Carver O Beast Novels & Stories

I saw Benjamin’s jaw dropped in dread. When I finally turned around to look at the visitors, he screamed out desperately in fright. Two strong men crawled towards us with callous faces, baleful light of blue springing up in their squints. They were werewolves. Before I was able to struggle or shriek for help like Benjamin, one of them dashed over and grabbed my throat. As his finger tightened, I could hardly breathe or move. My lumps was vacuumed with oxygen and my mind started blurring in suffocation.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

I gasped, breathing heavily as I scent a suppressing Aura, I breath heavily as it got closer, I couldn't do a thing, I couldn't run, I couldn't walk, we were gonna die, I just layed still, expecting the worse to happen I cringed fearfully as a beast approached me, towering below my weak body, he smirked as he tilted his head towards Kara whose eyes was shut close I cringed more fearfully as he he trailed his scary claws all the way to my lips, I saw his face, his montrous face, his long fangs gnashed as he breath heavily under me "Don't be scare little one, you will make a nice vessel in my plans, you both will!!". He said in his stoic voice, I weakly tilted my head towards Kara whose eyes d

The beast shrieked and crumbled beneath her. Carlos lunged as a third hybrid charged him. He rolled aside, then drew a silver-tipped spear from beneath his cloak—a weapon he’d brought from the war room. “Aim for the heart,” Aurora barked. “Only silver stops them completely.” Carlos nodded, ducking a swipe from the creature. It was stronger than a vampire, more erratic than a werewolf. Its speed rivaled his, but its movements were less calculated, more feral. He sidestepped and rammed the spear upward.

Now, he still looked young but wasn’t naive anymore. “What was that?” Alaric asked, walking inside the cave. “And what the hell is this?” He asked in shock when his eyes landed on Beast’s injury. It was like a shock to him to see Beast injured. Alaric quickly reached near him. “What happened to you?” “Nothing. It seems like these hunters are also getting stronger day by day.” Beast replied and tried to sit but hissed in pain.

He had done shit that no man would ever live through, humiliated Sandra before the pack, and yet even with all that he still had the audacity to show his face here, wow. "Now listen here, you entitled little shit. I don't care whether she is madly in love with you or you think you love her. You'll let my sister go and get out of here, before I blow you to bits. “And before you think of arguing that you’re a different species, keep in mind that I’ve been spending years and years studying your race and I got enough to know what hunters use and trust me I can use it on you right now, now leave. “Your people are hurt too. Head to them, and pose for the cameras like you do, you might just get a g

As they approached the cave, the air grew thick with tension. Brian held up a hand, signaling for silence. "This is it. We move in carefully. No mistakes." The group entered the cave, and their senses heightened. The walls were lined with ancient markings, and the air was cold and damp. They moved deeper, their footsteps echoing off the stone. Suddenly, a roar filled the cavern, and the Beast of Gévaudan emerged from the shadows. It was larger and more terrifying up close, its eyes glowing with an unnatural light.

She stood over him, her voice cold and unwavering. "It's over, Beast," she declared. "Your empire is crumbling, and justice will finally catch up with you." The Beast, his pride wounded as much as his leg, could only glare at Carol in impotent rage. The tables had turned, and he was now the one at their mercy. The team members quickly secured the area, ensuring that the Beast's men were incapacitated and unable to pose a threat. They were well-prepared for this moment, having set up their positions and weapons with meticulous planning.

I closed my eyes and embraced the darkness. Xavier stared at her figure one last time before he could leave. She looked so beautiful and peaceful while asleep. He couldn't wait to take her again and show her all the things he could do but first he had to make sure that it was safe. He turned to the door and walked out of the room letting his beast out when he was out of sight and in the woods. He could pick a scent that he knew did not belong to any member of his pack and he followed it.

“She’s untamed.” “And she used it against me?” “Your blood reacted. Don't bond with the wrong mate, I beg you, Alpha.” the old man pleaded. A thunderous growl escaped Kael's throat. He turned, storming out without another word. Back at the gateside, Alaric was waiting with a prisoner in tow. “Found her,” he muttered, pulling off the blindfold. Madam Vexa's lips were sewn in a frown, defiant and furious. She didn't know how she ended up there.