Hestia Bestia Novels & Stories

She wore a simple, charcoal-grey suit and carried a small, pulsating amber cube. ​"Alpha Rhea. Apex Elias," the woman said. Her voice was calm, but it lacked the artificial warmth of Chancellor Valerius. "I am Hestia. I am not here for an audit, a harvest, or a treaty. I am here to deliver a 'Notice of Obsolescence.'" ​"More Council riddles?" Rhea asked, her hand dropping to the hilt of her dagger.

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.

The spirit beast ran to the border before stopping, but all we could see were the three beastmen. "You vile beasts, where have you taken Vee?" Mother angrily scolded them, forgetting that she was merely the ruler of a small kingdom. Sure enough, the three beastmen burst into laughter upon hearing that. Felix casually tugged on a rope beside him. "Ha! Like mother, like daughter—so defiant." Sharp wails came from the cliff's edge. "Mother, no! Don't anger them or I'll die! They're all insane!" Mother was gripping my hand tightly, and when she discovered Victoria hanging from the cliff wall by a thin rope, her nails dug into my flesh.

I did everything to be a good friend, only to be treated as my so-called best friend’s scapegoat. When her husband found cigarette ash in their house, she claimed I was the one smoking. When she snuck off for a private rendezvous with her lover, she told him she was celebrating my birthday. And when she got pregnant, she pinned the blame on me again, declaring I was consumed with jealousy—that I had spiked her drink and hired someone to violate her. Enraged, her husband marched to my doorstep wielding a blade and hacked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the exact day she had asked me to cover for her affair.

The Warden made little shooing motions, egging Ransom on. "Well?" Ransom asked, one brow raised high. I could hear the mounting frustration in his voice. Mason better jump on the info train or someone was going to get bitchslapped. Mason blinked rapidly. "Bestia was the Prime of Beasts. He held dominion over all beasts, great and small."

cried Price. “Language!” Amy and I chided him at the same time. Isaac faced me with an incredulous frown. “C’mon.” I produced my phone, where I had downloaded Trisha’s SLS app, and looked up at the couch. “May I, ma’am?” “Show him,” the phone app replied, giving the Haunters a good start. “Thank you.” I opened the app and let Isaac see my screen. The sticks showed Ann sitting on the couch, with Edward and Joseph standing behind her like soldiers.

Gold-trimmed staircases curved elegantly upward, while the polished black floors reflected the city lights pouring through the massive glass windows overlooking Bangkok’s nightlife. Waitresses dressed in fitted silk uniforms moved gracefully between tables carrying crystal trays of cocktails decorated with orchids and slices of dragon fruit. Pat exhaled softly. “This place is insane,” he muttered. Tee smirked faintly, slipping one hand into his pocket. “Told you I’d take you somewhere worth leaving the house for.” Hostess guided them toward a secluded corner booth near the window. The crescent shaped sofa was wrapped in dark emerald velvet, the table illuminated by a small golden lamp that c

The walls were spotless and had art of famous Tangent battles on them and the ceiling was incredibly high with expensive chandeliers hanging from it a few feet apart which gave the black marble floor beneath his feet an ethereal gleam. His walk was interrupted as he came to a stop to look at his favorite depiction of a Tangent battle, the name of the piece was “Pure Dominance” A little intense, but he liked it. The piece was of a famous Hero named The Dominator, she wore her trademark horned helm with a skin tight light armor bodysuit, all jetblack and her bladed whip called Aggressors Wrath that glowed with brilliantly violent power.

"I am Hestia. I have been sitting in this cave for forty years, waiting for a Silver Omega to walk through that door. I thought your father had ended the line when he sold you to that monster in the city." Lyra lowered her knife, but she didn't let go of it. "My father is a coward. But the blood didn't die with him. It’s here. And it’s in my child." Hestia nodded slowly, her gaze drifting to Lyra’s stomach. "The True Heir. The Council thinks they can kill a legend, but legends don't die easily. They just hide until the world is ready to bleed for them." The old woman gestured to a pile of soft furs near the fire. "Sit. Eat. You are exhausted, and the shadow of the Enforcer is still clinging

”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.