The Beast Katee Robert Novels & Stories

Why did she want me to tell these people about the beast? I gazed at the group of people who were seated there, waiting for my response. The room was dimly lit, and the air was thick with the scent of flowers. I looked down at my leg and noticed that it was gone. My mother nodded encouragingly, and I took a deep breath before speaking. "The beast tried to kill me yesterday during the full moon. I did all I could to run and hide, but he was still searching everywhere for me so he could kill me."

The beast inside him was dangerous, and he must prevent taking their battle outside the dungeon not to harm any innocent humans during his battle and expose the secrets of the supernatural to the humans. He blazed at full speed toward Katherine who was overwhelmed by his jaw-dropping speed. In the blink of an eye, his large claws pierced through her guts hoisting her into the air before tossing her into the opposite prison cell. she crashed in full force and broke a few bones which amended itself as well as her open wounds. She stood up and teleported behind him and dug her claws into the back of the beast which growled out in rage and swung its claws at her. She leaped backward to escape it

A whimper. It leaped towards them. Meanwhile, Nathan stared in surprise. Immobilize by the monstrous creature in utter panic. Nathan's minds stutter for a minute and his eyes seize in more light than he expected, every part of him goes on pause while his thoughts catch up. After a wash of cold shocking fear, Vnee Medea steps from the shadows, aiming him with the sneer in her face, glooming shadows glide towards Catherine, her imminent shocks visible and summon her fire towards the shadows. In all the time Catherine had been here in the Land of Nod—which, to be fair, wasn't all that long—she'd never seen a beast as massive as this one, and yet that was exactly what happened. For no other reas

Beast is circled by a group of Undeads as they try to separate her from her mate and Andrew’s sons, getting her alone. “Nowhere to hide, little girl. You’re ours now.” One if the Undeads taunts, pointing his gun at her leg. “Our orders are clear, keep you alive. Doesn’t mean we can’t have some fun with you, now does it?” The other guys laugh as that, oblivious to Beast’s movements. She slashes the first guy’s throat open then, like a whirlwind, she spins around, running her blades through the others’ stomachs, cutting them open. With quick moves, she stabs their hearts before they manage to heal.

"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.

After that, I'm not sure what to do. "The Beast Oracle is only a legend...Not a real being...right," she whispers, and I growl as the disrespectful term leaves her beautiful lips. Hurt and betrayal whip through my mind. My mate is just like all of them. We fight and die so they can live in peace and safety, but we are called beasts.

I stood there frozen for a second, my mind running hundreds of miles an hour. Only one possible explanation. Catherine has shielded them. She had to have used my mother’s old magic to conceal them. Time for a quick chat with mommy dearest!!! But for now, I have this petrified looking creature, sitting in my office, too scared to breathe after seeing me toss that lamp into million pieces. “Kal, she is Catherine’s daughter. She’s all you have left” Beast says. Well, the boy too”, Best says softly. “Fix it, now!’, he roared.

spewed from my lips. Following us inside the clubhouse, the man I had nicknamed Beast, laughed. "Oh, how sweet! Kitty has claws!" From over Rook's shoulder, I glared at the Beast, and snarled, "Damn straight she does, and given the chance, I'll fuck u ~SATAN~

“The Beast doesn’t have affection. Not for his court. Not for his mate, Vythea. Not for his whores. And not for you. He takes what he wants, and when he’s done, there’s nothing left of who you were.” Kaerith’s chest tightened. Madame Marita studied her for a long moment. “I don’t know who you are, but something about you crawls under his skin. You rattle him. That’s not safe. It’s not good. Men like him don’t get rattled.” Kaerith blinked. “I just want to leave here. I don’t mind being a rogue. As long as I’m away from everyone.” Madame Marita gave a humourless smile. “Kaerith, you are his captive.”

I scrambled to my feet, grabbed the heavy obsidian water tray Britney had left on the table, and smashed it violently against the back of the gray wolf’s head. The stone shattered. The wolf dazed, stumbling backward, and Catherine seized the opening, driving her silver blade deep into its chest. The beast collapsed, its breathing rattling to a stop. "We have to move," Catherine gasped, wiping a streak of dark blood from her cheek. She looked at me, her eyes widening slightly as she noticed the dead rogue at my feet and the blood covering my gown. "You... you killed an elite rogue with your bare hands." "I told you, I am a survivor," I breathed, my heart hammering a frantic rhythm against my