Novel & Cerita In The Heart Of The Beast

Grant Gonas is the man the underworld fears and the business world admires. As the CEO of GONAS, a multibillion-dollar empire built over generations, he is known for his intelligence, discipline, and ruthless decisions. But beneath the image of a respected businessman lies a terrifying secret—Grant is the head of one of the most powerful mafia families in America. Feared as The Frozen Beast, he has no room for emotions, no patience for love, and no intention of letting anyone close enough to become his weakness. A high-stakes business meeting takes Grant from Los Angeles to San Diego, where he chooses to travel without the luxury and security that usually surround him. One rainy afternoon,

Tears brimmed my eyes knowing the witch couldn’t take that away from me. Fighting the beast was a battle I wouldn't win. I'd tried too many times. But I had to try. Another howl lurched from deep within, and the beast's strides grew in width, and intensity, taking me closer and closer to Heaven. The worn-down CR-V backed down the closest dirt road this side of the bayou. Her heartbeat fluttered with nerves and irritation. She was lost. Too bad she found herself here of all places. The beast began to move forward, but I fought, finding myself in the process, while I struggled to keep on the surface.

Diving out of the way, I watched as it slammed into the ground, creating a crater, before lifting and shifting around so it was facing me again. "Dammit." I hissed, attempting to call on my wolf abilities only to find again that they weren’t there. How the hell am I supposed to kill this bastard when he was like putty? Another shriek escaped the beast, allowing me to look directly down its throat towards where its heart was located. "Bingo." I resisted all urges to move as the beast prepared to attack again, preparing myself for what I knew had to be done. ‘What are you doing?’ Bastian hissed ‘Are you crazy?’

As a human, she wouldn't be able to detect the energy in the room, though she might feel the rise in temperature if she paid close attention. "Stay where you are," I tell her as she takes a small step back. Another growl releases from Beast. The internal battle is causing physical pain, and Beast shreds my insides refusing to back down. My vision goes red around the edges. Marinah Church is a threat, and Beast knows she needs to be eliminated. "King," Beck says from behind me. His tone in that one word means he understands I'm at a crossroads. "I've got this," I assure him through clenched teeth even though I'm not sure I do.

She’d been fortunate enough to remain at North Shore, unlike my pain of a sister, thankfully. Was Thaddeus claiming Tori was effectively wolf-less? I hoped, for her sake and wherever she was, that wasn’t the case. How would she heal? “I want to see blood.” The demand came over the airwaves, surprising no-one. Jasmine was prepped and preparing to be strapped to the X when the same voice requested the one with the chestnut hair should be the "slut" on display, preferably naked. I glanced at Lucy sharply. She knew she could safe word. The she-wolf was biting her lip, hard enough to draw said fluid, and I tensed.

”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.

"I'm afraid to see my daughter killed by its vicious claws over some little boy she just met. Especially when she's suppose to stay away from them." "Dad. What's going on? I still remember how angry you got with that unknown call you had in your office." "You overheard me?" "Some. But your behavior is more terrifying than it was before. Why?” "Because what we were preparing for is now confirmed. The beast is back and we have to kill it before it takes more lives.”

My blood boiled at the thought of coming face to face with this man, but the beast, on the other hand, was howling inside of me, eager to take revenge on the monster that made him look like a saint. I spent the afternoon pacing my office, waiting impatiently for Helena to connect through mind-l**k. Everything was dead silent on her end, and I began to worry that something had gone wrong. I wandered down to the infirmary, intent on just checking in on the girl and leaving, but when I opened the door to her room, she was sitting up in the bed, her legs crossed, supporting a rather large book. Her eyes glanced up as I entered and I stopped in my tracks with the hold that her aura demanded from

At its center, a blackened heart pulsed, suspended in mid-air, bound by crimson threads of magic. The moment my eyes landed on it, the whispers turned into screams. "Found it!" I called up, voice shaking. "But it’s alive." Althea’s voice echoed down. "Destroy it!" I reached out, magic crackling at my fingertips, and grasped the heart. Pain shot through my body as a voice whispered in my mind. "You cannot break what has already begun." Gritting my teeth, I poured every ounce of power I had into the heart, my hands burning with energy. The dark mist surged around me, writhing, fighting back.

He couldn’t stop himself from whimpering in pain. Damn it! “J-Just bring me in t-there…” He tried to say something even though he was already in so much pain. It was too painful and too uncontrollable – very different than the previous one, where he shifted using his inner beast. His heart was pounding so hard and fast – as if he couldn’t go on with it already. It was as if it was exhausting him – giving him that throbbing pain in his chest. This time, he could feel everything. It was like his heart was pierced out – pounding like it wanted to explode. The burning sensation was everywhere – and he didn’t even know how he could be able to stop it – he wanted to stop it.