The Beast Of Gevaudan นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Severin's expression turned solemn, and his divine senses scanned vigilantly for any disturbances around him. Inside the heart of the Fierce Beast Mountain, about a hundred miles away from Severin, practitioners in black robes bearing the emblem 'Gahrr' cautiously traversed the treacherous terrain and navigated through the thick fog. The group, comprising about ten individuals, was led by a young man adorned in a luxurious black robe. He exuded an oppressive power indicative of a level nine supreme saint, but he did not have an arm.

The vampires shifted their attention from Jaemin and started attacking the wolf. “We should have known. Your kind cannot be trusted” said a tribal guy sharply while moving towards the wolf. “I have seen this one before” said Jaemin confusedly while looking at the golden wolf and attacked the vampires who was mercilessly trying to rip the wolf. The wolf extirpated two giant trees and then caused a fire somehow. The vampires at the opposite site stopped moving immediately as vampire fears fire. They fought with the vampires on their side and then ran out of that place.

he asked Duke, not minding my presence. "Yes, babe, she's my steward," Duke responded dryly. If I am not mistaken, she is Marie, the second daughter of the Menejez tribe; they lived near the Criose territory, the most hard-headed tribe; they were called the black sheep tribe. They don't follow the rules; they are killed once every hundred years via poisoning or hunting. They were the main reason why we wolves were almost exposed, and now, humans do believe we exist and continually hunt us. Either to kill or to attract people for money.

Not three days, but it took Leonidas a month to level William Corp. Pressing the gas pedal hard, Crystal drove her white Lamborghini Aventador through the private road that connected the main gate to Xavier's mansion. It took her seven minutes until she reached the front steps of the main door, stopping right behind Xavier's red Lamborghini Veneno. "X!" Crystal skipped the preamble, jumping out as soon as she saw Xavier rushing down the steps. Her brother seemed in a hurry, even his coat was just slung over his shoulder. Crystal ignored the tight black pants that matched his white work shirt. "We need to talk!"

I sensed it was because of the fact that he turned them. “Please listen to me--” “Not them.” “Not them, Ava.” “They were responsible for the girl’s death! Tabitha…they fed on her blood and made her hate herself.” I let out. “I need to know what creature they are! What did you turn them to?” King Caspian was silent that instant. It was almost like he absorbed everything I said and was contemplating it. After a long while, he finally spoke. “My beast has different abilities.” “You’re lucky you took most of its genes, Ava.”

“No, it’s not a coincidence, the gymnasium is named after my family. Now that we’ve introduced ourselves, I trust that I’ll not have any more interruptions when I use the punching bag.” Evan Alston watched the threesome from his position against the wall. He had been as enraptured as everyone else at the strength and skill displayed by the tiny woman. It had been astonishing to see the woman defeat men three times her size. He became even more intrigued when he overheard someone whisper her identity. The Beast.

The EMT lady cried in frustration. “I do not believe our perpetrator is a who. It shows more of a what, from the appearance of this death scene. Perhaps, a male black bear that preys on humans. They are hostile toward people, and whatever did this appears aggressive. It could be anything, although I won't accept this as the result of some human being doing.” The police director reveals this to his subordinates. “If this is an attack of a beast, then we are obliged to keep our eyes observant and ears alert. It could be lurking in the shadows. Stay wide-awake chaps, do not let your defenses down! Have your guns on standby and flashlight focus!” Another police officer shouted.

“I don’t know why. But I’ve served long enough to know that when Gorvane looks at someone the way he looks at you, it means one of two things: destruction, or something worse.” Kaerith’s fingers curled against the fabric of the dress. Her nails scraped the smooth silk. “I don’t want anything from him.” Madame Marita gave a dry smile. “That’s not the point.” She picked a stray curl from Kaerith’s shoulder. “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.”

I knew I did. I was drunk, and I slept with a stranger who happened to be King Gabriel LaBête, the Beast King, the man who women feared and wanted all at once. It was a mistake, that was all, so why did my chest feel like it was on fire? Tears ran down my face. I'd deliberated it for so long, and I told myself if ever the conversation of that night was to come up, I'd know what to say. And sitting there with him, saying those words hurt me more than it should have. But why? It wasn't like I had feelings for him. I've only been in the palace for fourteen days, and I don't even know him. Why then was I crying?

I tried to scream as felt a sharp pain between my legs, but he shut my mouth with is his other hand, muffling my screams. Minutes later, he walked out of my room, leaving me violated. I tried to cry, but my tears seemed to be dried inside my eyes, and only a painful grunts came out of my lungs. He had defiled me, and laying there on the bed helpless, I realized that I was wrong about Tristan. The man who I thought was kind and gentle, feeling a strong connection to him, turned out to be a monster who had his way with me and left me bruised and in pains.