Cold Blooded Beast Novels & Stories

Against all laws of gravity, the liquid fire was pooling near the summit, weaving itself into a colossal, bipedal structure. "By the gods," Kael whispered, stepping out of the cab, his Starved Iron polearm gripped tightly in his hands. It was still forming, but the scale was incomprehensible. It was a Magma-Beast the size of a cathedral. Its legs were anchored deep inside the caldera, drawing limitless thermal voltage directly from the mantle. "We can't freeze that," Cord stated bluntly, standing beside me, the heat reflecting off his scarred face. "If I took a Starved Iron spear the size of a redwood tree and drove it through its chest, it would just melt the vacuum."

More- I was curious. Anna grabbed my hand to protect me, and Bell did the same. I twisted the stem. The coldness leaped along my arm like an iced spirit freed from a spring. The blow was mild against the soggy bite of my own body. The hatch opened, and the darkness beyond was denser; it seemed to swell into the new side, smoothing shadow. We flinched away, opposed to touching this initial blackness. I was sure it was not nighttime yet. Anna gazed at her wristwatch, and it sent chills down her spine when she noticed the hands of the clock were juggling.

People aren't that scared of me but the beasts in me, my bloody vampire blood thirst, all he wanna do is kill, suck blood and bent all his frustration cause we didn't have a mate. Dokata the most fierce wolf ever known in the history of werewolves, well that was exactly what Drake my best friend told me, he happened to be a wizard and know a bit too much like Damon had said. He doesn't like him for that. Damon, Dokota and Don are the three beasts inside of me, but no matter what beware of Damon; the demon who originated from hell. *Yes Mate!* Don said in agreement to what Dokata had said.

The frigid air that bit painfully at her fingers and nose made the depressing confines of their basement prison (nicknamed the den by the girls) seem wonderfully warm and cosy and Chloe closed her eyes, imagining herself tucked under the layers of blankets and clothes she buddled onto her cot to help keep her warm. This wasn't the first time they had been subjected to cruel and unusual punishments at the whim of their Alpha. If anything, this was probably the least humiliating or dangerous. Being a werewolf certainly gave them the advantage of warmer body temperatures and better endurance. If she was human, Chloe was certain she'd have died from hyperthermia by now. However, that didn’t mean

Chapter 67: Caroline's POV “Fuck you,” I spat, and drove the shard into his thigh. He screamed, an animalistic, high-pitched howl that echoed through the warehouse. His eyes bulged. His hands flailed. His leg buckled. “You crazy little bitch!” he shouted, stumbling back. I twisted the shard deeper, felt it grind against bone. He collapsed to one knee, clutching his thigh, blood gushing between his fingers. “Hurts, doesn’t it?” I hissed, yanking my hand free. “That’s what prey does when it stops running.”

And what a thrill it was to feel freedom to the fullest. But this stupid creature was not going to turn off when he saw me on his way. I won't turn back either! My beast was driven by adrenaline from the anticipation of the hunt, and my heart beat wildly against the ribs. Jumping on the creature, I dug my claws into it, tearing its flesh. The wildling howled heart-rendingly, trying to throw me off. Will not work! Just because you're bigger doesn't mean you're stronger! I bit into his neck, trying to reach his throat. And all this time my fire did not go out! As a result, the victory was for me, and not even ashes remained from the enemy. My she-wolf was satisfied with the fight and was eager

He quickly knelt and thanked Zephyr Khan. "Thank you, benefactor! Thank you, benefactor!" Zephyr Khan nods and asks casually, "By the way, patriarch, do you know if there are any extremely cold and gloomy places in the Endless Mountain range?" After this period of investigation, Zephyr Khan felt that it was impossible to find the real target of his mission by blindly searching. As for the Icy Crystal Coldsteel Scorpion, judging from its name, it should be an ice-attributed demonic beast.

They shifted into their beasts and ran towards the crater where hundreds of creatures from the underworld kept crawling out from. Kendrick crouched and shifted into his enormous spirit beast. His body shuddered violently and his bones popped painfully, wrenching a loud growl from him. His size increased and kept increasing until he was almost as tall as the buildings. He opened his mouth and a loud and powerful roar sounded, echoing through the city. Tabitha and Cassie hid behind the debris of a fallen house and watched the very huge silver beast with shock written all over their faces. They watched as it bounded away, the ground shaking with its weight, its great and terrible claws slashing

Everything around me went dark. Voices rang in my ears as I forced my eyes open. There were beasts standing around me licking their lips as if hungry for me. I tried to run but I was tied down to the same table they killed my kind on. I felt my body getting weaker by the minutes, my skin was getting more itchy than before. I realized what they used in holding me down. It wasn't any normal rope, it was a rope dipped in wolfsbane and it's effect on me was enormous. I was wolfless so how the wolfsbane was affecting me was another problem. I tried to set myself free but each time I tried, the rope tightened my skin the more and I was too close to getting unconscious.

I face him and look straight in his dark, cold eyes which are somehow filled with concern for me. "I used to serve him. Before Aurora I lived only only to please him. He's not your typical bad guy, he's evil. He destroys anything that comes between him and the power he somehow he believes to be his." His voice is so cold that makes me shiver. "And right that something is you, Heaven he's going to kill you." "I'm not going to let him come near me." I barely recognize my own voice. "That's what you think and you are wrong." He puts his hands on sides of my shoulders and the cold look in his eyes has now replaced with sincerity. "I know you are strong, you are probably one of strongest nonhuman