Novel & Cerita Psycho Beasts

he shouts as he turns back to us and a crazy smile pulls across his face. "What," Dom snarls as an alarm begins to blare. Metal shutters begin to slam closed over windows and doors in every direction. Beeping begins to omit from the wall around the city. "CITIZENS OF PLECK. BEASTS HAVE RETURNED TO THE CITY CLAIMING ON OF US IS MATED TO THEM. STAY INSIDE YOUR HOMES. WE WILL NOT ALLOW THEM TO BULLY US, " a voice says over the loud speakers rigged on the lamp posts all over the smaller city.

I know that they are not human. They are the werewolves. We are doomed.

Hitting the wall hardly, with a sound echoing the entire room. “W-what’s happening?” I let out asking. “Both creatures intend to handle the pain…” he choked out, sadly. “…and, toss it away.” The rest was blurry afterwards. What I did notice, was Caspian’s beast taking my wolf in animal form. Pouncing, pummelling and probing my female area. While my wolf howled, with me on a surprisingly edge. The Queen-sized bed broke, from the amount of energy, splattering into pieces.

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Just an order. I stepped out, closed the door behind me, and shifted back into my beast form. Stone blurred beneath my paws as I tore through Blackreach, past its gates and straight for the edge of the Whispering Woods. By the time I reached Brammon and Rhydan, the forest line was already crawling with movement. Manticores came first. Dozens of them—their humanlike faces fixed in those eerie, empty expressions. Lion bodies, scorpion tails arched high, each one moving in perfect, unnatural formation.

And then, the monsters breached the mist. They were horrifying. They were massive, grey-skinned abominations, their muscles bulging with sickening, unnatural proportions. Their chaotic, glowing purple eyes burned with mindless, explosive rage. To Mwajuma, they were the ultimate manifestation of the toxic, violent male spirit—beasts that existed only to destroy the beauty of the world.

"You have to watch out for the demons. They'll be after you now that your identity has been revealed and they'll try to kill more humans than before to bring back the war beast as soon as possible..." She could tell accroding to what Priestess Luciana told them that they were connected to the war beast. She knew for sure that somehow, the the demons the presitess mentioned and the war beast were connected too, but how? She couldn't tell. 'What does she mean by they'll kill more humans to bring the way beast back? ' she thought. Suddenly, she turned of the shower. As soon as she stepped out of the bathroom, she headed to where Annabelle was seated. Curiosity and desperation filled her eyes.

The theory that they're committing mass suicide is too good to be true and I know there's something going on that we don't understand. Beast settles with the run and my brain clears. I see movement ahead and nudge Marinah with an elbow and then point to the area. Her snout stretches and her teeth gleam. It's not just her body that's transformed, she's changed her entire psyche. Fear is no longer a language she understands. There are two hellhounds, both large and both headed to the water. "Remember, stay clear of claws and teeth." I have the antidote in a small case on my belt that I'd prefer not to use.

Pleased to discuss one of his favorite subjects, he told her, “Not that we’ve seen. Both Jaymes’s citadel and mine were abandoned for many years before the Haunt took over. But the Symbionts are now at war with something they call ‘the Beasts’. They are very secretive about their business, possibly because they fear revealing weakness to us, but we do know these Beasts have driven them from the cities they built beyond the swamps. Since no one wants the swamps, it’s doubtful the war will continue if they stay within its borders, but I’d like to know what drove them there. It must be powerful, for even the Haunt found the Symbionts a challenge.” “I feel sorry for them. Being stuck in a swamp

Only the Beast King Cities maintained a steady flame, but the Elk Tribe, where she now lived in the Southern Region, did not. Yet in her hands lay a slab of raw meat, and the hunger gnawing at her grew louder with each passing second. Clar had already started organizing what she remembered from the book she had read before her transmigration. The Beast Domain was divided into four great regions—South, North, East, and West—each ruled by a Beast King City. Between them lay the Dark Forest, home to ferocious beasts. Male beastmen could only strengthen themselves by absorbing crystal cores. These crystals awakened their abilities, but awakening came at a cost. Without the soothing presence of a