Novel & Cerita The Beast's Possession

His beast resurfaced, an intimidation tactic. “Well, this is intriguing.” He eyed him up and down. “A deteriorating figure and the loss of vitality. I am familiar with it. It's the mark of a possessed individual.” He spoke low and slow. “Nonsense...” he tried to act cool, but the erratic beating of his heart said otherwise, failing to keep his composure. “You have come in contact with that witch, Melo. Am I right? You thought that you were her special friend, that she hadn't chosen to drain all your essence and kill you... She used you to attack my mate. Isn't that what she did in our past lives?”

Fenrir growled in a deeply layered human voice, clutching his massive skull with his shadow paws. Deep within the prison of the monstrous entity... another ancient soul was violently awakening. Orion gasped, his eyes wide with revelation as he stared at the beast. "The Beast... the Beast of the Eclipse isn't a creation at all... it is a possessed soul! It's Prince Caelan!" Nyxar's expression instantly darkened into a terrifying mask of fury. "Enough of this madness."

She succumbs and even holds onto me but that doesn't satisfy Aurora, who hasn't been able to feed in centuries. Even though Cassandra is willingly offering herself to me, it's not enough for the beast inside of me. I firmly hold Cassandra's head so that she has no chance of escaping me. I know this isn't for my benefit or satisfaction but I can't help but enjoy the euphoric feeling that comes with satisfying the soul of my dear friend, Aurora. It's somewhat addictive and I feel as though a deep neglected need inside of me is finally receiving the treatment it deserves. "Heaven." I hear Amelia's voice but the thing is, right now, I'm not exactly Heaven. "I think you have had enough."

Deep in the heart of the forest bordering his estate, Matthew is said to have summoned a huge black Beast to rid him of his black moods. Some versions of the legend cast the Beast as a denizen of Hell, others have it cross over from the lands of Faerie, but all of them agree that the creature feasted on the misery of men and women. Matthew most likely wanted it to consume his black moods so he could be done with them. The Beast, however, took far more than Matthew’s sadness, it also took his soul.

I can't imagine what those rascals will be doing to people now. I got home and found it difficult to sleep because of what I was thinking. After an hour.. I fell asleep unconsciously. Another location "The beast is not coming to save the people" A demon said as he deep his hand into a human chest, removed her heart and ate it, drinking the blood.

“My sweet beloved has died, getting rid of the elders who dared to take her.” Then, his wolf let out a loud painful howl in the air, snout up. Alex followed his father’s lead, and soon, the whole pack was howling, as if they felt their former leader’s anguish. “Easy,” he shrugged. “I want you to surrender.” I scoffed, even as my eyes filled with tears, “You’re despicable!” I began to chant soon after, making sure to keep him in my line of vision. I was chanting a forbidden spell. A spell I had found in the grimoire left behind by Camelia.

How she could tell them apart, she didn't know but she was certain of it. As it lunged at them once again, the beast behind them also leaped forward, even jumping over the girls. It's large canines sinking into the creature's neck and mercilessly ripped its head from the rest of its body. Black blood pooled under its feet. Some of it smeared on the beast’s white fur. But it's didn't mind. It slowly rose to its feet and launches at the other reatures, ripping them apart like they were nothing. As they watched this massacre going on, Alicia's legs gave in and she fell on her knees but Esme just couldn't take her eyes off the beats laying waste to creatures that they never stood a chance agains

Liam’s explanation made my frightful heart calm down a little. We returned to the books researching for another two hours before we began to calm down and mark out pages, the answers we were seeking were beginning to come forth. “I found something.” Lucas was the first to speak up. “What did you find?” His brother asked him, my attention was also drawn to it. “It says here that a black magician can use the body of a weaker wolf and use his body. However, the wolf must be alive unless the possession will not be complete or capable.” “A possession? So is it trying to say that it is the pale-faced man that took over Abel and we have not been dealing with Abel at all.” Liam analyzed.

“STOP!” “Then speak,” I ordered. Her eyes rolled back, her voice trembling violently. “I will talk. I will tell you everything.” I prepared to hear the location, but as soon as the words left her mouth, something changed. Her body began to jerk unnaturally. Her bones shifted underneath her skin. She bit into her own tongue until blood streamed down her chin. Words spilled out of her lips. Unknown. Barbaric. Inhuman. “She is being possessed,” Elder Balad murmured, slumping back away from her. “They know she is about to give them up.”

The Beast's eyes blazed with a fierce intensity, its gaze burning into my soul like a branding iron. I screamed, but my voice was drowned out by the Beast's deafening roar, a sound that shook the very foundations of the room. Its jaws opened wide, revealing rows of razor-sharp teeth, ready to deliver the final blow. I closed my eyes, waiting for the end, but it never came. Instead, the Beast's grip on my shoulders tightened, its claws digging deeper into my skin. I opened my eyes to find the Beast's face inches from mine, its eyes blazing with a fierce hunger. Its hot breath washed over me, making my skin crawl. …