Novel & Cerita Sheila Beastars

Roaring with rage, he expressed his heart's condition while his loud voice echoed in the room and she started trembling with fear. “Please…” She began to beg him in agony. "Do you look crazy to me, I'm an evil Beast." As soon as he spoke, he licked the blood coming out of the edge of her lips with his tongue (which made her tremble again) and started whispering near her ear. "It must be hurting, but now I am going to hurt you more than you can imagine. It will be better for you to die than to suffer." After finishing his speech, he had aggressively pulled down the shirt which was being pulled from her shoulder.

********************* *Damien's Pack* ~ Rina ~ I screamed as the belt made contact with my bear flesh, my buttocks were raise up on the bed as the beast hit me with several lashes of belt. How dare he treats me in such a fashion! I regret not dying when I had the chance to, he stop for a second and rub on my ass. I made a close, which was close to a moan, okay definitely a moan..fuck! I shouldn't be enjoying this, the Beast started again hitting me while he ordered me to count.

I exchanged a glance with him, because as soon as we approached the bouncers, I was beginning to regret this. "Sheila!" Bryan called out as we neared the velvet ropes, about to bypass the long line. "What's up, woman?" I watched from a few steps back, as Sheila - a short, dark-skinned woman, dressed head to toe in Versace stepped out from behind the bouncers, giving Bryan a hug. I had to assume that this sweet woman was Sheila, the owner of this fine place, but she didn't look a day over sixteen. I went still as her eyes snapped to me, probably wondering who I was.

But I push the memory and accompanying guilt back. “I... I can’t hold on anymore, Patrick...” I whisper, the pleasure unbearable. “C*me for me, my love,” he murmurs, his voice wrecked with devotion. I’m seconds away, when the door blasts open. I scream. Patrick grabs me, shielding my body with his. Red eyes gleam in the dark. A monstrous shadow stands in the doorway, towering, snarling, terrifying me. Eriana. I know those eyes. I know that rage. Leader of the female betas. Patrick’s mate by law, not love. Sister to Gerald.

Definitely not. “When the Beast dies…” this time, she was growling “Prince Cassian will take over as Alpha and you’ll be lucky if you’re just kicked out of the Pack! Or do you think the Silverhearts will keep wasting expensive rooms and good food on someone like you, who doesn’t even deserve to live in a doghouse…!” As she said that, she moved closer and closer, until she suddenly stopped, her eyes falling towards my neck. For a moment, I was just confused, until I followed her gaze and, at the same instant, my stomach churned with nervousness.

she says, and I stare at her in amazement. As I open my mouth to comment, a howl rings out through the tunnels, and the females beside me tense. "They're here," Alessia whispers, and my fear jumps up. My protectors exchange a look, and without warning, Giulia shifts into her beast form. "Move to the back wall, Taylor. Giulia will be in front of the entrance, and I will be in front of you. They should not make it this far, but we will ensure your safety," Alessia orders, and I scramble to do what she says.

That was the last nerve she could hold on after hearing all the humiliation. "ENOUGH!" She yelled at the top of her lungs. Vincent slowly turned to face her. It was his time to go in utter shock because no one had ever dared to slap the Mafia boss and that, to Vincent Volkov himself, his ego was hurt and more than that, his beast was screaming to be free, which could bring a storm if it did. Vincent had always kept his inner beast in check so that it could bring less damage, but there was only a time before he unleashed it. When he stared at her, his eyes were gloriously dangerous like a beast he was.

Sasha gulped, worry flashed through her eyes. " It's nothing serious, it's just that Sheila was caught trying to escape the territory.” I explained and rose to my feet. " FUCK!.” Sasha cussed , her eyes burned with distaste. " That little parasite! I knew that girl was not like the other's. You have to teach her a lesson.” Sasha fumed through gritted teeth. “ I sure will." Luca boomed and rose up from his seat. ★†‡ “WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU CAN ESCAPE FROM ME!?. WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU ARE FIERCE AND UNBREAKABLE!?." I sneered at Sheila who was now in the punishment room. Her hands are bound over her head by a long chain.

She dug her knife in a chunk of meat. Ignoring her parents completely, Ophelia resumed eating. It would have been better if she stayed back and didn't come out to join them at the table. “Now that I'm here, do you want to tell me what's going to happen to my baby? Adrian's child, Father.” Holding back the tears, she asked with a smile. “The Beast is going to find out I'm pregnant sooner or later, or did you even think about that, Father?” “We'll discuss with the beast when he's here.”

But the desert swallowed the noise and it was back to being silent except for our ragged breathes. Breathing hard, I shifted back, bones snapping into wrong and right places as my body shrank. My hands shook. I wiped blood off my face. Sheila sat on the ground staring at herself like she’d just been murdered. “My dress....” she whispered. Blaze rushed to her instantly, crouching. “Are you hurt?” She flinched and then slapped his hand away. “LOOK AT IT!” she screamed. We all stared. Her perfect flowing yellow dress had been shredded down the side.