Novel & Cerita Read The Beast Within

I jump back, unsure what I’m seeing. Powers? Was my mother… a witch? “Moon Goddess,” Thisbe whispers, teeth bared, “Protect me, last of my people. See me safely to Vaeloria, last of my blood, last of my name–” Her voice tapers off as she steps into the darkness again, her glowing eyes fading into nothingness, and then she just… disappears. I grope for her in the dark, but my hand grazes another doorknob–misplaced, like it doesn’t belong here.

Kael’s gaze shifted toward the distant horizon where the forest stretched endlessly beyond sight. “The awakening does not only affect us.” Lyra felt the bond ripple again beneath her skin. A strange sensation moved through her thoughts, like a distant echo calling back across great distance. The wolf released a low rumbling sound deep in its chest. Lyra turned toward it. “You feel it too.” The creature’s golden eyes flashed briefly. Kael’s voice turned grim. “Something else heard the call.” Lyra felt the warmth in her veins intensify again as the bond stirred more violently. The mark beneath her wrist burned brighter, casting pale silver light across the ancient stones of the shrine. She lo

"Let's go. Never seen that kind of performance before." … When I arrived at the center, I realized my life had been dull until this moment. The center, like its name suggested, was filled with all kinds of beastfolk. Adorable rabbits, seductive foxes, imposing wolf-dogs, outgoing and cheerful puppies, and more. This was heaven. The beastfolk were performing on the stage with all they had, showing off their charm as best as they could. The performer with the highest votes would be crowned Best Beastfolk Star, and they'd be awarded with a handsome amount of prize money.

’ Inigo retorted. Beast ignored him like always. He stayed hidden around the pack to note down the security of the pack. The timing of when and who stepped out of the pack on a regular, weekly, or monthly basis. Unlike vampires, he didn’t have just one power in him; he could become invisible, take anyone’s shape and size, and read the minds of the people. Elder Ozul kind of assumed that this was the result of getting raped by multiple vampires, but at the same time, he couldn’t share this news with Beast.

I yelled, my bones cracking as I allowed Thaddeus to take over. My wolf was pure white and almost twice as large as the brown she-wolf threatening a cowering Tori. I was glad Bethany was in hiding or I might have mixed them up in the ensuing struggle. I didn’t know what her wolf looked like. Nor, I suspected, did she. The snarling creature had my employee’s arm in its jaws when I struck, ripping off its head in one aggressive motion. An almighty roar emerged from my throat as Thaddeus continued to ‘worry’ the dying beast.

The beast began to move forward, but I fought, finding myself in the process, while I struggled to keep on the surface. I didn't want her to see the beast. I wanted her to see me. Zander. Her mate. But it wasn't, and the next half hour felt like a hellish struggle to beat a monster within—a monster that I had no chance of surviving. *** William pulled me from between her legs, the beast roaring, shaking the stained-glass windows of my bedroom. Her scent, the glaze of fear on her face, it all crowded my mind; sent me over the line of rationality.

Alpha Thorin would enjoy hearing that things are not as portrayed within the pack that dared insult him. The girl confused Beast. He wanted to chase after her, ask her who she was and why she did what she did, but it wasn’t the time. He watched the way she dropped from the tree. That was a choice, and she was effortless in her ki.ll. He never met a female on the same level of darkness as he was. It was magnetic. Their energies reached out for one another. Was this more than a simple ally in silence? Beast tore his gaze from the packhouse with a smirk and faded into the treeline. He collected the unconscious Dean and drifted out of the pack lands like a ghost in the night. It was time to regr

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.

I needed to feed my monsters or there would be consequences. “Hi, handsome. Would you like some company?” I turned and saw an attractive blonde standing next to me. Perfect. I thought to myself. She wasn’t my usual but she would do. So I started my game again. Within thirty minutes she was walking out the door with me. We walked over to my car and I held the door as she climbed in. I smiled to myself as I climbed into the car and drove her to her death. This wasn’t how I wanted the night to end at least not with this woman but it would hold off my demons for now.

He told his director while taking off his gloves. "Everyone, lets rapid up and get moving. We don’t have all night. I have to get home to my daughter and read some bedtime stories to her. Don’t drag on! Move your weak legs faster! Alvin and Derrie! Do a patrol around the area and report back in fifteen minutes.” Joe shouted with power in his voice. No one spoke a word, although the dirt trembled from the movement of their boots. There under every blanket of the night are mysteries that disappear in the mist with the darkness. The owl knows these secrets and has seen the face of the beast. These creatures are not a puzzle to the wind. The breeze has watched them mutate into their original for