Psycho Beasts Novels & Stories

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.

A big part of me feels like he doesn’t want to be here. “One time, he managed to crush the heads of 8 rogues while he was pushing through the crowd. I’ve seen it myself, and it was just pure rage,” Zeke excitedly explained with a large grin on his face as if he was talking about something entertaining. I blinked at him and looked at Amir, but he just shook his head at me. “They attack with fire, Brute hates fire.” Brute said, his voice was deep and monotone. I was surprised that he even spoke.

and I am bitten again, these dogs just can't run slower apparently. I push myself for another mile, but the night's events are catching up to me, the dark starts blurring my vision and the world begins to fade. I shake my head, not wanting to pass out in the middle of nowhere, but my body finally gives up. Just before I black out, I feel myself shifting back to a human form and then everything goes dark. *****

“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.

The car turned onto the highway and began picking up speed. I drew my lips into a tight line, afraid of giving anything away lest they notice something amiss. Ezra grabbed the wheel and drove steadily, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. Suddenly, I heard a low, buzzing sound in my ears. It wasn't the sound of my phone vibrating. It was my mind-link! This was the pack's internal communication method, and I could also hear everything clearly. I could hear Ezra's excited voice as he spoke in Wolfish. "Alpha Felix? The prey's about to escape from her cage! We're on the highway now! Should I finish her off in the car?

Although he and his son fought until his death, he still loved him greatly. Fernando punched Romano hard in the face, making a nasty sound as it hit. Romano fell backward onto the mansion floor, and blood splashed across the marble like red paint. He coughed violently, his vision blurring as he glanced up at Fernando, who had transformed into the beast everyone had always called him. Fury burned in his golden eyes, now a seething, savage red. Romano felt a shiver of fear inch down his spine; he realized too late that he had released this wild dog.

"Knox." "Please stop provoking him. Please stop being like that. We are wolves, we have a hierarchy. Fuck, even humans have a hierarchy these days. It just so happens that he is above all of us. If we go hungry, if he punishes us, then it is our duty to accept it with faith. All of us in here... we are training to be his slaves. To be beneath him for the rest of our lives." I swallowed hard, my chest heaving. I let go of the ball to the floor, and the slow thud on the floor felt like some ominous background music for a life that was fucked up from the very beginning.

MY BULLY IS PSYCHO Chapter Thirty Two ACE * * The moment I heard the door shut closed, I entered into my the bathroom for the shower I had initially planned for. My insides were in a mess, spiraling out of control , I feel as though I would break apart , so many emotions overwhelmed me, but the predominant of them all was Misery. And the voice in my head just wouldn't stop, it kept replaying all over again making my insides churn with grief.

I was very skeptical of him, his presence and his intentions at this place. Apparently, he was more powerful than any of the known creatures in the region. I wouldn’t necessarily be suspicious if he hadn’t used the powers in front of me. Because no one else would be able to manipulate electronics, winds or fires, except the demons in myth. Though I didn’t believe in Benjamin’s rambles on the demon hypothesis, I was pretty sure Mr. Drakos was neither a werewolf nor a vampire. And this led to another crucial question, why had he been here?