Novel & Cerita Bestia

I'm faced with a furry, white creature with a gray beak and black eyes. “Holy shit, Kiara!” “What is it, Dom?”, Kiki wakes up quickly, raising her torso and trying to focus her gaze on me, but she still looks sleepy. “What's wrong? I'll ask you! What is that unidentified animal?”, I point to the thing on the ground. Kiki widens her eyes and gets out of bed. “Have you met her?”, she says, walking over to the animal, picking it up off the ground and bringing it over to me, “This is Bia, she's a Sedosa. Chinese.”

Ronan didn’t hesitate. His body cracked and bent, the shift overtaking him in one fluid, violent motion. His skin split open like a second birth, revealing the beast beneath—taller than any normal wolf, monstrous and terrifying with fur black as midnight, hooked claws, demon horns, and glowing eyes that promised death. His roar shattered the forest. The first rogue sprinted straight at him, thinking brute force would be enough. It wasn’t. Ronan met him mid-leap, caught his skull between his jaws, and crushed it like an overripe melon. Blood sprayed across the snow in a thick arc as he tossed the corpse aside with a flick of his neck.

As a result, their conversation attracted the attention of a group of onlookers. "No! Please let me explain. I must have grabbed the wrong one today. I'll go home and search for the real one. Why don't we come again tomorrow?" Felix grabbed Mira's wrist, tightening his hold until his knuckles turned white. "You must take me for a fool." Mira was about to explain herself when a loud roar echoed through the hall. "Mira Bolton! You good-for-nothing bitch!" Mira began shaking violently when she heard the familiar voice.

No, this was about losing something that he thought he owned. Drake growled, and Samantha turned her head sharply in his direction. "All right, My Beast, don't start breathing fire. Cool heads need to prevail here." "Your Beast, huh?" Drake smirked. "Yeah. You're name is Drake. That's a dragon, you sounded like your were about to roar, you were definitely growling, I think if you get mad enough, you might just breathe fire. So, My Beast." Vulcan watched this by-play with a great deal of humor. The woman shouldn't know his friend that well. But, it seemed that she did, indeed know him, and know him well.

So close, that I could see small strands of her hair being blown across her face from my soft breathing. I stared deep into her blue-green eyes. "You wanna see how much more I can fuck you up, Tiger?" My voice was deep and rough, a sound I would only hear from a feral animal. She shrank under my gaze and her face turned as red as a tomato. What she was feeling, I could tell she liked it. Even if she didn't know it herself yet. For hours, it seemed like we stood like this, which really had to have been only seconds. Fuck, I could've ki-

The fabric of this dress felt thick, but it was still soft and comfortable when I wore it. Arthur only woke up for lunch; after that, he went back to sleep. I don't have anything else to do after cooking food for him, so I just read the magazines and newspapers from Arthur's closet while eating the waffles he had bought for me. Everything in these magazines and newspapers seems like a collection of fictional stories in news form, but I enjoy it. I also got to know several types of Xenobeasts that often cause chaos at the base. Basically, there are three types that often appear. Type C is the easiest to kill, type B is the poisonous Xenobeast that is four times stronger, and type A is a 3-met

She sits up straight in her chair, leaning in. I nod. “Well, imagine something like one of those beasts—the long snout, pointy fangs, enormous tongue that doesn’t quite fit, uncontrollable slobbering, mangy fur, and these evil-looking unholy eyes. Imagine being caught somewhere between that wolf-like creature and a human. Mangled, twisted bones set at strange angles with patches of skin and tufts of fur.” I shake my head, my stomach turning just thinking about it. No, I can’t allow her to see me. Bexley isn’t leaning away from me. She doesn’t get up and dart out the door. Instead, she reaches a hand across the table. My paw lies within her reach. I want to pull it away, but I don’t.

Bye. — Bye. She said goodbye to Celeste. Alicia, excited, went to the supermarket to buy what she would make for dinner. She was thinking of making spaghetti bolognese, Gabriel's favorite food, so when she got home she set about preparing dinner with great enthusiasm and, once it was ready, she prepared to take a long bath. She dressed in a black nightgown that she had in her underwear; it had been a long time since she had dressed like that. She remembered one night when she put it on to surprise her husband, but he stopped her and said:

To know the origin of the beasts, I have to touch it. All beasts are creepy looking and they are all hybrid consists of two genes except the one who had the diamond. Why did the diamond choose this beast? Well, there’s only one reason the beast is a powerful hybrid. I can sense its strong aura. The beasts roared and growled loudly and started attacking us. Azrael growled and attacked the weak ones I told him earlier. I know the beast’s capability just by looking at them. I ran towards the beast, not tearing my gaze away from its burning eyes. The beast didn’t move like it was waiting for me to get nearer. I killed every beast that blocked my way.

Lia growled, raising her crowbar. "Don't waste your energy, Lia," Bima held her back. "He’s only interested in the content." "Kevin will surely be here soon, too," Riska reminded them, her voice serious. "He won't let us destroy his power source." Bima nodded. "That's it. We have to move fast." He looked at his half-crushed pack of Indomie Super Nutripower in his hand. The spicy, savory aroma was still faintly detectable. "System, you said The Behemoth's weaknesses were 'ultrasonic frequency' and 'acidic organic contamination' or 'content trigger'!" Bima asked internally.