Fiction Beast Lyrics Novels & Stories

"The tale said you can fuck very well" The beast let out a low, throaty laugh, a sound that sent a thrill through me. "Is that so?" it rumbled, taking another step closer, its presence overwhelming yet oddly comforting. "And what makes you think that's true?" I bit my lip, feeling a flush creep up my cheeks as I met its gaze. "Well, the tales all said the same thing," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. "That you're... well, that you're incredible."

By this point, the terrifying children were up and beginning to shift, taking shape into grotesque beasts with rotting wings and glowing red eyes. "What the hell?" Feeling my heart rate beginning to grow frantic, I increased my efforts to get away, but found that I was still stuck in place as the terrifying beasts began to swarm in on me. "NO!" I snarled, fighting for all I was worth. "GET OFF OF ME!" The world around me disappeared as the beast began to claw at my skin, ripping it to shreds and sending wave after wave of pain through me. "Arissa." Confusion rolled through me as the deep voice echoed all around, attempting to drown out the horrible shrieks of the beasts. "Come on, wake up."

I hummed as we kissed. My eyes flared wide as Lucas’s finger circled my asshole, rimming me with slow controlled movements. His irises glowed like bonfires, a sign that his wolf was at the surface. I wasn't afraid. Even as I sucked his tongue, imagining it was his big thick cock, I could sense his primal side howling with rapture. Lucas's fingertips bruised my thighs as he fucked me with abandon, his shallow breaths coming out harsh and ragged. If we weren't already in the bath, my juices would have drenched us. "Oh, God," I chanted before my voice became a strangled scream.

The beast took another eerily silent step towards him— causing his body to betray him further as he began to try harder to curl into himself and away from the beast. "Hrmmmm...WHY DIDN'T YOU DINE ON YOUR KILL?....grrrrRRR!" The beast yelled at him in a questioning manner. He thought the question over before answering, trying to be careful in what he said. "I'm not an animal-- not a wild one at least....it felt...erhm...wrong. Taboo." He said shakily as he put his head up to face at least the beasts legs. "Hmm...I think yoU're JuSt scarrrEd to embRrrace what you arrrrrre...grrrr.."

Beautiful. Curiosity pulls me upright. I pick it up, the paper strangely warm under my fingers. And then, suddenly, it glows. Words rise off the page like fire, flooding my mouth before I can think. My lips move on their own. My body feels like chains just fell off me. “Aphes me ek toutōn desmōn, lysón me apo tēs kataras sou, kaleson ton pnoē mou kainotaton, egeíre me epi zōēs palin…”

“I shouldn’t have come.” That only enraged him further. “Get back here.” The voice wasn’t his. It was deeper—distorted. The same monstrous tone I remembered from the last full moon. The sound of a beast wearing a man’s skin. I shook my head. “No.” I turned toward the door. Behind me, the chains rattled again—harder this time. “Take one more step,” the beast snarled, “and you’ll regret it.” Fear clamped around my ribs, but I forced myself to move. One step. Then another. I reached the door, pushed it open, and slipped out.

Shutting her eyes close, she took a deep breath. The beast was there with her. The terror of his presence surrounded her, and it was suffocating. Now, her fear surged up, unable to be controlled, as a cold chill washed over her, threatening to drown her. “Calm down Kaerith.” She whispered to herself. Just then, a deep, resonating voice cut through the darkness, causing the walls to vibrate. "Strip." Kaerith froze, her heart beating fast as the word hit her like a physical blow, shocked that the beast could talk.

I felt the guilt, but guilt added to the climax. Luca’s cock hammered against my cervix like it was trying to break through and impregnate me. Could I be pregnant by a vampire? I didn’t know. But the thought thrilled me; my pussy creamed with more lubricate. I was disoriented. We fucked like beasts, changing positions and smearing our love juice everywhere. I cried out his name again and again until my voice became coarse. I begged him to come inside me and let out a strangled cry as he obliged.

“Mother! I gasped in tears trying to reach her. I swung my hand to grab her but only felt smoke dissolving into the air with a burst of evil laughter. “You can only run but you cannot hide!” Another eerie voice whispered. “You murdered them, Jake, for that I curse you!” A celestial being spat in anger. Jake grunted in pain. His breath came in ragged gasps, his body trembling as a force wrapped around him like chains tightening their hold. A curse—twisting, corrupting. "Jake, it's me! Please stop!" A pregnant lady screamed. Racing as fast as I could to save her, the beast tore into her chest. It looked into my eyes and I saw through it. Jake! He was the beast.

Just enough to protect us. "Now what?" "Now we wait." "For what?" "For the beast to come close enough." The baby's still glowing. Still crying. But I hold her tight. Let her light shine. Because that light is bait. And the beast is hungry. Sound comes from the edge of the clearing. Footsteps. Big ones. Then it appears. Shadow beast. But bigger than before. Stronger. Made of darkness so thick it hurts to look at. Red eyes burning like coals. Claws long as swords.