The Beast And The Blessed Novels & Stories

They were ready to begin the journey to changing history, even if it meant going through the Beast King himself. No one would stop them. "I hate to interrupt this beautiful moment but...its time, Calliope. The Beast King approaches." Kelsey stated, gesturing up at the sky that had begun to clear, showcasing the moon that was truly at its peak. She was right and they could all feel it as an incredibly powerful being slowly approached where they were. The Beast King Immortal was walking the mortal plane, returning to claim his bride... ***

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.

As I turned to face my companion, I saw the gratitude shining in her eyes, a silent testament to the bond that had been forged between us in the heat of battle. As the beast lay defeated at our feet, Zaza rushed towards me, her eyes shining with relief and gratitude. Without hesitation, we embraced, the weight of our shared ordeal melting away in the warmth of our embrace. In that moment, we were no longer two individuals, but a united front against the darkness that threatened to consume us. The beast is dead.

And soaped my hands, running the backs of them under her forearms before catching her fingertips in mine and I tugged her hands along with me as I roved the surface of her curves, my knee spreading her legs from behind before I guided our joined fingers over her sex, dipping them in and finding her clit to circle, again and again, my other hand harshly claiming her breast as my mouth teased up the column of her throat. The Beast wanted to stick his fangs in her right there but he didn’t push when I denied him. It was strange, the way he was with her. How any other woman was a harsh, cruel evening of release but with her he was indifferent as to how we took her. He seemed pleased just to be t

He nodded, “A wolf and a bear don’t belong together. The Moon Goddess made a mistake, and if you didn't accept him as your mate, why do you protect him? What's in it for you?” “We're friends. I would have protected him even if he was a stranger, because it was the right thing to do. The Moon Goddess doesn’t make mistakes, and that’s not why we decided to reject the bond.” I noticed the priestess had a smile on her face as she watched me. It’s not a bad thing, she looks proud. I think she’s on my side. “Do you share the same beliefs as the Alpha and the fallen Dragon King?” He let out a small growl, “you’re stepping into dangerous territory little girl. This is beyond your knowledge.”

I click the picture and the description pops up. 'The plant, Aconitum napellus, or Wolfsbane, is the commonly known cure or weapon against the fantastical creatures, known as werewolves. Though this isn't just a mythical plant whose only purpose is to fight those creatures of the night, it also contains many other dark and deadly secrets.' She was poisoned?!

"Is that why you know so much about us?" "Partially. We've been watching your situation develop because your mate is particularly important." "Important how?" She sat in the chair across from me. "He's the Beast King, isn't he? Cursed by his former mate." My blood ran cold. We had never told anyone about the curse, about Elena, about any of it. "How do you know that?" "We see beyond what normal people see. We know he was cursed unfairly, for no reason other than spite and jealousy."

“The North has requested another offering, yes?” River went still. For a moment, he thought he had misunderstood. Everyone in Traska knew what the North meant. They knew about Blackwell Keep, its cursed king, and the unfortunate souls sent beyond its gates. The offerings never returned. Dorian continued as though discussing an ordinary diplomatic arrangement.

I did everything to be a good friend, only to be treated as my so-called best friend’s scapegoat. When her husband found cigarette ash in their house, she claimed I was the one smoking. When she snuck off for a private rendezvous with her lover, she told him she was celebrating my birthday. And when she got pregnant, she pinned the blame on me again, declaring I was consumed with jealousy—that I had spiked her drink and hired someone to violate her. Enraged, her husband marched to my doorstep wielding a blade and hacked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the exact day she had asked me to cover for her affair.

When I opened my eyes, I was standing on the Fate Platform again. Moonlight covered the ancient altar of beast bones, and the endless forest stretched beneath us. Beside me, Selene’s breathing changed. She remembered too. The Beast God’s wolf-shaped shadow rose above the platform. “In the Beast Realm, you may choose one of two paths. A Warrior Female will gain strength, claws, speed, and the power to hunt. A Blessed Female will gain rare fertility and a scent that attracts powerful males.”