Novel & Cerita Marrying A Beast In An Apocalypse

"Let’s just say we have a common enemy. And I’ve got the resources to take him out. All I need is your cooperation." Jake hesitated for only a moment before nodding. "I’m in." As they shook hands, a small part of Jake wondered if he had just made a deal with the devil. But it didn’t matter. All he cared about was Sofia. And he’d do whatever it took to get her back. Back at the Blackwood Estate I stood in front of the mirror, my fingers tracing the crescent moon on my hip, my mind spinning with the prophecy I had just read. A Beast-Bride. A mark of destiny.

Then he would face the embodiment of terror. With supernatural speed, I darted across the street and dove into the alley between the two buildings. Bastard didn’t know he was dealing with an enforcer from the Volkovs, the notorious werewolf mafia, and my adopted family. Few outside of our pack knew we were actual werewolves and we liked it that way. My claws extended and I raked them down the side of the dumpster. I heard his heart rate speed up, and I smiled. “You stole from the wrong person,” I said, adding a growl at the end.

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

So I let my body go limp and cried—for Arlo, for the promise we’d always stay together, for the life waiting for me. I’d heard the stories. Women taken. Used. Rarely surviving. No one had ever heard of a successful birth between humans and Scions. And if, by some miracle, a woman conceived, the mother would be given to another house. Another monster. That couldn’t be my life. I had to escape. We plunged into a thick forest. The air shifted—colder, heavier. I shivered uncontrollably, coughing as the chill scraped my throat. Fenric slowed.

"Both of you. Human and apex. Monster and man." Adrian kisses me like it might be the last time. And outside the tower, in the paranormal darkness beyond Sanctuary, something ancient and impossible begins to move faster. Hunger is driving it forward. The scent of the apex predator awakens, pulling it toward destiny. And we have days to prepare for a war that might end everything.

I was thrown into the center of the main camp, landing on my hands and knees in the dirt. “Fresh meat!” one of the warlords shouted loudly. “The breeder is open for use! Take her! Break her!” Dozens of men immediately surrounded me. The apocalypse orgy began in earnest. The first man grabbed me by the hair and forced me onto the hood of a burned-out car. He slammed his cock into my pussy and started fucking me hard, the metal creaking under us. Another man climbed onto the hood and shoved his cock down my throat. Two more grabbed my hands, making me stroke them while they watched.

The disease had eaten her through and through and left it dark. Whatever life still harboured within this corpse creeped and crawled and dove into holes in flesh as they scrambled away to escape the light. A feeling like loss echoed in his chest as he nudged aside bits of pieces of guts while searching for parts that had been untouched. There were none. “Goddamn you woman.” If she was angered by the degradation of her body, this must be her revenge. Crouching low he reached for her femur only for the bone to shatter within the clutch of his grasp and form a chalky paste as he rubbed the contents between his fingers.

Within minutes, he tore through the lines, clawing and chomping down on both my pack and Katherine's. I looked to the brothers; they remained kneeling on the floor, hands clasped as sweat poured off their bodies. They tried to regain control of the beast they unleashed, but it was too late. "Becky!" I heard Andy scream in agony. I found him racing towards his mate's body, snatching her in his arms as he cried for her to hold on. Then Zeus swiped his arm, his claws tearing through five of my pack members in one fell swoop. Their bodies dropped to the ground, dead instantly.

"No way. According to Beastfolk tradition, we're supposed to be completely loyal to the one who saved us. No matter how they treat us, we're bound to endure it. If we break that ancient rule, we'll face severe punishment. How could he do that to you?" I gave a bitter smile and shook my head. "I don't know either. And what do you mean by 'severe punishment'?" "I'm not sure. I only know it's really, really bad." "I see. Forget it. No point thinking about it now." I pulled Blazewing down with me onto the couch. "The heatwave apocalypse is almost here. Shouldn't we be preparing something?" We thought about it. Air conditioners wouldn't help. Once the apocalypse started, the power and water syste

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.