The Beast Tamed By The Villainess Spoiler นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Students pick up weapons; some others strike a fighting position in wait for the beast. The beast hits his hands against his chest to spur him up and lets out an intimidating growl. He jumps around, scanning the hall for its next victim, but the moderator doesn't allow the hunt succeed. He simply swings a chain around the beast's neck, it struggles. As the chain tightens, the beast's growls turns into gurgles. Its form shifts into an unconscious boy lying on the floor. "I captured the shadow beast, so you both failed." Selene gets on her feet. "It's the bitch's fault. I could have done a clean job alone."

He was wondering if Alpha Lachlan got him fully controlled. Just when Theo was about to resume torturing Maridelle, Beast blocked his way. The moment Beast did it, Theo moved back, eyes wide open. “Wh-what are you doing?” Fear is enveloping his voice. Beast growled at them. His wolf went wild with eyes glaring hinting that he is ready to shred them into pieces if they hurt her again.

“You will be going to Hell with me, pretty one. Let’s enjoy this time.” The growl could be heard again and Belle finally saw the large creature hissing from the woods. It appeared like a leopard with black soft fur. The beast was elegant as it padded its way toward them but the gaze was filled with so much bloodlust and violence that if Belle wasn’t standing next to Leon, it would have come after her. “Go,” Leon ordered and the beast pounced it large jagged teeth toward the creature, biting off its hand and munching delight on the flesh and blood it received.

“There’s a rumor that says Alpha Lozark brought him from a foreign land but that's beyond impossible. How could he have managed to get him here? Which transport?” “The beast resembles a wolf but a little different.” My lips mumble. “A guard said it was Sheena who tamed the beast. Is it believable?” Dalia furrows her brows, narrowing her eyes at the beast. “He is a cursed one.” Tessa joins our conversation, holding a tray of drinks. “What?” Dalia and I speak together. “A few nights ago, I saw a cursed one transforming into his wolf, and he looked exactly like this. A beast.” “Who was it?” Dalia inquires.

But the wolf was far more stronger than I had anticipated and I was cornered. I could hear the men cheering from their seats. Just as the beast was about to bite down on my head, I grabbed a large bone from beside me and rammed its sharp end into the beast’s chest. The beast let out a wounded sound before collapsing in pain. It took a moment for me to realize it but I had won. The beast slowly began to morph into its human form. There in the sand, bleeding to death, was a young girl not much older than myself. I quickly reached for a worn cloak from a pile of bones and used it to cover her naked body.

“Y-you! The b-b-boss wants y-you back. He g-gave us an or-order to get his b-b-beast back. He wants to cont-continue his-” “How many?!” She interrupts him mid-sentence. How many what? “Too many. Even for YOU.” He tells her, grinning proudly, suddenly not afraid. “We’ll see about that.” She says with a sinister look on her face that almost scares me as she lets go of him, making his body fall to the ground with a loud thud, as he gasps for air. “You belong to him! And he will get you back, Beast! You know he will!” are his last words before something in my mate seems to snap. With quick and precise moves she gets hold of the rogue’s head and snaps his neck, killing him instantly.

She turned to Titus, “Treat the beast first. I’m planning something.” Fedel, having learned some little healing spells, tried to heal the beast and in no time the beast was jumping around, happy. He licked Lady Vienna and Vienna just chuckled. Raziel scrunched in disgust, “I don’t like him licking your face.” “Awe, c’mon, isn’t Valen adorable? I always wanted a pet.” She said, petting the beast’s head. Raziel looked at her incredulously, “Valen? Did you just name this beast? And you’re making him a pet?”

The Beast peeled itself out of him—vast, towering, a creature of fur and fang and molten gold eyes. It was him, yet not him. His own face stretched into a wolf’s snarl, his scars turned to ridges of bone, his strength given form. “You called,” the Beast rumbled. Its voice shook the chapel, though no ears but his could hear it. “You tasted what I gave you. You won. And you want to win again.” Maxim forced himself to meet those golden eyes. “I want the Vale saved.” “Saved?” The Beast’s laugh was a growl. “You mean ruled. Dominated. Protected by fear. You think Ruby’s fire will be stopped by mercy? No—fang stops flame. I stop her. Let me rule, and the Vale will kneel.”

"How should I punish your bad behavior?" Claude crossed his arms and smirked. Flora was still gasping for air. "Do you have a suggestion?" Instead of being an intelligent girl and trying to communicate with the Beast, Flora tried to run again as soon as she caught her breath back. The Beast giggled like a madman and then purchased her again like a psycho hunter. He caught her first by the hair. Then he took her arm instead after hearing her high-pitched scream.

Her cheeks flushed pink, and I could smell the arousal of her soaked pussy flowing in through my nostrils and filling up my lungs. My lips hovered over hers as I spoke. "You think you got me all figured out, don't you? Some folks say that I'm a reasonable guy, just as some call me the devil. Believe every one of them because I act accordingly. I will destroy you in the most brutal yet beautiful way, and when I'm done, you'll understand why they named me The Beast." Gia's eyes flickered like candles at night, full of passion and desire. Her rapid pulse had nothing to do with fear; she craved my touch, wanting me to fulfil my promise. A teasing smile danced across her lips, daring me to contin