Strange Beasts Book นิยาย & เรื่องราว

They sat circling around a bonfire, singing for their great feat that defied through time. Then, a light shone above their heads that the night almost turned to a day. The M’ri rested from the feast and ran toward the source of it at the other side of the mountain. As they reach the bottom, a pile of stones welcomed them. They dug with their hands to see what lies beneath its earth. They dug until a gem emerged. The light of the moon shined through the gem and they saw through their skin and bones. The night that had glown like a full-blown morning was dimmed to darkness, it drew screams from the lungs of the M’ri. They couldn’t see but a voice resonated through the place.

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.

When she first heard her scream, she was already in her defence posture to attack, little did she know that it was only a Cub's beast. "It's strange….". Darla said. "What's strange?". Maeve, who was petting the sleeping beast, asked. "In all my life, I've never seen this type of beast…. It's really strange and disturbing". "Hehehe…. What's strange here is that it's super cute!. I don't believe that beasts could be this cute!!! I think I'll name it black furry…. You know, because it's black".

she explained, her gaze fixed on Becca. "Last year, when I was in Africa, my colleague Dr. Tunde found this book," she continued, opening the weathered tome. Its pages were worn, and some were torn, but what caught our attention was the strange writing adorning them. "I've been researching how to translate it for months, trying to piece together each word, hoping they'll make sense. Until I figured it out. This isn't a normal book. It contains facts about werewolves," she revealed.

The stranger shortly pulled away, poured some liquor on her left boob, and put the glass shot on the table, after which he turned his attention to her nipple, giving it the same attention as the earlier one. Melissa’s chest started beating very fast again when She felt the mysterious man place a hand on her belly which he eventually caressed down to her lap. He continued sucking her boobs as he slightly parted her legs. The stranger snuck his hand under her mini skirt and what he felt made him withdraw his mouth from her boobs, looking directly into her eyes. “How more naughty can you be?” Melissa swallowed painfully as she felt his fingers crawling into her pussy. “W....what do you mean?”

I go the opposite way, painstakingly reading each and every title. “Callie!” Alice exclaims excitedly. “I think I found something.” I hurry over, seeing her pull a smaller black book off the shelf. There’s no title on this book, only a gold Baphomet overlaid on the leather. “The Book of the Beast,” I whisper, eyes lighting up. “I think you did find something.” She cracks the spine and I lean over, heart racing. And then the library doors open and close with a boom, echoing throughout the entire room. Alice and I both jump, and she quickly shoves the book into her cloak.

Chapter 15 Beast *** Content Warning: This chapter might contain violence, abuse, crime, or triggering factors that may be harmful, disturbing, or traumatizing to some. Reader discretion is advised. Thank you. *** POV: Shea Vestine - Thorne “Oh, gosh! I really can’t believe what happened last night!” Carrie exaggeratedly exclaimed as she sat beside her on the huge rock near the riverbank.

I turned red in embarrassment and glanced up to the icy, green eyes from earlier. A warm feeling immediately flooded my body, a kind of painful longing filling my chest. Nothing like I have ever felt before. How could I feeling this way for a stranger? And more importantly, where was the beast? I leaned over, my eyes darting around in search of the beast, but it was gone. The only evidence that I had not imagined the beast was the trail of three dead bodies it left behind. “Did you see the beast?” I asked weakly. He just grunted and picked me up, cradling me in his arms as though I was a light feather. “The only beast you have to worry about, is me.”

The Betrayer’s Blood… my blood… it carried the burden… the choice… protection through pain… against something… far darker… “What was darker, Elias? What were you protecting against?” Damien demanded, reaching out instinctively, though there was nothing solid to grasp. The Master… the Architect… he does not forget… The spirit’s voice was barely audible now, dissolving into the chilling air. He sends his hounds… the Thorne… to break the cage… to claim the prize… fight them… fight for the light… fight for the White Wolf… And then, the mist was gone. The air returned to its normal, albeit still cold, temperature. The strange energy dissipated, leaving behind only the scent of damp earth and anci

Cold sweat emerged from their backs, including Zhao. Surrounding this outer pond was a great horde of spirit beasts. Too, great. Five-spotted Antelopes lied down and slept silently while the calves of their young ones played with the cubs of their most hated species— Violent Jawed Wolves. The wolf cubs were small and furry with innocent gazes as they would run along with the lithe calves of the Antelopes that had yet to grow their horns. Flying mid-air was a flock of giant beetles that were collectively surrounded by a beautiful bluish aura. Their glowing blue wings indicated that these were actually one of the most poisonous species of the forest— Mesmerizing Beetles! The strangest thing wa