The Beast Must Die Novel Novels & Stories

THE BEAST I MARRIED. Chapter 54 Kai’s pov. I pulled her roughly by the hair and flung her in for a doggy. I dug my hand roughly into her hips and she yelped out in pain, “Oh fuck! Kai, please stay away from me” she pleaded and a devilish grin appeared on my lips, how better would it be to have Rex watch his woman suffers in my hands? All this wouldn't have happened if my dad didn't die, death is the cause of all this, but that shouldn't give that bastard of a man, the right to hurt my mum that much, and for that, I will not spare Rex.

SleepingBeast: I expect to take my last breath gasping, laying in a pool of my own blood because the FBI finally caught up with me. DeadGirlWalking: Suicide by cop? SleepingBeast: I prefer the term, “government sanctioned extermination.” DeadGirlWalking: Geez, and you call me dark. SleepingBeast: No… I call you prey. DeadGirlWalking: Holy shit. I just got goosebumps. So I guess that means we’re doing this? DeadGirlWalking: Beast? SleepingBeast: Go back to your non-life, D. Sweet dreams. DeadGirlWalking: Wait, are you coming for me or not? Because if you aren’t, I need to find another whacko.

He whimpered when he looked down at his body which was full of deep cuts and wounds. Suddenly shiny shoes came into his vision which made his to raise his head and his eyes came in contact with the pair of stormy grey eyes. His body started trembling and whimpers started to escape his mouth. All he wanted was to die at that moment but the merciless, emotionless man standing in front of him was not ready to let him die so easily.

A massive, black beast towers over him, its blazing red eyes burning like embers. It grips Ansel’s throat, claws flexing against his skin. “This… this isn’t possible,” Ansel croaks, face draining of color. The beast snarls—a deep, resonant sound that seems to shake the very air around us. “You touched her.” The words drip with fury. A death sentence. The first splatter of rain hits my face, cool against my fevered skin. The sky above darkens, thunder rumbling in the distance. “No,” Ansel gasps, writhing in the beast’s grip. His face is turning an ugly shade of purple. “You’re dead.”

“Your mother and Luzia weren’t there. Thank God. But it’s bad. It’s... it’s really fucking bad.” No. No, no, no, no. That doesn’t make sense. Dominic Russell doesn’t die like that. Not him. Not the man who ruled the five families with an iron fist and a wineglass. Not the bastard who made grown men cower just by walking into a room. He doesn’t go out from poison. He goes out in flames, in gunfire, in a storm of bullets and broken bones. Not from a woman’s whisper and a tipped bottle of wine. Not like this.

"So, it really was a fake death." Victoria trembled all over but could not come up with any explanation for a long time. She could only sit there, weeping openly. The three beastmen had pieced together what happened, and their expressions were terrifyingly dark. "Victoria Songworth, how do you plan to explain this?" All those present were staring at Victoria with disbelief. I slowly turned my gaze to Victoria. Honestly, I was quite curious to see what kind of act she would put up this time.

My wolf hit the first shadow beast before anyone else could react. Claws tearing through void-flesh. Teeth sinking into something that shouldn't exist. The creature dissolved with a shriek. Around me, chaos erupted. Warriors dropped their disguises. Ezra threw disruption runes at the portal. Caspian shifted mid-leap, his massive lycan form crashing into three creatures at once. The civilians screamed. Some ran. Some stayed frozen. "Get them out!" I shouted through the bond to Caspian.

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?"

Channeling a sudden surge of raw kinetic power through my torso, I break her hold and fling her backward, sending her body crashing heavily onto the stone floorboards. She sits sprawled on the concrete, her eyes fracturing with a wave of deep, ugly heartbreak as she lets out a sharp shriek. "Your inner beast is still howling for Chika Whitmore, is it not? Even after the Afolayan Dominion stamped their marriage mark onto his flesh, your station refuses to terminate the signal!"