Sheila Beastars Novels & Stories

It wasn't the bedroom with toys or restraints where he was restricted to be just a man. I could see his beast rising to the surface, clearly pleased by my mark on his neck and that we were in his territory. It was like a wet dream come true. It was time for Beauty to meet the beast. My legs dropped from around his hips, and I moaned as my clit slid against the bulge in his pants. I stepped back, smoothing the fabric around my hips until it was neatly folded over my stomach, giving Tobias the full view of my bare center. "Are you going to come out and play?" My breasts were still on display, and I reached up, cupping them in my palms and pinching my nipples between the knuckles of my fingers.

“What in God's name are you?“ Estoc said quite coldly, there was interest in his voice instead of fright. He feared not one bit for his sidekick dying under her grip and watched her transform midway, catching Jack in a strangulating hold. “Beast. You are one of them.“ Selena passed her glowing orbs at him. She very much revealed her intent to repeat a much painful treatment to him. She kept her grip on Jack. The tattoos on her abdomen appeared and burned as she revelled in her powers. “I told you, you should be scared.“ Estoc furious, drew his gun aware when she was done with Jack he would be next. Killed by a shifter woman is not the way he expected to die.

His speech and articulation had been very advanced for a four-year-old, but after pouting and frowning, he finally looked his age. “But running away won’t solve the problem. She’ll still tattle to your mom,” Ed said. He didn’t know who Rosemore was, but he followed the conversation. AJ smacked his forehead. “You’re right!” Reluctantly, he grabbed his bag. “What’s your name, mister?” AJ asked. Curious before they parted. “Just call me Beast.” Ed pointed to the scar on his face. AJ laughed. “You’re not as bad as the beast,” he said.

"What's she doing?" "She's looking for Beast. She wants to give him a thank you kiss." Someone made kiss smacking noises and Beast reached out and swatted the back of their head. When the two women returned to the elevators everyone cleared out except Christopher. He sat down and flipped cameras until he located Ashleigh and her friend. She looked good, healthy, pretty. He was satisfied that she was all right. But he still didn't turn away from the camera.

He replied in a quiet tone. Lucy walked around him after listening to the conversation and approached the bed. "Samantha, why don't you let Bill and I take Isabella for the night and you and Drake spend some time together. After all, it's been a heck of a day." Without waiting for her friend to answer, Lucy reached over and gently picked up the sleeping baby girl and walked out of the room with Bill close behind. "What if you don't come back? I don't think I could survive that a second time, My Beast. Our connection is too strong, too deep. It would kill me, and that would leave our daughter without parents again. You have to come back."

“Come here, arseholes!” One of them glanced over his shoulder like he might actually turn back—then thought better of it and bolted faster. “Cowards”, Natalie muttered, shaking out her hair and straightening her top. She was barefoot now, her heels having served their purpose as both fashion and weapon. She came to stand beside me, still slightly breathless. “You’re a good fighter, y’know.” I smirked, rolling my sore wrist. “I know.”

“I warned him. I can’t feel any of them anywhere.” “By anywhere, you mean…?” Pixie trailed off. “They’re not in Erea,” Beast replied. King Aragon shot a look at King Hayes. “I’m on it. I’ll check from the core.” When he’d left, Pixie was frowning, and I nudged her. “What is it?” “I’m just having a tough time pinning Shaylah,” she replied. “What do you mean?” Bennett asked her. “At first, we thought that she’s a healer, but she’s exhibiting powers way beyond that,” she explained.

"They're blessing us." Just then, a sudden, sharp unease pricked my heart. I was instantly on alert, pulling my son behind me. Two dark figures burst from the bushes. It was them. Liliana and my mother. But their forms were twisted, nightmarish mockeries of what they once were—part woman, part beast. A mad, black fire burned in their eyes. For power, they had sold their souls to a forbidden, dark entity. They brandished poisoned iron daggers, their target aimed straight at my son.

"It's not burning me. See, I'm not lying." Hannah's expression transformed, her eyes sparkling with genuine curiosity. "Why is your life in danger?" she asked, her voice tinged with a hint of fascination. Sheila hesitated, her voice laced with a mix of bitterness and desperation. "I was once the Beta to my Alpha, but he replaced me with a werewolf he accidentally turned." Her tone dripped with disdain, her words tumbling out in a rush. "Now, my pack has turned against me. I'm an outcast, with no place in the pack or the world. I need your help to make peace before they come for me."

He sneered at her also before leaving the room. "Are you alright, Sheila?" Doctor Clara asked the girl she had just treated after seeing the fear in her eyes after Liam sneered at her and also to know if she felt better from her injury which was just treated. Sheila is nineteen and had also been recently captured by Hamilton, she had experienced some torture from Hamilton and is currently working with the other slaves which led her to sustain a deep cut in her arm. "Yes Doctor, thank you," Sheila said, lifting her gaze to Doctor Clara.