Gay Beast Stories Novels & Stories

“But no, I’m currently buried under the stress of what happened at my auction.” I frown when he says this and we take our seats opposite him. “What’s that supposed to mean?” Bastien sighs and steeples his fingers underneath his chin. “Diavolos snuck a woman into my auction; apparently I had given my go-ahead because it was the fifth year of my success and I quote ‘anything goes’,” he says and my jaw literally hits the floor. “A fucking wo…wait, is she a human?” I ask in disbelief and Bastien nods.

There was a lot of potential in the writing so he passed it through. The next three were quick rejections. Then he clicked on the next one and quickly noticed it was a gay story. Becca must have followed through with her own suggestion to recruit online for gay erotica authors. He was disappointed to find that the story was a by-the-book CEO romance story. He had read plenty of similar ones over the past two months in the department. The only difference with this one was that the leads were both male. He hesitated over his decision. Becca looked busy over at her desk so he selected Adam for guidance.

Fabiano smirked when he understood the logic. The Bratva were animals. But they were cleverer than Fabiano had thought them to be. Leona. The girl was going to be used in the worst of ways. Fabiano knew that. In his worlds, girls were like cows. Sold. Bred. Sacrificed. Killed. And he wondered if Leona would have the same fate. *** Fabiano stared down at the phone in his hand, his face devoid of color as the blood had already drained from his face.

he shouts as he turns back to us and a crazy smile pulls across his face. "What," Dom snarls as an alarm begins to blare. Metal shutters begin to slam closed over windows and doors in every direction. Beeping begins to omit from the wall around the city. "CITIZENS OF PLECK. BEASTS HAVE RETURNED TO THE CITY CLAIMING ON OF US IS MATED TO THEM. STAY INSIDE YOUR HOMES. WE WILL NOT ALLOW THEM TO BULLY US, " a voice says over the loud speakers rigged on the lamp posts all over the smaller city.

I didn’t know the harsh unyielding brute before me, something awful had to have happened. Bas found his voice finally. “They were gonna do worse to her!” Bas protested. “You wouldn’t let that happen, so neither would I,” he argued. Wrong answer, The Beast wasn’t reacting to Bastian’s words but his attitude, Bastian’s wafting dominance attempted to cut through Wyatt's aura and failed, yet it flared again. Wyatt wasn’t in a sane mindset, I realized as his belt snaked through the loops of his pants. My heart skipped a beat. Not on my watch.

Chapter 15 Beast *** Content Warning: This chapter might contain violence, abuse, crime, or triggering factors that may be harmful, disturbing, or traumatizing to some. Reader discretion is advised. Thank you. *** POV: Shea Vestine - Thorne “Oh, gosh! I really can’t believe what happened last night!” Carrie exaggeratedly exclaimed as she sat beside her on the huge rock near the riverbank.

Jake's laugh was hollow, his voice distorted as his transformation continued. "Do you like it? The hunters thought I'd make the perfect experiment. A little serum, and now I'm better, faster, stronger than any werewolf you've ever seen." He flexed his hands, his nails elongating into sharp claws. "I'm not just human or wolf anymore. I'm something... more." "Hybrid," Damien said, his lip curling. "You're a monster. Jake grinned, his teeth sharp and gleaming. "Funny. Coming from you."

"It's part of who I am. I’m Romano Carlos Bermudez, the don of weed. Don’t you ever forget that, my angel." Tired of the silent treatment, I finally found my voice. "I don't want to be your breeder or your wife or anything to you. I just want to choose my own life, you mafia beasts, or whatever you call yourselves; you don’t know how to treat a lady. No wonder you are all single and always carrying whores, because your social skills suck." Romano's grip on my chin forced me to meet his gaze, his violet eyes piercing into mine. Taking a long drag from the weed stick, he suddenly pressed his desirable lips to mine, exhaling the toxic smoke directly into my mouth.

"When did my feet ever betray Lucien's bed? Please drop these unfounded accusations against my name!" "Unfounded accusations? Stop lying through your teeth, you fake!" Tess snaps, her claws digging into her leather bag to pull out a communication pad. With a fast slap of her thumb, she unlocks the screen and shoves the device right into my nose. "See the truth with your own eyes! Did your flesh not execute an affair behind our backs? Your unit was caught by the cameras embracing a rival alpha heir in the open sectors! Do you truly believe the Afolayan Dominion is blind to your dirty games?"

"She's Shakira and she's claiming to be carrying Asher's baby?" "You fucked her without a condom? have you forgotten the DFGWC rule you made?" "Wait a minute, what is the DFGWC rule?" Daniela asked confused. "Didn't fuck girls without condoms" "What other rules did you guys come up with?" "DDAPT" "Meaning?" "Don't dick a pussy twice" "What the hell, you guys are really brothers" "And I thought Darrell was different" Claire muttered and we chuckled. "Now back to the issue on ground. Who did you say got you pregnant?"