Doomsday Beast Novels & Stories

"Let him believe it. If the King thinks he’s in control, he won’t look closer at the archives." "The bond is anchoring Eilis's mind faster than we anticipated," the first replied. He adjusted his heavy cloak, the movement revealing a glimpse of a jagged, old-world sigil pinned to his vest. "The 'Beast' is becoming functional. Stable. Exactly what is required for the transition." "And if the Prince grows too attached? If he puts his mate above the cause?"

And I was going to find out what. After Damien left me alone, I stayed in that room for hours. I didn’t know what I was looking for, but I knew I had to find something. And then—I did. An old text. Dusty. Nearly falling apart. The passage sent a chill down my spine: "A union between the beast and the bride will break the chains or doom the bloodline forever." "She will carry the mark of destiny, a symbol of the moon." My heart slammed against my ribs. My hand instinctively went to my hip, fingers grazing over the crescent moon birthmark.

"What are you trying to do?" "What can I do?" Clayton shrugged. "I'm just a lowly beastkin." No sooner had the words left his mouth than he lunged at Salem. Terrified, Salem instantly shifted into his beast form. The black wolfhound instinctively lunged at Clayton, its sharp teeth sinking viciously into his arm. Clayton was knocked into the coffee table, shattering it with a sharp crack as glass shards scattered across the floor. Salem was stunned. He wasn't expecting Clayton's move to be a feint.

Sighing in relief, Dom shouted as loudly as his broken self would allow him, to get his father's attention, "DAD!" The dragon turned and noticed Dom. Just as Elijah carried Dom and started flying towards the setting sun, both of them noticed the She-beast who had played a major role in Dom and Iris' rescue, not being able to continue anymore due to all the ammo in her, fell right into the ocean surrounding the island, straight into the coral reefs that soon colored the water red with blood. The she-monster was no more and Dom felt a tear from his eye quietly drop into the ocean they were flying above.

Before Dominic could step forward, a massive, black-iron battle axe swung through the fog, smashing into the stone pillar right above Regnar's head with a shower of deadly sparks. Out from the mist strode the leader of the heavy division a monstrous, scarred bear Beastkin named Vane. He stood over seven feet tall, his massive torso covered in thick leather armor and heavy iron plates. His dark, wild eyes locked onto Dominic, a malicious, guttural laugh escaping his throat.

Taka asked. Linux went silent for a moment and then only said one statement, ‘Demonic Beast’ Demonic beasts were vicious organisms that were scattered everywhere across the Radiance Continent and resided in dark places. They were not humans, magical beast and even not those ordinary animals. They were a type of a very vicious existence which fed on domesticated animals and humans. The more larger it was, the more formidable its strength was. As for those ordinary demonic beast, they were merely savage but for those higher level demonic beast, they could nevertheless transform into the shape of a human. They could then conceal themselves inside the area where the humans live and used this opp

Saying the truth was now a problem as he knew the consequence that might follow. "Hnmm. Thanks for giving me a chance to speak to you, my heart keeps pAidening me and i have no other option than to speak. The number of people killed by the beast on daily basis is getting out of hand. Firstly The beast isn't a gorilla but a Lycan." Doctor Tom said. "Lycan?" The inspector and Mr. Gomez exclaimed and Mr. Gomez remembered what he searched on G****e before living the house. He tapped on his browser history and tapped on one of them.

She already has a small army of those… Deads. The Deads are an abomination, created by that deranged witch Thalia and her fucking psychotic friend. They’re pretty much a mutated werewolves, created with a bit of Undead’s blood to enforce their obedience. That’s why every Dead will listen to an Undead. And since Beast is the only one left, all those hundreds of Deads answer to her. That’s a lot of manpower. But Beast is an Alpha’s mate. She should answer to me, yet she refuses to do that. It’s so frustrating!

"If I can't have your power through a controlled ritual, I'll take it through chaos. The Beast will kill everyone—Council, Court, doesn't matter. And when you finally die trying to stop it, all that shadow magic will release. I'll be the only one left standing to claim it." "You're insane!" "I'm ambitious!" She laughed. "And in five minutes, when the Beast has killed enough people, I'll turn it back on you. Let's see how long you last, little Queen." The Beast killed without care, attacking everyone in its path. And I stood there, weakened, powerless, helpless, watching everything fall apart. Damon finally reached me, shifting back to human form. "We have to run," he said urgently. "Now. Whi