Eye Of The Beast Book Novels & Stories

Ogali’. I pushed my glasses up my nose a bit then I sat down silently. ‘Psst!’, I heard from behind me. I didn’t turn of course. ‘Psst!’, I turned slightly and Beck Jameson was staring at me with his hazel eyes. I wasn’t scared of him like everyone else in school because minus the whole bad boy façade he is just a strangled little penguin to me.

Then an image was sent to his phone and he viewed it. In it was Oscorb standing close to the beast. Mr. Gomez made to leave the room but his eyes caught the book on Elsa's bed. It was opened to a particular page, it was the book about supernatural creatures. "Lycan." Mr. Gomez said staring at the picture and the inscription below. Though the image on the book was drawn by The author it looked familiar. He tapped on goggle as he left the room. He typed Lycan and searched for it. Then he stared at the picture it looked almost exactly as the beast.

change themselves, get rid of poverty and discrimination, but it continues and even I was made subject to it, so I had no choice but to do this, and even after I wore this eye for 40 years I don't feel any danger to my life, I feel young and strong as ever. I didn't do this to put the human side at a disadvantage, I wanted to power up every human so that they can be the strongest in the universe, that's why I created these eyes. But the hatred and foolishness in humans have not changed and it would only destroy the human race if I revealed this power. I don't have much longer to live, before the officials find this book I will be long gone as I have made it so that it can be published throu

His chiseled features were borderline cruel, but his eyes…there was something familiar about his steely gray eyes. I was struck with a mix of emotions but fear surprisingly wasn't among them. I knew that I was going to die at the hands of The Beast, but yet I welcomed it. For reasons that I can't explain, my life suddenly felt meaningless. The Beast roared, “Offering accepted,” before his clawed finger slashed my bindings. The Beast was a huge winged creature with horns and piercing red eyes. He was the devil and we all knew the price if we crossed him. My life would spare humanity until he came to collect again. Before everything went black, all I remember was touching his face with my hand

The Beast's eyes blazed with a fierce intensity, its gaze burning into my soul like a branding iron. I screamed, but my voice was drowned out by the Beast's deafening roar, a sound that shook the very foundations of the room. Its jaws opened wide, revealing rows of razor-sharp teeth, ready to deliver the final blow. I closed my eyes, waiting for the end, but it never came. Instead, the Beast's grip on my shoulders tightened, its claws digging deeper into my skin. I opened my eyes to find the Beast's face inches from mine, its eyes blazing with a fierce hunger. Its hot breath washed over me, making my skin crawl. …

Once a phantom-beast had been defeated, the whites of their eyes darkened and became jet black while the irises remained a glowing luster of blood-red. Guilds also could use these same eyes to measure the strength of the defeated phantom-beast before recording it in the books—books which recorded the list of defeated phantom-beasts thus far. Such books one could not get at any typical book store as they were mostly given out to adventures, who were most of the time tasked with taking out phantom-beasts that appeared in rural areas.

The man in front of me was beautiful and lethal, but in that moment, the beast had taken over his consciousness. “L – I – T – T – L – E O – N – E.” The roar came out slow and guttural, loaded with something primal. He shook his head, as if trying to shake off the beast’s control. “P – R – E – Y.” His whole body trembled, muscles taut from the internal battle. His fangs lengthened, razor-sharp, and his predatory gaze fixed on me. His right eye still held its earthy tone, but the left… that one had been completely claimed by the beast. The air around me grew heavy, and my lungs burned from lack of oxygen.

"Let me die? I'm afraid it's not enough..." The corners of Zephyr Khan's mouth slightly twitched. In the depths of his pupils, there were silver and scarlet flashes. As of this moment, his eyes were filled with a bizarre look. One could vaguely see that an ancient portal was hidden deep within his eyes.... Seeing that he was about to succeed, the King of Beasts was so excited. But at the moment when he was about to win, the King of Beasts felt that his eyes were suddenly dazzled. The next moment, he appeared in a strange environment...