Infamous 2 Beast Novels & Stories

And without planning it, without even thinking… My beast shoved forward. He pressed his snout beneath her hips, nose pushing between her thighs in a crude, instinctual sweep of scent. She shrieked. Pain exploded across my face as the wooden spoon cracked down hard against my nose. For one suspended, terrible second, the entire cabin went silent. “Kill her,” my beast snarled. “Do not touch her,” I roared back internally. “She struck us.” “She didn’t know what you were doing, you brute.” “She hit us for sniffing what smells like paradise. She deserves punishment.”

The decision had already been made. Alpha Caius was a ruthless, unforgiving man that was feared across the south and beyond. His name alone was enough to turn the blood of warriors to ice. He was more than a leader, he was a force of destruction, a walking death sentence. His pack, the Blood Howl Crest, was forged in the fires of war and its members were born to fight and trained to kill. Alpha Caius was a wolf written in blood. Towering. Scarred. Merciless. He led every war himself, cutting through enemies like a blade through flesh.

The urgency to explain what I meant before they all took it out of context was upon me, and I stumbled over my words, so I could deliver it as tactfully as possible. “You're not the first girls to have become enamored with an asshole. I think of it as bastard syndrome. It has struck women down since the dawn of time. It's not our fault we're attracted to arrogant, pig-headed, stubborn Cock Wombles. I put it down to our genetic coding, which science excuses us for putting up with bastardry. Thankfully, you have a scientist for a mother, and I'm offering you all a one-to-one bastard inoculation service free of charge. It's called, your dad's baseball bat, and I'll use it to knock the biker twa

Ariana Lombardo was in hiding with her captors, but that all changed when the news came that her husband had awoken from his nearly 6 month coma. They were captured by a special task force that forced them into making a deal to help take down the entire mafia organization. Ariana was once again reunited with her husband, but this time with a mission. Diego was one step behind her, and everything went terribly wrong.

He had pinned me against the cold stone of the relic chamber, his arm coiled around my head, the other hand bruising my hip. His breath was ragged, his golden eyes heavy with the darkness of the curse that threatened to consume him. “You want to hate me,” he growled, his fangs scraping against my throat. “Your scent tells me otherwise, even as your eyes promise murder.” I choked on a breath, my body betraying me. “I will never be your Queen,” I snapped, even as my body arched towards him. He laughed softly, pressing his hips into mine, so I could feel the rigid length of him. “I don’t want a Queen, little Null. I want to burn alive in you before the world ends. And you, you’re going

THE BEAST Its big disgusting foot moved through the wild as it sought to take a creature into its worm-infested mouth. It was as thorough as ever owing to the many things that had come out of it loins. The animals and insects fled as he came around because it was a gruesome sight to behold. There was no-one who could have been there to understand what all these meant. It was an inexcusable thing, disgusting to say the least. His hands like big bloated wounds brushed the trees as he was in search of just one person: James.

He can slaughter them all for I and heaven cares! "Don, please stop!" One of them screams in agony from the ground, but woe unto him. Silence would have conserved him, but opening his mouth was a ticket to the afterlife. Two more bullets in the head, and the poor guy goes mute and dumb. He can't be alive. "Don? Please, we haven't wronged you. It's that whore behind you that you should kill. She is the one driving you insane!" Another imbecile next to the one who is presumably dead speaks out of maybe, the fear that he would be the next to leave this world.

Cassius gave me a pointed look. "She's your first mate. She holds five pieces of yours, which unfortunately are your inner beasts, your father's gifts. Your beasts are incompatible but since, she's your better half, your essence flows inside her. She dies, your essence dies. Your essence dies, your beasts will suffer which ultimately will led to their death. However, since you are immortals, you will live your entire existence without your mate, without your beasts, your true nature." Richi explained. All listened. Eyes narrowed, brows knitted together, ears perked up. Richi noticed the look of agony on their faces, which he somehow knew wasn't for their mate but for the thought of losing th

Beast waved his hand in the air with an evil smirk pulled up at his lips. “ They are waiting for an attack from us! ” The Hellion gave him the information he had acquired from his people. “ We are not going to attack them now! Not until William Adams brings the real Jack Blackwell out of his hideout. ” Beast sneered hatefully, clenching the pen tightly in his hand with his knuckles turning white. His blood used to boil whenever he mentioned those two people and now he had a tiny version of William Adams roaming around him all the time which was pushing him off the edge.

he asked Duke, not minding my presence. "Yes, babe, she's my steward," Duke responded dryly. If I am not mistaken, she is Marie, the second daughter of the Menejez tribe; they lived near the Criose territory, the most hard-headed tribe; they were called the black sheep tribe. They don't follow the rules; they are killed once every hundred years via poisoning or hunting. They were the main reason why we wolves were almost exposed, and now, humans do believe we exist and continually hunt us. Either to kill or to attract people for money.