Psycho Beasts Novels & Stories

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. ***

His shyness scared people away… With a frown, his mind returned to poor Debbie. Good thing that child-molesting asshole was already dead or he'd kill him. He actually wished that the asshole was still alive so that he could torture the bastard and THEN kill him. Beast popped his neck and several of the prisoners under his care were unsure of what to make of the giant, scarred, guard that smirked one minute and scowled the next. One thing was for certain; the sight of him alone assured that none of them would be stepping out of line.

The urgency to explain what I meant before they all took it out of context was upon me, and I stumbled over my words, so I could deliver it as tactfully as possible. “You're not the first girls to have become enamored with an asshole. I think of it as bastard syndrome. It has struck women down since the dawn of time. It's not our fault we're attracted to arrogant, pig-headed, stubborn Cock Wombles. I put it down to our genetic coding, which science excuses us for putting up with bastardry. Thankfully, you have a scientist for a mother, and I'm offering you all a one-to-one bastard inoculation service free of charge. It's called, your dad's baseball bat, and I'll use it to knock the biker twa

I howl repeatedly, and I bet even the heavens have sighed in defeat. "And don't think of doing anything stupid. By the time you pull that trigger, I will have fed this damn thing two bullets already. Let's see if your weakling whore will bear it in her conscience." The monster howls in victory. At this point, Deep has no option than to surrender. He drops his gun to the floor, and the monster discharges a triumphant loud annoying howl. "Good, boy!" He mocks, turning to me, but keeping an eye on Deep still. "Now come to me, baby!" Ho orders me in his monster-soothing tone. He has turned into a complete varmint.

The fabric of this dress felt thick, but it was still soft and comfortable when I wore it. Arthur only woke up for lunch; after that, he went back to sleep. I don't have anything else to do after cooking food for him, so I just read the magazines and newspapers from Arthur's closet while eating the waffles he had bought for me. Everything in these magazines and newspapers seems like a collection of fictional stories in news form, but I enjoy it. I also got to know several types of Xenobeasts that often cause chaos at the base. Basically, there are three types that often appear. Type C is the easiest to kill, type B is the poisonous Xenobeast that is four times stronger, and type A is a 3-met

I did everything to be a good friend, only to be treated as my so-called best friend’s scapegoat. When her husband found cigarette ash in their house, she claimed I was the one smoking. When she snuck off for a private rendezvous with her lover, she told him she was celebrating my birthday. And when she got pregnant, she pinned the blame on me again, declaring I was consumed with jealousy—that I had spiked her drink and hired someone to violate her. Enraged, her husband marched to my doorstep wielding a blade and hacked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the exact day she had asked me to cover for her affair.

Should have Later.His mental voice was sharp, focused. If we survive this, we'll discuss fault. Right now, I need you to tell me everything you know about Obsidian's fighting style. Marina's heart leaped. He was trusting her. In this moment, when it mattered most, he was choosing to believe her warnings. He uses shadow beasts, she sent back. Creatures formed from pure darkness. They're not alive, so they can't be killed normally. You have to disrupt the magic holding them together bright light, silver weapons, or strong pack magic.

" Whom to be careful of?' Diana asked him. He scratch his chin while looking at her. Steph cleared her throat. " Wild beast, Rogues and witches!" He told her. " They're very dangerous especially Sachajir, the beast with four eyes and hungry for flesh!" He added. Diana looked scared and curious too to what Amir told them. Alexis walked closer to asked him something. " What do you mean beast? You mean a wild huge beast?" He asked him with full of excitement in his eyes. Alexis loved adventurous things like killing a beast. Since he was a child, he loved to see a real beast not only in a children's book or movies but in real life. Now it's his dream come true. If ever they would encountered a b

The place became awash with light, and the priestess chanted hard, Zane's blood flowing down to the fire. He suddenly fell on his knees as his legs twisted, his body shaking like he was about to shift as his wolf struggled to break free, while his human attempted to keep it inside. He let out a blood curling scream, and his eyes turned a gradual grey. The image of a black wolf started to form in front of him as he looked down, his breaths short, his body trembling. Once the image of the wolf formed completely, Alpha Zane's eyes suddenly closed, and he fell to the floor.

The spirit beast ran to the border before stopping, but all we could see were the three beastmen. "You vile beasts, where have you taken Vee?" Mother angrily scolded them, forgetting that she was merely the ruler of a small kingdom. Sure enough, the three beastmen burst into laughter upon hearing that. Felix casually tugged on a rope beside him. "Ha! Like mother, like daughter—so defiant." Sharp wails came from the cliff's edge. "Mother, no! Don't anger them or I'll die! They're all insane!" Mother was gripping my hand tightly, and when she discovered Victoria hanging from the cliff wall by a thin rope, her nails dug into my flesh.