Novel & Cerita Doomsday Beast

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.

The fiction was too much, and my wall tightened around him as I held him deep inside me. Black spots danced in my vision as my body trembled. It was more than just my impending orgasm. My beast was fighting me to come forward, demanding that I claim our mate. Killian's muscled tightened as he let out a deep guttural moan. The sound of it sent me over the edge as he whispered with a wild look in his eye. "Again." My teeth extended as I gave in to my beast, wanting it just as badly as she did.

The elders nodded but the fear remained in their eyes as they watched their King slowly slip away and the unholy monster begin to take his place. Jessebelle raised her well trimmed eyebrow and asked, "Who is her?" her face turned down in a frown. The king sighed, having no patience for the vexing woman beside him. And all of a sudden, like a wave it hit him... The sensation of his mates blood being drawn. Any control he had of his beast was gone as in the next few seconds he had trasformed completely with low growl. The elders all stood up and stepped back as the beast ran through the room and out of the meeting hall. Jessebelle stood up her eyes wide with fear and confusion before her knees

“No. I’m not sure. The reason why I didn’t attend the auction was that Moses warned me about it.” “Moses Braddson?” Of course, like Terzo said, the Krosses and Braddsons shared the same common ground. The Kross Industries and the Hover were working together on the biggest project in history. “He warned me about the Beavers’ involvement in the trafficking ring that there’s gonna be a set of women to be sold at the auction. Your Italian mafia friend would be there. So I thought you’d like to save lives.” “You should have warned me first.” I sighed deeply, staring at him, but I felt like there was more to this story, and he hadn’t told me everything.

The Null Beasts hit Manhattan like cannonballs fired from between dimensions. They were horrifying. Each one was roughly the size of a city bus, but their shapes refused to commit to anything specific. They flickered between forms: massive insectoid monstrosities one second, writhing masses of geometric fractals the next, their bodies composed of a substance that Jack's root access identified as "unrendered reality," matter that hadn't been assigned physical properties by the Source Code. The first one crashed through the roof of Grand Central Terminal.

Then, with a cold smile at the three cowering figures in the corner, I gathered my belongings and the ruined doll, took Felix's hand, and walked away. As we left, I still caught their voices comforting Celie, "It's fine. Once the floods come, that ungrateful wretch won't even have a place to hide. Either she drowns miserably, or she'll crawl back to beg us. As long as you stay close to Gideon, she won't be smug for long. Just wait and see!" They truly believed that the giant shark was salvation in the apocalypse. Absurd. No matter how humanlike a beastman's form, the wildness of their nature remained. In my past life, they only saw me waiting at home while Gideon brought back fish—never noti

Suyi thought that the beast she would be fighting was the same as the ones she had fought for the past few minutes. But it seemed that she was doomed to fail the very first mission she took. Although souls can no longer die except being dissolved to nothingness, against a beast, they could be captured and trapped as a source for their power. It is either you kill the beast, or the beast will suck your soul away. Right now she is fighting a beast called Cerberus, it is a giant 3 headed dog, they are strong creatures but they are not rare individuals, unlike unicorns or phoenixes and faes.

"Leo... what on earth was that?" Leo’s silver fur stood completely on end. His usually playful, mischievous eyes had become deadly serious, reflecting the ominous crimson sky. *Fenrir.* Aiden swallowed hard, his throat dry. "The Beast of the Eclipse." "Can Dad beat him?" Leo hesitated, his ears twitching as the distant thundering approached. Then, he answered with brutal honesty. *I don't know, Aiden.* Outside the eastern gates, the very earth began to tremble violently. Towering pines snapped like fragile twigs under an immense weight. A thick, suffocating wall of black mist rolled aggressively through Blackthorn Forest, swallowing the terrain and snuffing out the light in its path.

Most terrifying of all were their eyes. Their irises burned with an unholy, incandescent crimson glow—blood-red, intelligent, and dripping with pure, predatory malice. The two colossal beasts lunged forward in unison, their massive jaws snapping open as razor-sharp fangs aimed straight for my throat. Fifty miles away, inside a private boardroom at the southern docks, Zayden stood over the table reviewing final trade contracts. Suddenly, a violent, deafening shockwave shattered his senses. His ears rang with a high-pitched hum as the supernatural mate bond snapped taut like an iron cable. Inside his skull, Night did not just growl—the beast detonated in an agonized, earth-shattering scream:

A twisted combination of wolf and darkness, its body shimmering with black energy, it was unlike anything I had ever seen. "What is that?" With a quivering voice, Chelsea inquired. "An abomination," Dominick remarked in a chilly tone. "By means of black magic." Unexpectedly, the beast attacked, its claws tearing through the air. Dominick shoved me away and snarled fiercely in response to the assault. "Remain back, Lisa!" He yelled while using his claws to cut the beast. "No chance," I whispered as I moved to his side, holding my blade firmly. Dominick's POV