The Beast's Possession Novels & Stories

His small stature and absence of the usual muscular build typical of his kind set him apart. With his limbs restrained by chains, escorted by guards, Aloov was brought before us. I observed him closely, analyzing his condition and assessing his status. [Aloov- Level 78] [....] [Title- Shameless Toad] [Skill - Persuasion, Language Proficiency…] The Beastman's status was far from impressive, yet notably distinctive for someone from the Beast race. The creature seemed visibly frightened, displaying signs of mental instability. Oddly captivated, I couldn't help but study the Beastman closely. In return, the Beastman locked eyes with me, revealing a deep-seated worry in his frightened gaze.

I did everything to be a good friend, only to be treated as my so-called best friend’s scapegoat. When her husband found cigarette ash in their house, she claimed I was the one smoking. When she snuck off for a private rendezvous with her lover, she told him she was celebrating my birthday. And when she got pregnant, she pinned the blame on me again, declaring I was consumed with jealousy—that I had spiked her drink and hired someone to violate her. Enraged, her husband marched to my doorstep wielding a blade and hacked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the exact day she had asked me to cover for her affair.

I shake my head a few times to clear the fog from my beast going into a protective mode for his mate, They are transforming into their true form of filthy-looking beats with discoloured fur some with hideous scares where chunks of skin have been ripped out and there beady black eyes that stare right into your soul. I can see the one in front which I am assuming is the leader start to stalk towards Bree and the way he is salivating and sniffing at her has me ready to rip them apart, but Bree has her eyes shut the whole time and seems to be clutching her head when she suddenly screams again like she is in pure agony. The most intense blinding white light shoots from her eyes and as it makes co

Maybe it's the crowded place? I looked over for Daniel, but he wasn't there. I stepped forward and felt my foot going back. My body wasn't going the way I wanted. Just like...just like when a person is drunk! I felt more out of my mind as seconds passed. I felt my eyes roll back and saw a thing. No not a thing. A person looking at me. Ace? ××××××××××××××××××××××

It gives him a few seconds before the hounds decide attacking is their best move. They might have gained some newfound intelligence, but Beast is smart and has had years of practice. Our eyes carry bloodlust, our bodies made for killing. Beast's claws rake a wide path across one throat and chest. It's not a killing blow, but the hound lists to the side and the other jumps around him. It's almost like he's protecting the hurt creature. Beast lets out a growl that rumbles clear to our feet and charges head-on. We clash and the hound goes to the ground with Beast on top. We grab his neck within our crushing jaws and crunch bone. The other hound lands on top of us, his snapping jaws taking a bit

“The people doing the killing—they weren’t just murderers. They were being possessed. This fog wrapped around them, took over. Gave them this twisted, animal-like nature.” He clicks the remote. The screen flickers to life—an image of a man, or something like one. His eyes are split—one blue, one white. His mouth jagged, overflowing with canines. “That,” Adrian says, “is the first face of the Megetsune. Possession.”

She continued: “So Dondus the owl told Desper the rat that the beastsss all rallied around the Great Mother of the Beasts. She of course was the strongest and fastest but she never leaves her cave beyond the river. She stays there with seven of the fiercest beasts to guard her all the time. Other beasts bring her food. She would of course be the hardest to kill especially with her guards protecting her but if she was killed, all of her children, the beastsss that is, would die. So is the magic of the creatures the owl told Desper. All of the beastsss draw their strength from their mother. She can tell when any one of them has been slain and can see through the eyes of any other beast. She is

''Dira, didn't you say women are very valuable, they will do anything to please women,'' said Andra, recalling the story about how women were treated. ''That's right Brother. But, they were predators who were unwilling to be subdued by those who were weaker. We are very precious women, especially women who become mates. We will share our souls with them. But, Brother, don't forget! They are possessive psychopaths. The higher their strength, the more they had to stay calm in order to restrain their beasts' souls from destroying their humanity. Ezra's mother and Freya's mother gave her warning to us, let alone me, since I have two *Sapphires as my spouses... Beast Humans uphold the ethics and

The priest begins to chant. He flings the water at me. “Cast out the spirit of rebellion!” he bellows. “Release this girl from the shadow of the beast!” I don’t scream. I throw my head back and laugh. It’s a hollow, terrifying sound that echoes off the walls. “The beast isn’t inside me, you idiots! He’s at the front door!” “Oh God,” Mom whispers, her voice trembling. “She’s really possessed.” She turns to Dad. “Do something.”

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.