Doomsday Beast Hsr Novels & Stories

The EMT lady cried in frustration. “I do not believe our perpetrator is a who. It shows more of a what, from the appearance of this death scene. Perhaps, a male black bear that preys on humans. They are hostile toward people, and whatever did this appears aggressive. It could be anything, although I won't accept this as the result of some human being doing.” The police director reveals this to his subordinates. “If this is an attack of a beast, then we are obliged to keep our eyes observant and ears alert. It could be lurking in the shadows. Stay wide-awake chaps, do not let your defenses down! Have your guns on standby and flashlight focus!” Another police officer shouted.

It must be fascinating to be up there watching your creations suffer yet still look for you. Lucas got to Santuario del Santo Cristo near midnight already after making sure Selene is already in deep sleep. He turned off the car engine after he parked beside the church and stepped out. When he is approaching near to Domus Malum, he felt some different energy. An ominous feeling that was very familiar to him. His eyes widened when he figured out where the energy comes from, he rushed down to the bunker and opened the door to Domus Malum. “Zera!” He yelled for her name as soon as he got inside. He ran to the lounge to find it cold empty and left untouched. He rushed to his room, pushing the doo

He had pinned me against the cold stone of the relic chamber, his arm coiled around my head, the other hand bruising my hip. His breath was ragged, his golden eyes heavy with the darkness of the curse that threatened to consume him. “You want to hate me,” he growled, his fangs scraping against my throat. “Your scent tells me otherwise, even as your eyes promise murder.” I choked on a breath, my body betraying me. “I will never be your Queen,” I snapped, even as my body arched towards him. He laughed softly, pressing his hips into mine, so I could feel the rigid length of him. “I don’t want a Queen, little Null. I want to burn alive in you before the world ends. And you, you’re going