Bête Novels & Stories

His eyes were steel, “Remember that tonight. You will not ruin his night with your-” “I would never do anything to ruin Marcus’s day. You know that-” Triston slammed his fist onto the table. My plate shook, my hands moving away from my food. “I don’t know that!” His voice boomed, “This isn’t a fucking game. I need his time here to be perfect.” I felt my breath being held in my chest. “You won’t ruin another thing for me.” With that, Triston stood up and left me at the table. Triston and I were like fire and ice. He burned, and I melted with him near me. I gripped the edge of the table before I stood, my legs wobbled, nearly giving out from under me-

Chapter 49. She blinked. ‘What about “Toby”?’ He shook his head. First love… And suddenly it came to him. He typed in a name…was offered the hint again. He tried it again without the capital and he was in. ‘What was it?’ she asked. ‘It’s “harry”. All lower case.’ ‘Harry? Who’s Harry?’ ‘He was a puppy Dad bought him for his fifth birthday. A liver and white springer spaniel. Completely brainless, but it was love at first sight.’

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

Running like hell would have been the way to go, but don't they say you shouldn't make sudden movements around dangerous animals? The beast in front of me lunged forward and latched onto my arm. A scream lodged in my throat, fighting for an escape that didn't come. As the blood rushed to my head and darkness began to edge my vision, the wolf sat back on its haunches and simply watched me.

Everyone is approaching the ring and we do the same and, pushing and shoving, we manage to get in the front row as many of them are drunk. -WELL! FIRST WE HAVE A TITAN WITH TEN FIGHTS WON AND TWO LOST WILLIAM THE DESTROYER!- he introduces and some boo and others cheer as they watch him climb into the ring. He's almost six feet tall and has a lot of muscle mass so I'm guessing he'll be slower although that's not completely known. He has his hair shaved to one and brown eyes - AND SECOND BUT NOT LESS IMPORTANT WE HAVE A CHAMPION WITH TWENTY FIGHTS WON AND ZERO LOST, THE DEVIL CAMBELL - this time there are very few people booing him and almost everyone cheering him on. As soon as I see him get

Or would it? “I need to get a pet,” she mumbled, moving into the cold confines of her one bedroom apartment. The place was decorated in crimson and black, the modern appeal making her feel at home, seeing that her mother’s house was very similar in style. She slipped off her black heels at the door, dropping her purse and rolling her shoulders to get her long-sleeved black jacket to release her from its tight hold. A quick reach up to her hair, and the clip was history, half thrown across the room to land amongst the rest of the hair accessories that found their way to the graveyard as she arrived home each day. To say that she wasn’t tidy would be a vast understatement, but when you were bu

It was a huge deal and not to be taken lightly. The guards also had a magical beast each. Those beasts had a dragon head, a tiger's body, a cow's hooves, and the tail of a snake—it was a most peculiar sight. Those creatures were called Mighty Butes. The Mighty Bute was a magical beast unique to the Godly Region. It had infinite sight and hearing and was also incredibly strong. Even though only the two stood with the guards watching the entrance, not even a fly would be able to get past them.

Although she prepared to defend herself, she breathed a sigh of relief when he retreated, running haphazardly towards the street, leaving his friend in the hands of the towering, enraged beast of a man. Zoe couldn’t reconcile her knight in shining armour, the one who had saved her, with the animal who was now sitting on her attacker, mercilessly pounding fist into face. Over and over and over again. Blood spilled from the man’s nose and a deep gash on his bottom lip. He was unconscious, his head lolling from side to side with each powerful blow. Zoe’s stomach churned, her mind conflicted. “Please stop,” she cried, her voice fading out with no resolution. “Stop!”

The two could see the anger in Vince's eyes as he stared at the two things and how his hand on his desk turned into a fist. “Beast if I may correct,” Clyne said breaking the silence. Vince frowned as he faced Clyne. “What's the difference?” he asked annoyed. Clyne let out a sigh. “Animals are like dogs, cats, rats and whatever else we see but these beasts are very different from animals Vince. They are even called tailed beasts because they have different numbers.” “I don't care anymore,” Vince replied. “As long as it's important I have to find that animal... or that beast, whatever you called it.”

Breathing in fast paces, still staring at me, yet, like I was a foreign entity. “Bastard.” He suddenly seethed, in a doubled voice. “What? Who are you talking about?” I cried out, pouting my lips in hurt at his sudden state. “Teta…” He trailed his father’s name out fiercely, hands in defense like he was protecting himself from something. When he transformed, his beast stood up, pouncing on the floor in a heavy thud. As he did, broken shambles followed, destroying the entire piece and everything that it entailed.