Novel & Cerita The Beast's Possession

Kiema said, patting Kord's arm braced over her front. "The Beast. It comes," Alok said, his pale blue eyebrows dipped low over his tricolored eyes. "Right, yes. You've mentioned. What is the beast and why should I care?" Kiema asked. The group of Wardens jerked back as if Kiema had punched them in the bellies. "The Beast is the natural apex predator of all magical kind. It is the antithesis to any Prime or Prime descendant."

’ Inigo retorted. Beast ignored him like always. He stayed hidden around the pack to note down the security of the pack. The timing of when and who stepped out of the pack on a regular, weekly, or monthly basis. Unlike vampires, he didn’t have just one power in him; he could become invisible, take anyone’s shape and size, and read the minds of the people. Elder Ozul kind of assumed that this was the result of getting raped by multiple vampires, but at the same time, he couldn’t share this news with Beast.

The elders nodded but the fear remained in their eyes as they watched their King slowly slip away and the unholy monster begin to take his place. Jessebelle raised her well trimmed eyebrow and asked, "Who is her?" her face turned down in a frown. The king sighed, having no patience for the vexing woman beside him. And all of a sudden, like a wave it hit him... The sensation of his mates blood being drawn. Any control he had of his beast was gone as in the next few seconds he had trasformed completely with low growl. The elders all stood up and stepped back as the beast ran through the room and out of the meeting hall. Jessebelle stood up her eyes wide with fear and confusion before her knees

The beast chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent a thrill through me. "Good girl," it growled, its hands tightening on my hips as it continued to thrust into me, its cock filling me completely with each powerful stroke. The beast's hand wrapped around my neck, its grip firm but gentle as it tilted my head back to expose my throat. Its golden eyes locked onto mine, and it began to move faster, its hips thrusting with a newfound urgency. I gasped, my body trembling as the beast's cock pounded into me, its thrusts deep and relentless, its breath hot on my ear as it whispered, "You're mine now."

he assured her. Lola instantly relaxed after hearing his words. "Is he alright? I thought I must have killed him with a single push" she muttered. Lucas's eyes became dark, as his beast came to the forefront of his mind. 'She is ours. How dare he touch her' his beast announced possessively. Lucas agreed with his beast, even though he is not understanding why he couldn't imagine anyone touching her. They are not in any kind of relationship, but he cannot ignore the possessiveness that is burning inside his heart like a wildfire.

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 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

"Let’s just say we have a common enemy. And I’ve got the resources to take him out. All I need is your cooperation." Jake hesitated for only a moment before nodding. "I’m in." As they shook hands, a small part of Jake wondered if he had just made a deal with the devil. But it didn’t matter. All he cared about was Sofia. And he’d do whatever it took to get her back. Back at the Blackwood Estate I stood in front of the mirror, my fingers tracing the crescent moon on my hip, my mind spinning with the prophecy I had just read. A Beast-Bride. A mark of destiny.

The pleasant evening breeze or the mixed scent of flowers it carried didn’t hold their attention. Giselle tried to feel the bond and failed. She’d been trying for the past few weeks. “Antonio, what happens after the first shift?” She asked, curious to figure out her son’s situation. “The beast is like an entirely different personality which lives inside you. The first time it shows up it is really hard to cling to your sanity, the beast thirsts for blood and meat. It will hunt and destroy anything in its path.” Antonio sighed as he recalled his first shift.

He whispers, planting a kiss on my hair, and burying his face in them after, snapping me from my icy state. But now I think I am dreaming! This ought to be a dream, really! An invalid dream for that matter, because Ajay a.k.a the vicious monster can never behave this way! Never! Not now and not even in the afterlife. I would love nothing more than to push his giant unnerving body from me and leave this place, but given the way he is possessing me, any attempt will only be a waste of energy! He is nearly hanging tight on me, as if all his life is banked on me. Hell, how bizarre can this ever get?