The Beast Must Die Book Novels & Stories

I saw her death. I wanted her to die for ever thinking of doing that to Audrey. I could feel her begin to pass out in my arms. She was slowly sinking into the spirit world. My beast had already surfaced and it was having none of it. Her death had been foreseen by me. “This would teach you a lesson never to mess with me in your next li—” “Bane!!” someone called out. I looked back only to sight Audrey. She had come out of the room, with her drip by her side.

Should not there be a buoy to keep the helicopter afloat? However, the increasingly loud alarm caused her to panic. She could not think properly. The thought of this helicopter exploding flashed in her mind. It was true that she had intended to avoid that damn contest, but not by going to heaven! "Oh, Jesus! If you save me now, I will consider becoming a nun!" Xander looked at her. "What? Are you serious? Then how about your stupid contest?" Crystal glared at him fiercely. "How could I think of a competition when I could potentially die—"

Ferris Kingston spoke mercilessly as he threw a disgusted look at her who stood there shocked. He neared to her face and looked at her venomously, “You are nothing to me from this moment. I won’t kill you as you are already dead to me. But I ever saw your face again in my country I will kill you in worst possible way!” Nearing to her face he took her lower in between his sharp teeth and bit them mercilessly causing a ear piercing scream to escape her mouth. She cried helplessly as he continued to torture her for next to two hours till her body couldn’t take it anymore and blacked out saving her from the beast of man, Ferris Kingston....

"Hardly unarmed, My Dragon." "Time to go home, My Beastly Biker." She smirked up at him, then turning, she walked to the other side of the car to get in. Drake watched, hypnotized, at the sway of her hips. *********************************************************************************************** This is not the end of this story. I have at least one more chapter to do. If you would like to see something in particular, drop me a note on here, a DM, or a note on my profile.

the driver asked. “In the Light Bar,” Aisha responded. She thinks she might go to the bar and need a drink to forget what happened a while ago. “I will fucking kill that girl with your husband, Aisha! I will fucking kill her! How are they making you cry, and that asshole! How dare he hurts you?!” Kai—her wolf, was understandably more aggressive than usual. Aisha held onto her chest; she could still hear the loud beating of her heart; Kai was about to go and take over her body, “Calm down, Kai. I settled that already; keep quiet,”

“Are you a criminal or someone scary? Why’d they chain you into that cave?” The stranger clenched his jaw. A criminal is merely an understatement of what he truly is. Everything cowers in fear whenever he is near and death trails behind him along with the spirits of those he killed. Every living being senses death when he is near and yet this girl. This girl broke her from that prison?

As high-ranking Beast Humans, it wasn't just Kiel and Matteo who had evil characters. However, *Sapphires always have psychopathic tendencies. Beast Humans like Halvir, Aefar, Aaric, Bardolf, Mischa, or others with a *Sapphire rank, even if they were the type with high honor. They were all the same, having suppressed Beast instincts by nature. Along with the growth of great power, the sadistic soul of the Beast Man also awakened. They loved bloody battles, the harder and more violent the battle, the more passionate they would be and aroused their thirst for blood.

The trees thinned—until the ground fell away into a cliff. My freedom… and my death. Behind me, I felt them watching. Waiting for my next move. Slowly, I turned to face them. “I won’t be what you want.” My voice trembled, but I forced the words out. “I won’t do it.” My hands shook at my sides. "I won't help you make more monsters," I said, more urgently now. "I'd rather... I'd rather die." Fenric’s lips curved faintly before he sighed. “So adorable.”

"Ariel… Darling… We've been married for so long… You still have feelings for me, don't you? I was wrong… I know that I was wrong. Have mercy on me… I'll even be your slave from now on." I looked at him, my expression calm and neutral. "Maybe you should be more of a human in your next life, if there ever is one." Then, I pulled the trigger. A gunshot rang out, and the silver bullet pierced his forehead, exiting the other side as blood and fragments sprayed outward. Felix died with his eyes wide open. His repulsive mouth closed for the final time, and the world was quiet again. I lowered my arms and let out a long breath. It was over.

"What are you trying to do?" "What can I do?" Clayton shrugged. "I'm just a lowly beastkin." No sooner had the words left his mouth than he lunged at Salem. Terrified, Salem instantly shifted into his beast form. The black wolfhound instinctively lunged at Clayton, its sharp teeth sinking viciously into his arm. Clayton was knocked into the coffee table, shattering it with a sharp crack as glass shards scattered across the floor. Salem was stunned. He wasn't expecting Clayton's move to be a feint.