The Beast Of Gevaudan Novels & Stories

His shyness scared people away… With a frown, his mind returned to poor Debbie. Good thing that child-molesting asshole was already dead or he'd kill him. He actually wished that the asshole was still alive so that he could torture the bastard and THEN kill him. Beast popped his neck and several of the prisoners under his care were unsure of what to make of the giant, scarred, guard that smirked one minute and scowled the next. One thing was for certain; the sight of him alone assured that none of them would be stepping out of line.

Fear consumed me. Xavier please come fast. Xavier's POV It has been 2 days since Bella has been missing. Since I heard her voice. since I slept. I could not even eat knowing she is out there hurting. All I had received was a note. It stated, you are going to regret what you have done to me. Your mate is with me and she is going pay for it -J.S.- That was what it stated. That is when I realised who it is. Jake stone. He was a previous pack member whom I have banished from the pack as he raped one of the she-wolf.

I cry as I force my body to crawl forward. His skin is as pale as theirs, so I know they sucked him dry, but I still have to check. If there is any way he is still alive, I have to try...I get inches from him, but just as my fingers reach for him, I am yanked up into a set of thick furry arms. "Stupid humans," a deep, gravely voice growls, and before I can even respond, the beast takes off. His long paws pummel the ground, and the forest zips past me. Motion sickness mixed with my grief turns my stomach, and I vomit instantly. He snarls as my puke hits his pelt, but he doesn't slow down.

Jamie finally spoke up. An air of silence passed through them, Xavier sighed again. "Look. The footprints were numberous on the snowy mountain based, too much to only be one beast. They were here and when we finally rescued jimin, not as though he even needed much of rescuing in the first place, Rhea attacked calistè and she had called in her beasts, the way the ground rumbled and quaked as they moved towards us all points to one thing; she has beasts and not to even place it past calistè with her boasting but she also confirmed it and how she had made the beasts. She explained in details." Xavier took a sip of his drink and the table turned quiet.

The beast stops growling and changes his stance from fierce to a bow. His head is now bent down, and he motions to me as if he's trying to tell me to get on top. When I don't move the beast stands back up and growls like he's telling me to get on or else. I do as the beast says and slowly approach him to climb on top. Being unable to steady myself on top of him, I grab hold of his fur and hold on tight. At first, riding the beast was like riding a horse until it started to run

Sarrtina finally understands what he is saying. "Yes, we must interact with the humans." It's easier said than done though. Interacting with humans is very hard especially for creatures who prey on them. Controlling their thirst around the humans and concealing their true identities is going to be a challenge but there's anyone who can master it, it's Soliaire, after all he is the first demon...... PART 2 I feel like Sleeping Beauty and not just because we have the same name, but because we were both cursed and our version of death is more or less the same.

Anything to take the emphasis away from my sheer embarrassment. "I'm Genie". I can't even look him in the eye, let alone believe that he's sitting next to me and talking to me. "Nice name - what's it short for?". "It's Genevieve". I mumble. "Wow, not a name you hear often. I like it! So now we're acquainted can I buy you a drink?". He asks. Reluctantly I agree " Ok, a Guinness would be good. But just to clarify, It's not normally something I would do".

It may be less nimble than me, it's large stature enough to slow it down, but it's near-silent in it's chase, until, I imagine, it it's right behind me. Just as I begin scrambling up the incline of the cave into another section, I realise the sound of the vial creature and the smell of it's putrid breath haven't followed me. One glance over my shoulder brings me to yet another stop. Marek is fighting the Beast, a show of strength and rage as he swings and jabs adeptly at the creature, which in turn lunges with claws so thick and yellow, the sight of them alone could make me faint.

“That’s not—” “What is it then?” Dante cuts me off, merciless. “Let’s go and end the whole Moretti family. You’ve taken half their wealth, destroyed their holdings. That girl—” he nods at Camilla as if she’s part of his evidence, “—helped you. You’re the monster who doesn’t hesitate. Remember that? You have no sense of rationality. It is blood you crave. You’re not a normal man.”

The beast was livid and wanted to let off some steam. He would have entered the community and killed everyone of the residents for disrespecting his mate. Thankfully Arthur was able to control his beast, not to do it. Instead, they went to the forest to hunt for something. The lycan stopped when he noticed a deer who was drinking water from a stream. The deer didn’t notice him coming. He covered himself with the tree and stationed himself behind a tree, ready to pounce on the deer. With His canines elongated and his claws ready, he came out of his hiding spot and proceeded to pounce on the deer.