Hestia Bestia Novels & Stories

He can tell that the rogue is just around the corner. Hestia is now on alarm mode. She keep on hearing howl everywhere. Aren’t people alarmed here? She can't help but to ask herself that question. He immediately turned to Sebastian. She suddenly regret her decision because Sebastian is now forming into a his wolf form. Hestia can't help but to stare at Sebastian wolf form. S ebastian canine form is noticeably larger than the usual wolf. Hestia can't help but to be mesmerise with Sebastian Golden red eyes. She can't help but to think if it is even possible.

All the monster talk seemed terrible, and he wanted to get out of the woods this instant. “Lesions caused by animal attacks may be evaluated and misinterpreted as antemortem lesions such as ligature marks, firearm wounds, or stab wounds during the postmortem period. Which would make it more troublesome to determine if our suspect is a human or animal.” Melvin notified his teammates, and their faces became full of terror after his news.

Hecate said, complimenting Hestia, and all can Hestia do is blush. Then Hestia gave Hecate a sweet smile through the mirror then reply. "Thank you, love." She replied, grateful. Then Hecate pulled away her arms from Hestia's waist, so she can start putting on some clothes. [Hecate] I walked inside our walk-in closet and I can Hestia, admiring herself, in front of the whole body mirror. She's wearing a grey Hollow out one-piece swimsuit. I just stood to the side, just admiring her from afar. Then she tied her hair up into a messy bun, making her more beautiful.

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

In moments, I stood on four powerful legs, my senses heightened and my primal instincts in control. Hestia's laughter echoed off the cold, damp trees as she snapped her fingers, summoning her own energy. A dark aura enveloped her, making her presence even more ominous. With a flick of her wrist, she conjured a swirling vortex of shadows, launching it towards me. I sidestepped the attack, feeling the displaced air ruffle my fur as the shadows whizzed past. Without hesitation, I lunged forward, aiming for Hestia's throat. But she was quicker than I anticipated, her form blurring as she shifted into a phantom-like apparition. My teeth clamped down on nothing but air. “You're a fucking liar and

"Come on, we're going to riot the black castle, and Norma is responsible for this." Blue was sprinkled on Hana's body with a clear liquid. The slimy feeling made Hana feel disgusted. Blue said softly, "Take a moment; It will effect soon," "But we don't know what Professor Norma's spirit beast is?" Hana said sadly. "It's a dragon," Zeci interjected. "How do you know, Zeci," Hana asked in surprise. Zeci arrogantly said, "Spirit beasts always have a sense of scent. On Professor Norma, I smelled the taste of a dragon, a black dragon. I think so,"

A woman’s silhouette. He stepped closer. She turned. It wasn’t Cassandra. But she looked so much like her. Eyes like mirrors. Lips like secrets. “You came,” she said softly. Jason’s heart thundered. “Who are you?” The woman smiled. “My name is Lila.” Then she reached into her coat. And pulled out a blade. Jason didn’t move. Not when she stepped forward. Not when she pressed the blade to her own throat. “I just wanted you to see,” she whispered. “What happens to the ones he touched.”

“Maybe he just didn’t understand that I was with you?” This thought struck me as sound. After all, when Stas came, I was with my head under the covers. Feeling me is another challenge, because because of the Beast I feel like a very, very weak she-wolf, and there are a lot of such in the pack. As for the smell, even I myself can’t catch anything except Arthur by smell! The room is too saturated with it, and the leader himself covers everything around with himself. Bestia lay down on her back in her clearing, showing how she gets high from everything that happens. Well, yes, because for her there is nothing better than to surround herself with the smell of her male.

With a scary look on his face, that man was gazing at Beast. Beast ordered a table and put his hand on it. In a nick of time, the colour of the light bulb turned red and Beast turned into a butcher, who was separating every single finger from his hand. The man was screaming in pain. But Beast was standing in a relaxed posture doing his work. Similarly, he also separated the fingers from his other hand. Now it was the turn of his feet.

“Uh... Then, the workers of the Astra Pavilion are thankful for all of your valuable items. It surprises us and we promise to be careful with it. I promise that you'll enjoy your stay in the private room. ” Hector and Soheila smiled. “Thank you, too. We would surely enjoy.” Soheila could feel the sincerity of the shop attendant. “Oh, the spirit beasts won't attack anyone since I had tamed them already.” Hector reminded again since he could see the fear in the Shop attendant's eyes every time he looked at the spirit beasts behind them. The spirit beasts are the Blue Venomous Snake, Third-Eyed Grey Bear, and Cursed Gorilla. They are rare and Hector coincidentally encountered them in the forest