blue said softly, "Take a moment; It will effect soon," "But we don't know what Professor Norma's spirit beast is?" Hana said sadly. "It's a dragon," Zeci interjected. "How do you know, Zeci," Hana asked in surprise. Zeci arrogantly said, "Spirit beasts always have a sense of scent. On Professor Norma, I smelled the taste of a dragon, a black dragon. I think so,"

Ezra is not afraid because the other's goal is himself, but he also secretly thanks God because protecting Selena is simple as long as he could know the other's purpose. "Okay" Two black wolves with similar black fur, the most pronounced difference are their eyes. A pair of cold blue eyes clashed with a couple of fiery yellow eyes. A ferocious growl, sharp teeth. Their breaths were hot, and their heroic aura could not be underestimated. Ezra flew towards his opponent extremely fast, his sharp claws like blades attacking head-on. The mystic was someone who had also practiced sternly for years, so avoiding him was easy. He quickly switched from a passive position to an active attack.