Black Beast Novel By Samreen Shah Novels & Stories

I did everything to be a good friend, only to be treated as my so-called best friend’s scapegoat. When her husband found cigarette ash in their house, she claimed I was the one smoking. When she snuck off for a private rendezvous with her lover, she told him she was celebrating my birthday. And when she got pregnant, she pinned the blame on me again, declaring I was consumed with jealousy—that I had spiked her drink and hired someone to violate her. Enraged, her husband marched to my doorstep wielding a blade and hacked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the exact day she had asked me to cover for her affair.

As though feeling the tension of being prey and me the predator, his gaze darted between the mouth of the alley and me, biting his lip until it was bright red. “I can fuck you up.” I loved fucking with terrified people. The wolf inside me paced in anticipation. I took a step toward him and he paled, shaking so badly the gun wobbled in his hand. “Stop it!” His voice rose to a scream. “I’ll kill you. I will!” “Try it.” I took another step closer. “See what happens.” His eyes widened like he thought I was crazy, and he wasn’t far off. When you’ve hunted for the mafia, killed people they didn’t want to bloody their hands with, and taken out whole families, nothing sane remained.

He pointed the gun at them with a dangerous vicious look in his eyes that brimmed with hatred, he unlocked the gun and , she grabbed the gun from his hand but just then there was another ferocious beast behind Ajay, about to attack him Samaira panicked, the beast had the face of the man she had encountered in the mall, soon he turned into a beast again and the man who was going to be attacked changed from Ajay to Siddharth “No, leave him,” she kept shouting but the beast was ferocious, finally she pointed the gun at the beast and *BOOM* “NO!,” Samaira jolted out of her sleep completely soaked in sweat, her whole body trembled and her face was blanched

She could hear Slate’s voice. “Shea!” Denver’s worried voice also reached her ears before her eyes turned pitch black and the veins around them turned bluish purple. Her elongated claws were so dripping with poison that created smoke as they reached the ground – as if they were burning it out. She was out of her own mind as her sleeping beast awakened. She let out an evil laugh, sending shivers down everyone’s spine. And before she knew it, everything just went black. *** POV: Denvereaux Thorne

The fees that they paid the club helped fund them. After dinner, they cleaned the table and loaded the dishwasher together, then sat on the deck and enjoyed a richly flavored fair trade coffee from Ethiopia. After finishing it, Drake showed her where to change. When Samantha came outside, Drake felt the breath leave his lungs. The woman standing uncertainly in front of him was beautiful beyond any he had seen before. Her brown hair fell to down her back in waves and over her breasts. Her shoulders were smooth and blemish free as were her arms. Her breasts, while not large, were full enough for him to feel in his hands. Her stomach was flat with a gentle swell that women seemed to try to do

“And whoever it is… they know him too well.” But Samuel refused to hear. Life was vulture life for Samuel — governments, enemies, and harsh friends. What Samuel failed to comprehend was that the knife had been driven deep into his side long ago by hands he had not been expecting. --- That evening, Shayla turned another notch on her holster on her score of wins. Determinedly, she laid aside her book. "Tomorrow," she gasped into the blackness, "a new gulf will yawn." And far away Samuel alone in his lair stared at the trembling face in a whiskey glass. Samuel Blackwood — that enigmatical man who had ever seemed so — was actually scared for the first time in his life.

It gives him a few seconds before the hounds decide attacking is their best move. They might have gained some newfound intelligence, but Beast is smart and has had years of practice. Our eyes carry bloodlust, our bodies made for killing. Beast's claws rake a wide path across one throat and chest. It's not a killing blow, but the hound lists to the side and the other jumps around him. It's almost like he's protecting the hurt creature. Beast lets out a growl that rumbles clear to our feet and charges head-on. We clash and the hound goes to the ground with Beast on top. We grab his neck within our crushing jaws and crunch bone. The other hound lands on top of us, his snapping jaws taking a bit

Despite its monstrous appearance, the beast in front of me is trembling and looking at me with its scared and frighten eyes. No matter how I look at it, only one person came to my mind. “Sha-Shaun.” my trembling mouth muttered. Then I notice, his fangs are locked on one of his legs and from where he stands, there was blood everywhere. For how long has he bitten his legs? Grey is right. Shaun is not the man I thought him to be. He’s no prince charming or knight in shining armor. He’s a huge black lycanthrope, fighting the thirst to bite on my flesh.

"Sister, don't listen to him." I don't know what to do. On one hand, the human side of me really wants to stop but I know I won't win that battle because the unnatural side me, the one with the beast inside of me is in control and it's almost impossible to be me again once Aurora is fully out of her cage. "Heaven that's enough!" In comes Amelia's stern voice. Her voice startles me so much that I immediately let go of Sky. I feel numb and confused as I watch Nikolina rush in to tend to Sky. Why are they here and most importantly, when did they get here?

she sat down on the stool behind the counter when Ayesha came running inside, shouting. "Sis! breakfast, am getting late." Ayesha said, quickly sat beside Arham. Ayat, who was about to take her first sip, looked at Ayesha from top to bottom. She was wearing a long heightened pink coloured dress with knee-length boots. Ayesha looked down at herself than at her.