Heart Of The Beast Novels & Stories

He told his director while taking off his gloves. "Everyone, lets rapid up and get moving. We don’t have all night. I have to get home to my daughter and read some bedtime stories to her. Don’t drag on! Move your weak legs faster! Alvin and Derrie! Do a patrol around the area and report back in fifteen minutes.” Joe shouted with power in his voice. No one spoke a word, although the dirt trembled from the movement of their boots. There under every blanket of the night are mysteries that disappear in the mist with the darkness. The owl knows these secrets and has seen the face of the beast. These creatures are not a puzzle to the wind. The breeze has watched them mutate into their original for

He turned me around and started to kiss my jaw and neck. He put my forehead against his. "I can't believe that I have a family. Thank you so much for giving this beast a family." he whispered. "You may be a beast, but you are my beast." I said as I hugged him The beast found his love. The end.

As far as I know we are only forbidden to reveal our identity to them, thus I only show myself in disguise. I watched him sleep and every time he is trying to do something bad I try to kill the evil around him. The things are, there are too many evil around him. They love to feed on the bitterness that Harold has in the life he’d been with. The more he harbors it in his heart the stronger they become. We call them Eater, because they only grow when something unholy comes out of the man’s heart. They grow as human desire evil thoughts and even hide anger, lust or any of its kind. Whatever things that are not from the Lord the Eaters were being fed off.

She informed him. He nodded. "I'll be leaving now. Good night." Ciara watched him leave. "Wow Ciara, you need to stop being an idiot." She scolded herself and walked inside. ••••••• The next day, Eva is prepared to go the the Acosta empire. Today she's going to meet her long time enemies. The people who ruined her life and who has been giving her sleepless nights. Every night she has nightmares about them and they keep doing the same thing over and over again.

A boy was now by the tree, on that she could actually see, and he was staring at the unnaturally hovering heart with horror in his eyes. "Have you lost your mind, Lex? You have killed Father's stallion." "Heart collection." Came a childlike excited voice. "I want a heart collection!" "Look at that, the maddening pride in his eyes." The Bride Thief's voice floated to her ears. "Don't you think it's lovely?" Feigning interest, Belladonna stared ahead before she leaned backwards with a huff of defeat.

The place became awash with light, and the priestess chanted hard, Zane's blood flowing down to the fire. He suddenly fell on his knees as his legs twisted, his body shaking like he was about to shift as his wolf struggled to break free, while his human attempted to keep it inside. He let out a blood curling scream, and his eyes turned a gradual grey. The image of a black wolf started to form in front of him as he looked down, his breaths short, his body trembling. Once the image of the wolf formed completely, Alpha Zane's eyes suddenly closed, and he fell to the floor.

Kiema said, patting Kord's arm braced over her front. "The Beast. It comes," Alok said, his pale blue eyebrows dipped low over his tricolored eyes. "Right, yes. You've mentioned. What is the beast and why should I care?" Kiema asked. The group of Wardens jerked back as if Kiema had punched them in the bellies. "The Beast is the natural apex predator of all magical kind. It is the antithesis to any Prime or Prime descendant."

"Things have changed since you left." "What kind of things?" "There are people living here who's not..normal. People who can transform into creatures at night." My eyes widened. "Werewolves?" "Yeah. But the beast is unlike the others. It's vicious and bloodthirsty. It kills people in its blinded rage." "So that was what dad talked about." "The Hunter group is going crazy for the beast. It's deadly and unpredictable. Not to mention that there's more than one." "Meaning the werewolves?"

"You can stay here. We will heal your wounds." Her tears turned into a smile. She looked into Darius' eyes with happiness filling her eyes. She smiled at him. Her heart beats happily seeing him smile back at her with a soft smile. Darius smiled evilly inside, seeing her fall so easily into his trap. Aurora was so stupid and his love for his daughter blinded her father. They had let the beast live in the flock. Soon, the beast will slaughter all of them without mercy.

I know that pale, milky flesh masks horrors the void birthed. I have seen him below freezing on a glass throne in the lowest circle, ice for bones, choked on regret in seas of blossoming red. The blood of the Damned as succor, the mutilated limbs of corpses his font. He is the abyss, pain, the severity of God. How the hell could a thing like that love? How the hell could a beast like him have a heart? And yet he does, and I covet the Beast. I will have all of him in due time, but it will be on my watch, at my say, not his.