Novel & Cerita Nen Beast

When he asked for a bite, Sasu just gives it to him and as he bit on to it, he intermediately retched back and complained. "what do you expect…it's wood…unlike other's we Beast-men have our own diets, yes we can eat the normal food, but we also eat the food only beast-men can…to you this might just a wooden stick..to a beaver clan, wood is our staple food..and we prefer wood over rice you know..". (Sasu)

"You think because you're a beast now I'm afraid of you. Darling, you are still that narrow-minded girl that was easy to kidnap because no one would miss your existence. You are nothing compared to what I am." She spoke about beasts and monsters yet she couldn't see it. That your appearance didn't make you monstrous it was actions and to me, she was the biggest monster I knew. "Well I was wondering who the bitch was we caught last night," Dominque smiled as she walked up to the cell. I could smell wolfsbane coming off her strongly. "Can I be the one to kill her?" "No one is killing her," Liam said and Dominque folded her arms as she waited for him to provide a reason as to why.

The EMT lady cried in frustration. “I do not believe our perpetrator is a who. It shows more of a what, from the appearance of this death scene. Perhaps, a male black bear that preys on humans. They are hostile toward people, and whatever did this appears aggressive. It could be anything, although I won't accept this as the result of some human being doing.” The police director reveals this to his subordinates. “If this is an attack of a beast, then we are obliged to keep our eyes observant and ears alert. It could be lurking in the shadows. Stay wide-awake chaps, do not let your defenses down! Have your guns on standby and flashlight focus!” Another police officer shouted.

His heart was frozen, filled with tar. He was a Beast. And nothing would change him. He was a skilled manipulator. One that made you doubt yourself. More than physical torture, he aimed for mental one. A part of me was worried. Even scared for this man with warm eyes. He looked like he hadn’t faced the darkness of this world. Like he wasn’t tainted with the filth I was sinking deep in. For some reason, I wanted to keep it that way. ***

The dead beast has four arms, just like the last monster, but its skin is red instead of being the color of bark. The next beast comes out, and I recognize the creature as another Bunte. The big champion fighting it is from Cok, and he doesn't waste a second before beheading the clueless monster. The next few fights are fast and easy. Jali was absolutely correct in saying this round is easy for the champions. Now I am not saying the different beasts aren't terrifying. They are. But the champions act like they are nothing. No matter how giant or horrifying the monster is, each champion approaches his enemy with a calm attitude.

Android condemned it. “Android!” Zinnia looked at her dog. "Bad boy." Zinnia added. No way, you're a good boy now, Android. You belong to me. Lucas immediately stroked his dog's head. Zinnia walked closer to Lucas and took Android in her arms. Its hands were slightly touching when Zinnia took over Android. Lucas follows Zinnia inside, where Android is about to be injected with anti-rabies.

The beast lunged, but Bruce dodged with a speed that left even Malrik watching with intrigue. With a roar, Bruce leaped onto the beast’s back, his claws tearing through its tough hide. The creature bucked and thrashed, but Bruce’s grip was ironclad. He drove his claws into its spine, channeling every ounce of his strength into the attack. With one final, ear-piercing roar, the beast collapsed, its body dissolving into black smoke that dissipated into the air.

Beast: I'm sorry I took your phone. I loved that he saved himself as Beast, even though that meant he went through my phone. Me: Thank you. He responded before I could put my phone away. Beast: is everything ok at home? Me: perfect. I have a surprise for you. Me: actually, it's more for me than you but since you're paying for it we should pretend it's for you. Beast: I can't wait! If it is tight and black, I would like a preview.

He answered. His words made total sense. As simple as he looked, he was wise and very accurate with his intuitions. "So what's your decision father. We both know that when you cross the damn river there is no point of return." I reminded him. "Damon, That Beast is searching for a breeder. A bond and mate. If luckily Hera proves herself worthy and its instinct is drawn fully to her, it won't harm her. I don't want to think the worst that's why I still have a ray of hope that she is still alive and being kept well." He answered.

Breathing in fast paces, still staring at me, yet, like I was a foreign entity. “Bastard.” He suddenly seethed, in a doubled voice. “What? Who are you talking about?” I cried out, pouting my lips in hurt at his sudden state. “Teta…” He trailed his father’s name out fiercely, hands in defense like he was protecting himself from something. When he transformed, his beast stood up, pouncing on the floor in a heavy thud. As he did, broken shambles followed, destroying the entire piece and everything that it entailed.