Kill The Beast: Book Novels & Stories

“No, it’s not a coincidence, the gymnasium is named after my family. Now that we’ve introduced ourselves, I trust that I’ll not have any more interruptions when I use the punching bag.” Evan Alston watched the threesome from his position against the wall. He had been as enraptured as everyone else at the strength and skill displayed by the tiny woman. It had been astonishing to see the woman defeat men three times her size. He became even more intrigued when he overheard someone whisper her identity. The Beast.

As though feeling the tension of being prey and me the predator, his gaze darted between the mouth of the alley and me, biting his lip until it was bright red. “I can fuck you up.” I loved fucking with terrified people. The wolf inside me paced in anticipation. I took a step toward him and he paled, shaking so badly the gun wobbled in his hand. “Stop it!” His voice rose to a scream. “I’ll kill you. I will!” “Try it.” I took another step closer. “See what happens.” His eyes widened like he thought I was crazy, and he wasn’t far off. When you’ve hunted for the mafia, killed people they didn’t want to bloody their hands with, and taken out whole families, nothing sane remained.

" Understood eight twelve, reinforcement is already on the way." A child's birthday, oh god. Proles, these genetically engineered animals were monsters and Maddox had already seen with his own eyes what these beasts could do. He didn't want to imagine what she would be waiting for at her destination. But he would find out, because he was Venator, a state-approved hunter whose job it was to get the prole plague under control.

Gale said and in one second, their lips are now entwined to each other. "Hmmm", Eloisa moans in every kiss they shared. Gale stop kissing her and told her that what are they doing was wrong but Eloisa insisted. Until forbidden desires happened. ----- " Shit!" He screamed when he saw Lucy's limp and bloody body on the grasses. He hid behind the huge trees when he saw someone holding a gun then drags her body and placed it inside the black car. Gale slowly hops inside his car while he can't believe what he just witnesses in front of him. It's a murder. Someone killed Lucy and now the killer took her body. He followed him and it feels like they traveled forever. Gale feared that he might lose L

We fight and die so they can live in peace and safety, but we are called beasts. "My sister is very much a real person, and she is not a beast. She is the kindest of us all. She is pure of heart. She is the closest to our creator! SHE CARES ABOUT HUMANS AND THEIR SURVIVAL, EVEN THOUGH NO MATTER WHAT WE DO, IT'S NEVER ENOUGH. DO NOT CALL HER A BEAST AGAIN. WE ARE LYCANS! THE RACE OF PROTECTORS! THOUSANDS OF US HAVE DIED FOR YOUR KIND. THE VERY LEAST YOU CAN DO IS BE RESPECTFUL," I shout, as my turbulent emotions take over.

She looked up and met my eyes, paralyzing me for a moment, “The beast would tear you apart.” She stepped back and I let her. “Keep your doors locked, Aria.” She walked backwards towards the door, without turning. “The Beast comes at night and devours fresh, young flesh…” Her hand settled on the door knob, “…before he tears them apart.” I had no doubt that I was pale. She was telling me something. It was like she was reciting a script. “I hope I don’t have to tell you that if you tell anyone about me, your loved ones will pay.”

Author’s Note Thank you for reading The Beast and The Blessed! Don’t worry! Natalie and Killian’s story is not over yet! You’ve reached the end of Part One, but Part Two: The Warrior and The Witch is going to be uploaded in THIS book (so keep this book in your library for chapter updates). Killian and Natalie will be in Part Two for those of you who want to follow more of their journey, but they will not be the main characters. I have a lot of exciting things planned for this next part.

With James’ help, the beast sorted out friend from foe and charged into the heart of the battle. The beast grabbed and twisted a starter werewolf’s neck, killing him before he could even cry out. The thrill of the kill flooded the beast, and he roared in satisfaction as he moved on to his next victim. While the others attempted to open the locked doors of the building, the beast was content to tearing apart any of Xavier’s men that dared to show their faces around them.

Finally, he was alright. He dug out the blade from his chest and staggered a little but managed to maintain his balance. The beast puffed and attempted to knock him off again but he was quick enough to stab its palm with the blade. It growled and moved back, smoke floating out from the stab wound. Killian growled and jumped up, sinking the blade into the beast's chest. The beast staggered back and the smoke it breathed out ceased coming out. Its eyes blazed, and it released a loud, ear-piercing howl before disappearing into a puff of smoke.

“I think I’m bleeding.” Just then, something happened, and it wasn't just pain. It was... something else. An overwhelming bliss that blurred the lines between pain and a raw, primal sensation. “Do not order me around.” The beast shrieked, throwing his head back. “You are not surviving this!” Kaerith whimpered at the realization that he wasn’t going to leave her till she dropped dead. What was she thinking before? Stories have it that no one survived the beast, and that was why the generals kept returning for more girls.