The Beast Within Novels & Stories

The disease had eaten her through and through and left it dark. Whatever life still harboured within this corpse creeped and crawled and dove into holes in flesh as they scrambled away to escape the light. A feeling like loss echoed in his chest as he nudged aside bits of pieces of guts while searching for parts that had been untouched. There were none. “Goddamn you woman.” If she was angered by the degradation of her body, this must be her revenge. Crouching low he reached for her femur only for the bone to shatter within the clutch of his grasp and form a chalky paste as he rubbed the contents between his fingers.

Beast That fucker will not give up, will he? I barely stopped myself from ripping Dan to pieces. But doing that would mean that I’m no better than the people working for HIM. I stay with Puppy, his nearness is the only thing that stops me from going back there and give into my inner monster. After all, I’m called Beast for a reason. Puppy seems to know exactly what I need because he takes me to the house and leaves me in the bedroom, getting next to me on the bed, snuggling his big head into my body.

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

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.

The sight of it stirred something primal within me, a force so ancient and raw that it threatened to consume my very being. I could feel the beast clawing at the edges of my consciousness, its hunger for dominance growing stronger with each passing moment. The rage that had been simmering beneath the surface erupted like a volcano, fueled by the loss of my beta and the eerie silence that enveloped Camille. My hands clenched into fists, nails digging into my palms as I fought against the impending transformation. But it was a battle I knew I could not win. The Beast within me had tasted my rage, and now it demanded control.

I can already picture it happening in my head. No no no! This isn't me! I shake my head and look away. What's the matter with me? I close my eyes and try to get Aurora back in her cage. She needs to go, I can't have her preying on my classmates. Go away! Go away! Please go away! It feels like I'm having an internal battle with my natural instincts. The human side of me or rather the nonhuman side is fighting with the hungry demon which lives inside of me.

K 18/9/2010 I feel alone. Papa is gone just like Milly and Mama was never there to begin with. I feel like everyone I care for is snatched away from me. Are you punishing me? I ask the luna every night just before the beast takes over. I don't know how long I can handle this. I don't think I am strong enough. I am always angry, uncle Gregory said I have gone mad. I think he is right. It's always there, breathing down my neck.. the dark traces of my personality wrapping its arms around me, telling me to let go. I can see the beast everytime I look into a mirror. Its silver eyes, my eyes, flash back at me as if to remind me who's in control. I can't control the beast anymore.

She cocked her head to the side with an evil grin on her face. "You look tired, Warrior. Didn’t you sleep well?” The woman asks, getting into my face. I scowled at her saying nothing. She slaps me across the face. “Saying nothing will not save you from your punishment, Damian. I’ll admit that you are strong both physically and mentally, but eventually you will break like everyone else.” I continue to just scowl at her. She turns her head to whistle for a torturer to come. “Let us see if you are strong after this.” She whispers in my ear. She crawls away back from where she came from. That’s when I notice thunderous footsteps approaching. A shadow comes in front of the sun, blocking it out. T

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

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."