The Beast Within Novel Manga Novels & Stories

but what? Calliope mused silently, allowing him to pull her through the threshold and into her new home. She was alert, however, and read for whatever was to come. This was her chance to employ her training and see whether the Beast King Immortal was everything they said he was and more... ***

"That's because you stole the radiance and beauty of the six moons, Annabelle." She didn't know what to say as she wasn't expecting him to say such sophisticated things which would make her heart flutter. "Thank you…Umm… but in the book," she pointed at the page, "The people hurled their weapons aimed at the beast with all their might. A serpent which lives beneath the sea known as the BAKUNAWA," she read from the page before turning to him with raised eyebrows before she continued reading, "So they made a harsh discordant mixture, frightening the monster away," she read before placing the book on the bed.

“It’s the Beast…” Mongolia’s face went pale, everyone was silent. And then little by little, they heard rushing steps. A villager screamed, one by one, they flew across, being tossed out of the way, their bones broken in the process. The Shaman turned back to Accashia, pulling out the knife from her back. The beast breaks all possible bones of the villager's bodies by tossing them around. Another howl, and a tall man appeared. Red eyes, sharp claws. Long fangs and long silver white hair.

He did not stop. The Beast did not shift into his full Lycan form this time... he fought as a man possessed by a demon, his bare hands ripping through flesh and bone, his silver eyes blazing through the flying blood and snow. He tore a machete from a rogue’s grip and drove it through the man’s chest, turning in the same breath to catch another attacker by the jaw, snapping the bone with a sharp, brutal twist. He was a hurricane of muscle and slaughter, keeping his body positioned between me and every bullet, every blade, every claw that entered the gorge.

This time it felt so different, I could feel myself in total control, the Negalia symbol didn't gain control over me, I was in total control, I felt powerful, I felt strange as my body radiated an unearthly aura, the aura caused tumor in the sky as the mountain rumbled, my eyes took a deep shade of White as my hair's turned white, my muscles ripped and expanded, spreading through my entire body, my clothes tore apart as they couldn't contain my size, the ground reverberated and splitted as an axe whose aura was intimidating slowly rise from the ground and landed safely on my hands, I watched Manga opened her mouth wide as she witnessed a terrifying scene "No!!!!!!" James roared "Calm down my

"It's Vee's spirit beast. She truly has divine protection..." Before she could finish, she saw the messy words written in blood on the note: [Mother, come save me quickly. They're going to skin me alive.] I saw those words as well and felt helpless. Victoria had thought that she could pit the beastmen against each other, but she had bitten off more than she could chew. It seemed her recent experience was comparable to mine from my previous life. Mother was terrified and immediately followed the spirit beast out to rescue Victoria. However, she suddenly thought of me and grabbed my hand tightly.

It wasn't supposed to even exist. The Beast towered over everything on the battlefield—taller than the castle walls, wider than ten men standing shoulder to shoulder. Its form shifted constantly like smoke given terrible substance, sometimes appearing wolf-like with too many legs, sometimes almost human but grotesquely elongated, sometimes just a writhing mass of pure shadow. Hundreds of purple eyes opened and closed across its surface, each one fixing on Lyra's position with unmistakable intent. "Moon Goddess protect us," someone whispered beside me.

She growled like a hungry beast, her beauty nothing but an outwards appearance that failed to reflect the image within. “She has changed,” Mane grimly stated. He could feel Camila’s aura gradually growing stronger. Even worse, the aura that seemed humanlike was slowly growing into the aura of a Battle Beast! No person was capable of this: perfectly embodying the aura of a beast. One could mimic it, but one will never get the full effects of perfectly copying the aura.

The details were stunning, so intricate and rich. Kiema gasped as she reached out a hand to trace the figures on the page. Lions, wolves, other big cats I couldn't name, dragons, rats or rodents, bears, tigers. Each was beautifully rendered. One of the pages was broken up into cells or frames. A man stood tall in the first frame. In the second, he appeared next to a tall spirit of some kind. The spirit joined with the man in the third frame. The man fell, his face distorted in agony as something pushed from his stomach. In the fifth frame, the man was partially beast, but his expression had changed from pain to pleasure. The last frame the man was gone, except for the shape of his eyes. The

The illusion had blinded me, deluded me to forget that the man pressing me against the wall now, my savior and my god, was a real beast. But it was too late. I had begged him to fuck me, blessing me with his semen like a whore, crying for getting harder strokes. When I finally retrieved a bit of my sanity, I was clinging over the sink, my fingers curling around the cold basin for support and my back was pressed against his hot chest.. His huge cock thrust deeply inside my body from the back, dense kisses being placed on my neck and back like heavy rains. Electricity washed over my body again and again, pushing me hard to the sea of ecstasy.