Novel & Cerita Kuroshitsuji Beast

His claws trembled at my throat, caught between killing and clinging. And then, with a sound like glass shattering, Zara’s last thread anchored into his spine. Her body went limp, crumpling into the mud, but it was enough. Maxim reeled back, the Beast howling in defiance. His roar wasn’t human. It wasn’t Hollow. It was something in between, split down the center, fractured but still holding. But when his gaze caught mine again, I knew which side still lived. The Beast didn’t know my name—but Maxim did.

"Lieutenant, the beast is a Manticore. It has a disfigured human-like face and the body of a lion. When they spotted the beast, it was about 6-8 meters tall. It has three rows of teeth and its body is covered with hard scales. The beast has both earth and fire type elemental affinity." "I see…" Said Grisha, as she stopped her mount, "Let's take a break and decide the strategy before entering into its territory." Grisha was almost like a leader to all the military hunters. They all knew her strength and capabilities. When she stopped, every militant behind her stopped as well. This was a group hunt, and nobody was more qualified than her to be the leader of the team. Although there was no res

Plus, my doctor said my hormones were out of balance, and I needed a way to relieve the stress. However, I already had a wolfhound at home. Salem Tarr would definitely have taken issue with it. Sensing my hesitation, the vendor kicked the beastkin. "Get up and show the lady your muscles." The beastkin rose to his feet slowly. Chains bound his body, and he could only remove his black T-shirt with one hand, instantly revealing his lean, pale muscles. However, his skin was covered in bruises and scars.

"Let him believe it. If the King thinks he’s in control, he won’t look closer at the archives." "The bond is anchoring Eilis's mind faster than we anticipated," the first replied. He adjusted his heavy cloak, the movement revealing a glimpse of a jagged, old-world sigil pinned to his vest. "The 'Beast' is becoming functional. Stable. Exactly what is required for the transition." "And if the Prince grows too attached? If he puts his mate above the cause?"

The elevator dropped not up, not to another floor below, or underground. I felt the shift in the air the moment we passed beneath the casino’s shell. The scent changed, no more stale alcohol and sweat. Down here, it was sterile. Liam adjusted his suit jacket. “They’re cycling through southern regions tonight. Mostly unregistered wolves, low-profile. We’re not looking for drama. You said you wanted someone distant. Someone clean.” I nodded but didn’t respond. My gut twisted. I didn’t like this. I didn’t like the idea of buying someone who didn’t even know what she was being pulled into. But this wasn’t about love. This wasn’t about romance. This was about surviving a curse that refused to loo

I paused, “…you will stop me immediately even if physical restraint becomes necessary. No matter what it takes.” “Understood.” Silence returned again, but it did not last long. The clock suddenly chimed once, a sharp sound echoing through the study, then again, then again. A massive wave of dark energy exploded violently through my veins, and my entire body locked in place as pain erupted everywhere at once. Every muscle convulsed beneath my skin, and another growl escaped my throat, except this time it no longer sounded part human. It sounded fully monstrous. My vision flashed amber, then darker, then brighter again as my beast roared.

I kept my face in a cool mask of indifference as she continued, the spear that was still in my shoulder burning hotly. “Have you forgotten so soon Beast? What got you here in the first place? You are a copy of your father! A brutish beast who can never love any-” Ma Jules spewed before I wrenched her head back, snapping it messily from her neck just as I felt her spine break under my foot and the body crumple to the gritty floor. I sighed heavily, howling a guttural dirge of exhausted victory as the full moon’s energy caressed the fur of my Alpha.

I should be damned for all of eternity and burning in fire right now but I’m not. "Because you are not a full demon!” Drago’s voice sounded close but not in my head. Suddenly a dark shadow appeared in front of me! I was about to yell until this thing covered my mouth and shushed me. I looked closely at this shadow in front of me. It was darker than anything I’ve ever seen before with red glowing eyes, long sharp claws and horns like a buffalo. It was very tall as in maybe 10 feet, and by the looks of it, it never missed a workout day ever! I gulped out of fear. “Do not be afraid, Damian. I can’t hurt you since I’m a part of you.”

They thought that the power and authority withheld would suffice, but they would need more. They needed a cure that would withstand their inner beast. The strength that they had right now wasn’t a blessing but a curse – for they might… no, they would hurt even the ones that they loved and cared about… without them knowing. Just like what happened to Levi’s parents, and even to his parents… And to the rest of their clan. It was taboo for them to talk about their curse, but when they reached their twenties – their inner beast started to resurface. He and Levi had been experiencing it for five years now, but since he found his mate, his inner beast has become more aggressive in taking over him.

When he found him, the impostor had shifted back to his human form, looking surprised that the beast had followed him. “Damn you, James! Damn you,” he cursed, and the beast roared in defiance. He wasn’t James, he was the beast! James would be merciful and spare his life, but the beast was going to paint the forest with his blood today. He raced towards the impostor with his right fist raised, ready to give him the finishing hit. He had never felt so much pleasure and so satisfied as he felt at that moment! The impostor looked at him with a smug look as he pulled on a rope at his side and a net swallowed the beast.