I Raised The Beast Well Novels & Stories

the lieutenant said hee threw a smoke bomb on the floor a wall of black smoke exploded, hiding Rihanna christopher swung his sword blindly in the fog. On the black glass throne, the Beast leaned forward his huge armored body creaked his red silver eyes stared at Sarah in Damian’s arms, a deep, scary laugh came from his shadowy face. It vibrated inside everyone’s head. "You think you saved her, young Alpha?" the Beast rumbled. "You think fire and steel can stop what’s already written?" Damian stood, holding Sarah tight. "Keep talking, monster! We’re leaving and this place will burn!" The Beast didn’t get up he raised his big iron hand with glowing purple runes and pointed 2 fingers at Sarah’s

I muttered, clutching my injured arm. *****I leaned against the rocky wall of the ravine, my breaths coming in short gasps. The beast still paced above, snarling as it tried to figure out how to get to me.“Okay, Kailey,” I whispered to myself, trembling. “You made it this far. Just keep calm. You’ll get out of this.”The glowing eyes of the beast stared down at me from the edge of the ravine, and for a moment, I allowed myself to believe it couldn’t follow me. It was too steep, too rocky.But I was wrong.A low growl pulled my attention, and I watched in horror as the creature began descending the slope. Its claws dug into the rocks, finding purchase as it climbed down with terrifying ease.“No,

” It screamed and angrily stepped towards me, but was unable to do so because of Rezoir's roaring scream. "You fucking stop there and fucking leave my company!" Althea laughed in disbelief. "Honey!" she cried out to the man, and I was filled with rage and annoyance. "What?! "Do you want me to fucking drag you out of here?" It was a heartless yell to the baby he had just kissed earlier. Because his attitude changes quickly and he is already pushing away the person who is lacking, he undressed earlier. See how dangerous the man in front of you is, Azeria. This is what you called a "total beast."

"Come on, Joey. Zayla's just curious about the animals. She's pregnant, so be more patient with her. Besides, most of the animals are gentle. It's not like she'll go near the dangerous ones." Even though I had refused, he secretly took the keys and gave them to her. What he didn't know was that this betrayal had cost me everything. The starving bears, having devoured my severed hand, charged after me. I had no choice but to scramble up the iron netting and scream for help. But Zayla hadn't gone far. She stood nearby, laughing, and threw rocks at me as if I were a monkey. Stone after stone struck my body. "Die, you filthy woman! Your son would never claim a wretch like you as his mother!"

" As soon as he heard Ayla’s name from his mouth, he got up in a rage and showed his anger by slapping the prison bars hard. "Stop your nonsense, my love has a misunderstanding which will be proved, and then you will die, I will kill you with my hands." He was getting mad. "Oh, you see, crazy man, now Ayla is going to get well with you. No, I challenge you, you can’t have her now." "See, don't take my Princess’s name with your dirty mouth, otherwise no one will be worse than me." His eyes were turning red with anger. "There is no one worse than you and even if you hear this from her mouth and sit down, you will talk to these mosquitoes, good night Mr. Beast." He left him and he sat on the gr

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.”

My wolf stirred violently at the realization, his restlessness returning with twice the force. I clenched my fists. “Find her, I do not care whatever it takes, make sure she is brought back here before the end of today.” I said

"I heard you begging... I couldn't leave you." On the ledge above, Morgessa’s face went ghastly white. Her green eyes widened in sheer, unadulterated horror as she watched the dead King rise from the snow, holding his mate like she was the only thing keeping the world from spinning off its axis. Caspian sat up, bringing me with him, his arm locked around my waist, his silver eyes turning slowly toward the woman on the cliff. The Beast wasn't just awake. He was completely, terrifyingly whole. And as he looked at Morgessa, the smile that touched his blood-stained lips made my own blood run cold with dark, wild anticipation.

Isobelle I finished getting ready, then took a moment to compose myself. Madame Bennett had awakened thanks to the active werewolf gene. Someone needed to keep those wayward quadruplets in check, and my wolf side wanted to snap at their tails and remind them who she was — who I was. Their mate. Their equal. I twisted the doorknob, peeping through the crack between the wood. Bare bodies scurried past my line of sight in a blur. A distinct sign they heard me approaching. I took two deep breaths before striding out through the bedroom door. The musky essence of arousal filled my airways, feeding my confidence.

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.