Heart Of The Beast の小説・ストーリー

Then, as the traffic moved, ‘And, even if you were inclined to, I wasn’t about to let it happen.’ ‘No?’ she challenged him. ‘No, of course you weren’t. Natetold me that you’d only backed down once before in your entire life. What was it, Dan? A charging rhino?’ ‘Something equally obdurate,’ he assured her. ‘The human heart.’ She stared at him. The woman he’d loved? He’d walked away? Let her go without a fight? ‘Something that isn’t involved on this occasion,’ he said so

Suspended. Waiting. And I hated the gods for putting us here. I hated myself for being born with this name. This blood. This legacy. But I would carry it. I would bear it until my bones cracked. Because that’s what it meant to love her. That’s what it meant to be Damien Blackwood. A man born under a curse, fighting fate with nothing but his teeth and his heart. And I’d do it again. A thousand times. For her. Always for her.

She sits up straight in her chair, leaning in. I nod. “Well, imagine something like one of those beasts—the long snout, pointy fangs, enormous tongue that doesn’t quite fit, uncontrollable slobbering, mangy fur, and these evil-looking unholy eyes. Imagine being caught somewhere between that wolf-like creature and a human. Mangled, twisted bones set at strange angles with patches of skin and tufts of fur.” I shake my head, my stomach turning just thinking about it. No, I can’t allow her to see me. Bexley isn’t leaning away from me. She doesn’t get up and dart out the door. Instead, she reaches a hand across the table. My paw lies within her reach. I want to pull it away, but I don’t.

"Islandia needs its prince." "You've barely arrived," Sahar said, controlled now. "I know. And I'm not abandoning this place not again. But there's something I have to finish first." I looked at the table. "I'm searching for the Ember Heart." The silence that followed was a different kind. Heavier. "The Ember Heart," someone said, like testing whether the words still worked. "Yes." "The stone the humans took from us." Sahar's eyes moved to Mira. "And you've brought a human here to help find it. The way we brought Votigern into our trust."

The bond in my chest was a dull, terrifying ache that felt like a dying light. "Caspian... look at me... please..." I sobbed... my hands cupping his jaw... my tears washing the soot from his cheeks. I didn't care about the battlements. I didn't care about the northern army charging the gate. I didn't care about the men screaming in the trenches. I poured my First Moon heat into his skin, begging the man who had bought my soul to stay inside his body. Then a low, wet cough rattled his chest. Caspian’s eyelids flickered. When they opened, the silver was gone. They were pure, molten black... the Beast finally pushed past every limit of human endurance.

Ferris asked darkly raising the eyebrow. Hazel bit her lips before she looked straight in his eyes, saying, “yes, you are beast. My loving beast.”

He could feel the sting of the venom entering his bloodstream and his heartbeat accelerated. "I'll tell you what Creed I'll give you an option. Choose your punishment. It's either you become a beast by the next full moon and get hunted and slaughtered by your own people or you fall in love, break the curse and watch me snap your happiness away from you before I snap your neck." Creed writhed in pain as the venom made course for his heart. Thick layers of sweat covered his face and neck, his veins bulged as the venom flowed freely through his veins.

One wrong move, and the black wolf could easily kill me by targeting my neck. And yet, why am I not moving? Why does my wolf feel rather pleased!? ‘Mate.’ With a husky voice, it says before licking a spot on my neck that suddenly feels like it is burning under its hot breath. I manage to grasp a few semblances of my sanity as I move back. The black wolf straigthens up, all sign of bloodlust leaving its eyes just before it turns back and ran. I can feel my heart hammering rapidly in my chest as shock and disbelief course through my head.

The thing you should never tell Hell, any price, but Bella was desperate, she didn't mind what price she have to pay, she just need the baby to be safe. Now she got Hell's answer, a voice came to her, only her could hear it, she didn't know it was Lucifer who's answering, she's not just having a deal with any demon, it's the king of hell who's interested, he's bored, hell ruling gets boring after a while, he's craving having someone with him, someone to belong to him without the fear or the schemes to take over hell. The mama wolf, the way she pleaded to him, it got his attention, he could hear her heartbeat and the heartbeat of the unborn child, but it's the baby heartbeat that got his atte

”Now, to finish this bastard off one and for all,” The hag said, turning to ball her fists at the man’s best friend that had been crawling toward me on the gritty floor. I could feel the rage rolling off of the beast’s form in waves as he clenched his mighty fists and a plume of black smoke rose between the wicked hag of the mountain’s balled-up hands. The magic of her spell. “No!” Kalden shrieked as the beast swayed desperately, the pound of its salt and granite-furred hind legs on the floor sending small cracks through the earth before Hector did something completely unexpected.