Kill The Beast: Book Novels & Stories

His shyness scared people away… With a frown, his mind returned to poor Debbie. Good thing that child-molesting asshole was already dead or he'd kill him. He actually wished that the asshole was still alive so that he could torture the bastard and THEN kill him. Beast popped his neck and several of the prisoners under his care were unsure of what to make of the giant, scarred, guard that smirked one minute and scowled the next. One thing was for certain; the sight of him alone assured that none of them would be stepping out of line.

It is better if the user killed it as it will be easier to subdue on the last part of the process. The blood of the beast must be filled with the "Breath" of the user in order to have a better control over the body of the companion, that's why the valley, with its high density of "Breath", is the perfect place to create these types of inscriptions. To remove the companion, just kill it.' Lucinda hands trembled from the excitement she was feeling and she hastily stored the book in the space-ring. 'Hahaha! It is perfect for me right now! Yet, which beast should I choose? The Fire snakes are the weaker but I didn't find any rank 3 till now and the Earth snakes have a pack too big for me to go t

Blood seeps through my fingers, and I know I've been hit. "Nora!" Marybelle cries, dodging an attack and running towards me. "I'm okay," I grit out, though the pain is terrible. I try to stand, and my legs buckle beneath me. But I'm not done yet. I take a deep breath and send a blast of white magic towards the remaining hunters. They're thrown back, and the forest is silent. The Silver Hunters are dead or gone, and we're still alive. I look at my companions, and we all share a moment of relief.

He definitely didn't look like the type. "So what happened to Lillith then?" I was curious as to if Kayen succeeded in protecting his mate to the end; even though she was a traitor of this pack. Or if he did the right thing for the pack and left her to pack punishment. "Alpha Keeran killed her when she leaked out information from the pack to hunters again." Her eyes were downcast at the rather morose story. Again? As in two times?

My reflection showed a red mark on my neck, and around that mark were hickeys. I slept naked, so I also saw bruises all over my body, especially near my joints. Goddammit! Wait, if the bruises were real, did that mean what happened last night was real too? If that was the case, then my soul must've transmigrated into Nathaniel's doll and shared her senses. Which also meant Nathaniel did have a girl he loved but couldn't get, and he was also a beastfolk! Joy beyond any description filled my heart. I jumped up and down with joy, laughing loudly. Finally, I could blackmail him! I charged right into his company to verify my guess."

No.” Lyra exhaled slowly. “Then tell me what it is.” Kael did not answer immediately. The silence stretched long enough that Lyra turned her head to look at him, noticing the faint tension tightening along his jaw. He rarely hesitated when speaking about danger. That hesitation alone made the air feel colder. “Long before the council destroyed the Sovereigns,” Kael began quietly, “there were creatures that lived beyond the territories of the packs.” Lyra frowned slightly. “Beyond the territories?” Kael nodded faintly. “The deep wilderness where neither wolves nor humans built their homes.” Lyra followed his gaze toward the endless forest stretching past the shrine. “You mean something older

**🌚 Next Chapter: The Fall of Blackthorn City** — *Killian and Seraphina lead the defen## Chapter 19 — What the Beast Wants Killian did not lower his sword immediately, even after the shadows disappeared, even after the candles reignited, and even after the unnatural cold slowly faded from the room. He remained standing in front of Aiden—protecting him, shielding him, like a father should. Like a father should have done five years ago. Aiden peeked around him. "Dad?" Killian glanced over his shoulder. The boy's silver eyes had returned to normal, but confusion lingered there. Fear too. A child should never have to hear an ancient monster speak his name. A child should never become the cente

I turned off the water and I sat there not doing anything but allowing the heat of the water pleasure my cold body. I began to wash my body and wash and wash till I got tired of washing. I still hear them; I still see blood. But I kill bad people. I can't be weak. I kill bad people. I am a killer!! I got out and got ready for bed but then I remembered me wanting to take ice cream so I walked out of my room to get it. The kitchen was empty and so was the living room. I took the bowl of ice cream, vanilla flavour and sat on the table in the middle of the kitchen and took the ice cream.

My eyes suddenly focused on one book, ‘The rare breed – how to train and guide new vampires’, it was called. New vampires? I thought, does that mean when they’re children? I wondered as I picked it up. Just as I pulled it out from its resting place, I heard a small thump behind it. I looked into the bookshelf to see an old black book had fallen behind the ones in front. Setting the one in my hand on a little wooden table next to me, I picked up the black book. I took in a sharp inhale of breath when I saw the same detailed pattern that was on the dagger Kyan had shown me. ‘The hunters’ was all it said on the front, the same book Kyan and Zekan had spent days looking for.

Never did I ever think it would happen. ‘Do you want to try what you've read in books?’ Isis asked, as my heart raced crazily in my chest. “They're just books, Isis.” I whispered, with tears gathering at the corner of my eyes. That was it! I was going to die. The books always said the secret to the three-headed beast with different eyes was simple. You only had to pretend you weren't scared and scratch them behind their ears, but many failed due to their terrifying nature. The moment you ran, you were dead, as they wouldn't wait to consume you bone to pieces.