The Beast Within Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

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."

She sings, "My dreamer of dreams, where will you dwell? Will you make your bed in heaven? Or will you stay in hell? Will you meet your maker or remain the co-creator? My dreamer, deep dreamer, make your presence known." The earth starts rumbling beneath me. The entire island quakes. I hear cows mooing and dogs barking. My entire body trembles as I repeat my mother's chant. My back splits open as the beast begins to rise. The baby begins to cry, and I open my eyes. Seeing my monstrous form, he squeals in terror. While he cries and cries, I look deep inside his soul. The two of us become one, and I consume him whole. Mrs. Dotson says, "That's all for today."

She couldn't believe that she was thinking like this about her friend! But then again she could. She remembered being cradled in his arms half in and out of consciousness and some man had called him Beast. He'd said "Beast take care of her", or something in that vein. Ashleigh stared grimly into space. Once upon a time she only cared about how someone looked, how good she looked, how good they looked together. Ashleigh knew the truth; when it was all said and done it wasn't Christopher who was the Beast, it was her.

He howled, jerking back, and I rolled free, gasping for breath. “This isn’t for me,” I rasped, staggering to my feet. My vision blurred, but I held his gaze with burning hatred. “This is for Damian. For his mother. For everything you stole.” He charged again, and this time, I didn’t hesitate. I let the beast inside me take over, my fangs sinking deep into his chest, piercing flesh and bone until I felt the vile rhythm of his heart beating against my tongue. His roar turned to a gurgle, his eyes wide with shock as I bit down harder, tearing free with a spray of blood.

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

“Who said you don’t have beast? We are born with it. It’s just sleeping inside you. Call for him. Draw in is strength.” Aluxious’ lashes flickered. I can’t die. His heart raced again. Beast…I need you. He never had to try this before because the training never hurt this bad. Beast… Nothing happened. His breath heaved. Beast…I need your strength. His heart slowed, growing weaker by the second. Bea… The next time Aluxious blinked his eyes open, he was still in the same position. The shroud of darkness lifted from his gaze and he could see clearly through the dark. His heart banged against his ribs.

' Sighing, I opened the page, where I left off from. "Ha!" exclaimed Beauty, almost angrily, "know that I would lay down my life to save his, and that this Monster, who is only one in form, has a heart so humane that he should not be persecuted for a deformity which he refrains from rendering more hideous by his actions. I will not repay his kindness with such black ingratitude." I squinted my eyes, feeling the headache getting to me. Maybe it was not a good idea to read books now. I closed the book and kept it on the nightstand.

’ he thought. “I asked you, how did you find me?” he asked her firmly, trying to dominate the conversation. In the past, everyone he talked to powered their head in respect and no one dared to look into his eyes. But this human girl was different. She stared right into his eyes and beamed like he was nothing. “I was chasing a rabbit and stumbled into a scary large cave,” she answered shortly. “You merely stumbled?” he asked, “while chasing a rabbit?” The girl nodded. “Are you a criminal or someone scary? Why’d they chain you into that cave?”

His heart was frozen, filled with tar. He was a Beast. And nothing would change him. He was a skilled manipulator. One that made you doubt yourself. More than physical torture, he aimed for mental one. A part of me was worried. Even scared for this man with warm eyes. He looked like he hadn’t faced the darkness of this world. Like he wasn’t tainted with the filth I was sinking deep in. For some reason, I wanted to keep it that way. ***

I continued, "but the beast isn't a monster. He's a kind and gentle soul who's been cursed by the Goddess. As I yelled, a loud yell could be heard from inside the castle, causing the people to stare in fear. I watched as they gazed up, and I saw the beast emerge from his castle and start walking towards us. The men around me were freaking out, but I stood still, unable to look away from the creature's approach. I could sense the sadness in his eyes as he looked at me.