The Beast Must Die Book Novels & Stories

One of the smoky entities kneeled respectfully, then handed the cloaked person the vial, and he downed it in one gulp. He nodded to a short disfigured man with small nubs as horns, and that creature turned to the five smoky things. “You have seen the master. Drain that monster. We want every last drop of his precious blood.” The beast took a deep breath, and then howled so loudly that the ground shook and the trees swayed. “You stupid mindless animals. You should have cut off his tongue or something. His pack will come, damn you.” The midget thing said, and he wasn’t wrong.

Kaelen was directing four vanguard warriors as they hauled away the heavy iron beams that had collapsed near the back exit, their boots crunching loudly over millions of tiny glass shards. But my sensory amplifiers weren't tuned to the sound of clearing rubble. My inner beast was pacing back and forth beneath my skin, clawing at my ribs with a violent, restless aggression that made my jaw ache. The scent was still here. Silas had died against the central iron pillar, his dark, sour blood soaked deep into the dirt floorboards and frozen into the moss. Every time the mountain wind whistled through the broken iron frames of the roof, the foul odor of the dead mercer drifted toward me, and my be

I paused when my fingers landed on the book I had been previously reading, the one the King had told me specifically to stay away from. Without much thought, I grabbed the book and turned to the chapter I had last stopped on, it was called soulmates to the beast. I read for what felt like hours about what the villagers thought about the beast and I found myself growing more and more afraid, the more and more I read. He had wiped out villages all around the castle in a rampage of anger, he killed thousands of people and left their bodies in the street and only stopped once the sun began to rise again and the sky became painted as red as the blood on his body.

The beast vanished from the sky without a final scream, its demise sudden and gruesome. The sight left everyone stunned and bewildered. The remaining beast roared in fury, its blood-red eyes blazing with rage and emitting a palpable aura of terror. Crimson light pulsed from its massive claws, spreading an ominous glow. The beast's deafening cries filled the air. Alarmed, Adrian muttered, "Damn it! It's going for mutual destruction!" The beast was preparing to self-destruct—unleashing its full power would annihilate the entire small world.

But my hands refused to close the book. The children ran. They screamed. They called him a monster. An animal. My throat felt dry now. And so the name stayed. Beast. I swallowed hard. The elders decided his fate before the sun rose. Such things could not be allowed to live among them. A cold heaviness settled in my chest. They dragged him to the well at the edge of the village. My grip on the book tightened. He begged he cried, he pleaded for his parents to help, but none of them did, they only looked at him… Their eyes filled with hate

BEAUTY AND THE BEAST *** "Trust no one. she's not what she appears to be" *** . "What's wrong?" "Nothing" I said with a smile "Nothing at all" I replied still looking at the paper. Chad stared at me obviously feeling confused about everything. "I need to go" I tell him standing up from my seat. He stood up too. "What's in that paper?" "Nothing" he scoffs "nothing? then why did you act so off immediately you read that thing?"

The hooded figures fall to their knees and keep their eyes on the trembling ground. I am going to die. This is how my life ends. An enormous muscular figure rises from the dark rift that formed from the cracks in the ground beside me. His black wings unfurled and sparkled like a black diamond. His chiseled features were borderline cruel, but his eyes…there was something familiar about his steely gray eyes before they glowed red. I was struck with a mix of emotions but fear surprisingly wasn't among them. I knew that I was going to die at the hands of The Beast, but yet I welcomed it. For reasons that I can't explain, my life suddenly felt meaningless. The Beast roared, “Offering accepted,” b

***"The... Beast... is... the... wine. We... shall... drink... both." Damon was still kneeling nearby, watching the scene with a mixture of terror and a sick, twisted satisfaction. Even as his own pack was being decimated, even as the world he knew was rotting in front of him, he looked at Rowan’s agony and smiled. He wanted to see the man who had claimed me suffer. He wanted to see the "Beast" reduced to nothing. "See, Kaima?" Damon rasped, his voice barely a whisper. "This is what happens when you challenge the order. You brought him here to die. You’re his executioner, not his savior."

"Using the estrangement between the two worlds to tear up the contract between humans and pets. Although he doesn't know the truth, he found a way at least by accident." "That's right. Once the contract is destroyed, the divine beast will immediately die. However, this instant death is during Eight Direction World, and when the beast reaches the Eight Desolations World, the amount of time it die will be greatly magnified. After all, a second in Eight Direction World is completely different in the Eight Desolations Heavenly Book." "He is quite smart." The two voices chuckled. Samuel quickly went out again. Not long after, the larger group of strange beasts entered the Eight Desolations Heaven

And if I don't, Marek will die. But I will die. Gritting my teeth, I push forward into a sprint, readying myself for the swift manoeuvre needed to end this creatures life. This is what the past few months has been for, to finally end the life of this creature that has plagued mine for so long, that has tricked me, manipulated me...I'm ready for this. And then I'm hit violently in the chest, my concentration on the Beast's nearing body, the shadows and the low lighting not allowing me to anticipate it. Flying back off my feet, I land square against the edge of a rock, knocking the breath from my lungs.