Fiction Beast Lyrics Novels & Stories

It was so huge that she almost fainted. The beast was huge and looked like it had wings. She whimpered and moved backwards. With every step she takes the beast takes one after her. And when the beast spoke it has the most unusual voice ever. It was as sweet as a flute bread and was as melodious as her mother's lullaby. She widened her eyes in surprise. "hmmmm. How long would it have taken you to find me? " The beast asked. She cringed. "please don't eat me... I'm just gonna pass here and I won't come back again... "

My eyes instantly opened when my legs were easily grabbed. The beast pulled me to its side like I was nothing, it showed its full dominance by the loud sneer that was making me want to submit. I knew I wasn't strong enough to fight or escape it, but that didn't mean I was going to willingly do what the beast wanted, at least at that minute. I wasn't going to submit no matter what. "Let me go, what do you want from me!" I screamed on top of my voice. It growled again and this time it pushed me to a rock where I hit my head.

she whispered. He met her eyes. "Yeah." He glanced down and his fingers began to strum The Psychedelic Furs' tune The Ghost in You, except his version was a gentle soothing croon. Ashleigh stared incredulously but she didn't make a sound. He began to softly sing and his voice was amazing. Ashleigh's mouth turned as dry as the Sahara Desert as she stared at Christopher. She was frozen and the world seemed to stop, and all there was was this man singing this particular song to her—this song of all songs, from a movie that defined her life.

Energy pulsed and wavered into the space between us. “I will find your sister and see if she is worth saving,” I let him know. Beckham convulsed and then suddenly went still. The darkness retreated dragging with it a phantom of dim dark shapeless light, as it returned to my feet and deposited it there, immobile. I turned to Wyatt, “The first installment of our vow,” I said. The Beast growled in approval from within the confines of Wyatt’s body, his skin bristled as he pushed back with the urge to shift.

I tried to scream, but my voice was trapped in my throat, silenced by fear. The last thing I heard was the Beast's deafening roar, a sound that shook the very foundations of my being. It was a sound that seemed to come from the depths of its very soul, a primal scream that echoed through the chambers of my mind. And then... nothing. The darkness consumed me, a void that seemed to swallow me whole. I felt myself being pulled down, down, down into the abyss, a helpless victim of the Beast's unrelenting fury. My thoughts grew foggy, my senses dulled, and I was left with nothing but the echoes of my despair.

Baby, I'm preying on you tonight Hunt you down eat you alive Just like animals Animals Like animals-miles Maybe you think that you can hide I can smell your scent for miles Just like animals Animals Like animals-miles Baby, I'm So what you trying to do to me It's like we can't stop, we're enemies But we get along when I'm inside you, eh You're like a drug that's killing me I cut you out entirely But I get so high when I'm inside you Yeah you can start over you can run free You can find other fish in the sea You can pretend it's meant to be But you can't stay away from me I can still hear you making that sound Taking me down rolling on the ground You can pretend that it was me But no, oh Baby

Leave me, it will be better. - No! - Tristan reached out to the girl, but she recoiled from his hand. The sky began to darken. Tantario jumped up and looked around tensely. He felt the approach of the beast - the one who took possession of the body of his beloved, and now intends to devour her soul. The wind increased, howling over the rock. The girl got up and walked away. The darkness thickened in front of her, turning into a huge, terrible creature, whose body was covered with slimy black and scarlet scales. Flapping its holey wings, the beast waited for the girl to climb onto its back. Ira pressed herself against the disgusting neck. Tristan watched in horror as the oily liquid swallowed

"I want to go to grandmother," I wish someone can help me out, these beasts have no mercy, I want to go back... Their sounds were treacherous, it made her quiver, even more, she closed her eyes and ears....but suddenly it was stopped..... Is one of them dead....!!

I was just frozen to the core! I stared with a racing heart, saying repeatedly, "You're not real! You're not real!! You're just my imagination!" I sang it like a rhyme, shaking in my stand. This beast stared at me with those scary eyes, silently. I kept singing those words when I felt something sliding down from my forehead to my face. The smell triggered my fear in an instant. "Mmm. Is that blood I smell?" The beast finally uttered, grinning at me with delight. My forehead was bleeding from the strong impact to the ground. I could also smell my own blood as it flowed down to my face.

My veins smelled of rain, worms, and soil. I am more Dead than Alive now and forevermore and foreverafter, and I always make sure not to let my wounds show on the practice fields. The sick sweet blood within my decrepit veins reeks of rotten roses, and I am a wicked creature through and through. She pressed against my thighs, her teeth a cutting ring on my neck. Her breath was tinder sparking in my ear, and she dragged abyssal claws across my waist. "I could break you with my bare hands," the Beast whispered, her pearly fangs bloodying my blonde hair. "But I will not, for you are my treasured rose, the foremost fruit of my gardens, my sweet Beauty."