Novel & Cerita Black Beast By Samreen Shah

Or maybe, black messiah, if only the heavens can be this generous with me. I'm snapped from building castles in the air by Ajay's lips claiming mine savagely. Talk of a demon kissing you against your will in front of your tormenting allure crush. Meh! Just an observation, this jerkarse has nothing in comparison with this guy, Deep! Compared to his dreadful grey eyes that no one can stand, Deep's are a set of beautiful pools that any female soul would want to dive into, get lost in them, and probably wish to never be found. Compared to his gigantic body with this annoying massive abs, Deep's subtle body is just, flawless. This trunk behind me, my head would comfortably rest there forever. And

His chiseled features were borderline cruel, but his eyes…there was something familiar about his steely gray eyes. I was struck with a mix of emotions but fear surprisingly wasn't among them. I knew that I was going to die at the hands of The Beast, but yet I welcomed it. For reasons that I can't explain, my life suddenly felt meaningless. The Beast roared, “Offering accepted,” before his clawed finger slashed my bindings. The Beast was a huge winged creature with horns and piercing red eyes. He was the devil and we all knew the price if we crossed him. My life would spare humanity until he came to collect again. Before everything went black, all I remember was touching his face with my hand

"One captivating glance of My BEAST Is enough to melt my heart, body, and mind." MOHINI .. .. # 1) The BEAST and The BEAUTY **• Twenty-Five Years Later: -** 'At KASHYAP MANSION' A plump elderly woman in her mid-forties was reading a magazine as she heard soft footsteps approaching her. She closed the magazine, lifted her head, and saw him smiling brightly at her. His deep ocean-green eyes were intense, with sharp and pointed features. His golden-brown hair, pale white skin, long legs, and masculine personality made him appear like a prince charming from a girl's dreams.

" Whom to be careful of?' Diana asked him. He scratch his chin while looking at her. Steph cleared her throat. " Wild beast, Rogues and witches!" He told her. " They're very dangerous especially Sachajir, the beast with four eyes and hungry for flesh!" He added. Diana looked scared and curious too to what Amir told them. Alexis walked closer to asked him something. " What do you mean beast? You mean a wild huge beast?" He asked him with full of excitement in his eyes. Alexis loved adventurous things like killing a beast. Since he was a child, he loved to see a real beast not only in a children's book or movies but in real life. Now it's his dream come true. If ever they would encountered a b

We all gasped and my four spirits looked at me and the beast in surprise. The beast and I stared at each other, and I couldn’t believe what my eyes perceived. The beast definitely looks like me, the only difference between us is the color of our eyes and hair. She had black eyes, but it’s void of emotion---like you can see your painful death if you stare in it longer. Her long black straight hair that reaches her feet looks like it has its own life as it swayed on its own even if there’s no strong wind.

the driver asked. “In the Light Bar,” Aisha responded. She thinks she might go to the bar and need a drink to forget what happened a while ago. “I will fucking kill that girl with your husband, Aisha! I will fucking kill her! How are they making you cry, and that asshole! How dare he hurts you?!” Kai—her wolf, was understandably more aggressive than usual. Aisha held onto her chest; she could still hear the loud beating of her heart; Kai was about to go and take over her body, “Calm down, Kai. I settled that already; keep quiet,”

Yet she felt no triumph in this, only a terrible and irrevocable doubt. The Beast pressed itself up as close to the edge of the salt circle as it could get. It fixed Sally with its deep black eyes, as if to remonstrate with her. Sally could not look away. The eyes seemed to grow larger and larger until they filled her field of vision. The Beast seemed to reach out and build a bridge between their minds, and across this bridge it sent an unconscionable truth.

The elders nodded but the fear remained in their eyes as they watched their King slowly slip away and the unholy monster begin to take his place. Jessebelle raised her well trimmed eyebrow and asked, "Who is her?" her face turned down in a frown. The king sighed, having no patience for the vexing woman beside him. And all of a sudden, like a wave it hit him... The sensation of his mates blood being drawn. Any control he had of his beast was gone as in the next few seconds he had trasformed completely with low growl. The elders all stood up and stepped back as the beast ran through the room and out of the meeting hall. Jessebelle stood up her eyes wide with fear and confusion before her knees

My body had nothing left to give, emptied completely, yet still they worked me, still the pressure built, still I shattered. Then finally... darkness. I blacked out between one breath and the next, sinking into oblivion while their hands were still moving inside me, still claiming what little remained.

I stood and I drew my blade because I was Lyra and I had walked the northern territories and I had seen the empty clearings and the cold fires and the grooves that the Beast had left in the earth and I would not let it take another wolf from the pack that had learned to stand when the world told them to kneel. The Beast stepped into view and for a moment my mind refused to shape what I saw because it was not the shape of any wolf and it was not the shape of any bear and it was not the shape of anything that the old laws had a name for. It moved low but massive and its body was long and thick with muscle that rippled under dark fur streaked with ash gray and its head was broader than any wolf