King Of The Beasts Mga Nobela at Kwento

They hurried toward the windows and shut them one after another, blocking out every trace of sunlight before quickly scrambling out of the room. They knew better than to leave the windows open around me. I was a beast condemned to live in darkness. A curse placed upon me by a powerful witch had taken away my ability to withstand sunlight. It was not merely an inconvenience. It had stripped me of the freedom to rule my own kingdom as I once had. A hundred years ago, my own Beta, Scott, betrayed me. He divided my kingdom into two factions and took half of it for himself. But betrayal was only the beginning of what he did to me, he killed my mate.

-HER- I couldn't get the encounter out of my head. I made my way home through the pitch-black, icy forest with my thumping heart and my worried snow leopard, Dal. Though I was most perplexed by the Lycan King's unexpected and odd hourly arrival in Zeifa. He must have been called here for a very important reason. I tried my best to block out his thoughts. I didn't want to be paired with the vicious monster that he was. He was a lycan, the King of Lycans, not even a werewolf. They had a reputation for being brutal and cold.

When he turned his massive head, baring those deadly fangs, they sank to the floor, shaking, knowing he could kill them so easily; they had never seen him so angry. ‘You stupid, stupid fools.’ He mind-linked them, bending his head between theirs, snarling, making sure they understood what they had done. Then he lifted his head and roared, shaking the foundations of their home. Turning towards his sons, he shifted back intohis human form and ordered them to go and find Magenta. ‘Why do you need the Witch Papa?’ Ari asked cautiously, keeping his eyes firmly on the floor, one did not antagonise the King of the Beasts even if you are his son and heir.

He's fighting a losing battle with his legendary beast. His beast is stubborn and kills anytime it takes over. Reagan never lets it out. His beast is the most dangerous beast in existence now. More dangerous than a dragon king. Goddess please, oh sweet mother.

He said some magic words and it opened. He went inside the secret door, and looked at the only occupant in it. A beast. White, huge, hairy with horns that adorned its forehead, he has wings but his eyes were that of rainbow color. The Beast was chained with a razor blade chained, on its neck was a black chain; all over his body were chains of different magic that were made not to free him no matter how he pulled. The Beast saw the king and laughed softly. "What brings you here Alexander?" He asked.

{“I will be your slave, I’ll die for you, no… I'LL LIVE FOR YOU! OWN MY ALL GREAT MAJESTY!” The male’s lovely voice booms across the place. “Fuck, he’s choosing the second option?” a young boy with a template written ‘15’ on it said in shock. The Competition for the companion of the great Berserker, the greatest and most unique of all kings ever had and the last ever Beastdom would ever have.

He was the devil that mothers warned their virgin daughters about. He was a Beast. A beast who ruled over all the beasts. He was the King of Beasts. Instead of replying her, he tangled his fingers in her golden mane, fisting them in his hand and yanked her back. She hissed through her teeth, watching him with a helpless expression. He had never seen her weak like this and his dead heart skipped a beat at her expression. He ran his eyes over her figure. She was still dressed in those cheap, ugly pajamas, he wanted to rip them off her beautiful body and bury her in the finest silk and jewels.

Brammon drove his fist into the ground, the impact knocking Rhydan off balance. Blood streaked their skin, their clothes, their half-shifted forms. Yet none of them retreated. None of them yielded. I pressed a hand over my mouth. “Are they trying to kill each other?” Corbin chuckled, though his eyes never left the arena. “No,” he said. “The kings are displaying their power.” I blinked. “What?” His expression turned oddly amused. “That's a beast's nature,” he said. “They're just competing.” I frowned. "Competing for what?"

They were ready to begin the journey to changing history, even if it meant going through the Beast King himself. No one would stop them. "I hate to interrupt this beautiful moment but...its time, Calliope. The Beast King approaches." Kelsey stated, gesturing up at the sky that had begun to clear, showcasing the moon that was truly at its peak. She was right and they could all feel it as an incredibly powerful being slowly approached where they were. The Beast King Immortal was walking the mortal plane, returning to claim his bride... ***

I unknowingly pulled the two children into me, feeling the strong need to protect them, regardless of my frail body. "What's happening?" I whispered, fear sounding through my quiet, weak tone. "King Theo has been overly sensitive since you became unconscious two days ago. He is normally easily angered due to his lack of a mate, but these past two days with you unconscious has made him overly sensitive. He has not been eating well, nor sleeping since you went unconscious from Doctor Noel's sedative injection. He's currently meeting with the council of the werewolf world, but apparently one of them commented about him not being able to rule with a human mate, which triggered King Theo's alread