The Beast Within The Greenhouse Novels & Stories

Finally, they quickly turned into a pool of blood. The speed was shocking. Everyone walked over. Standing in front of the greenhouse, Gu Xi pushed the door gently open. Everyone looked at each other and did not expect it to be so simple. Xing Beiyan led the way in. The glass containers inside were full of grass with lush leaves. This must be the so-called Soul Revival Grass. Everyone's expressions relaxed slightly. They didn't expect to get it so easily. "Yan!" But right at this moment, a clear female voice sounded.

The elders nodded but the fear remained in their eyes as they watched their King slowly slip away and the unholy monster begin to take his place. Jessebelle raised her well trimmed eyebrow and asked, "Who is her?" her face turned down in a frown. The king sighed, having no patience for the vexing woman beside him. And all of a sudden, like a wave it hit him... The sensation of his mates blood being drawn. Any control he had of his beast was gone as in the next few seconds he had trasformed completely with low growl. The elders all stood up and stepped back as the beast ran through the room and out of the meeting hall. Jessebelle stood up her eyes wide with fear and confusion before her knees

Xavier's POV I had just reached home. As I entered the house, everyone either scurried away or bow their head at me in fear. Everyone knows the monster has awakened. Growls left my lips as I sped my way up to mine and Bella's room. As I enter the room her scent feels up my nostrils calming me up a bit. But as I took in the sight in front of me, I started to growl. It was as if there was a struggle. Things were messed up.

It is the wrong season,’ I replied. The moment I stepped through the entrance, I saw the rose bushes. They were full and open despite the cold. How was that possible? ‘There is something on them,’ my wolf added. ‘A fertilizer, or a potion maybe. Something was used to bring them out early.’ I looked at them for a moment longer before continuing down the path. At the far end of the garden stood the central greenhouse. The glass was fogged slightly from the warmth inside. I pushed the door open and stepped in.

My greenhouse had been a gift from my father before he truly began to distance himself from the family and really life itself. Looking around, the place was covered in old, rumpled boxes, glass beakers, and burners. Several racks of glass test tubes lined the overhanging shelves. My heart caught in my throat. Isabella had turned my beloved greenhouse into an evil Chem. lab for her murderous plans. Clearly, the psychopath had been going at this for a while. It made me easily wonder how many trials she’d gone through in order to get it right. “And here I thought Isabella was clear-headed as her daughter,” Alexander commented.

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

I didn’t care, but I didn’t want the locals trigger-happy and putting down innocent animals. The moon hung high and full overhead. Two women ran along the trail with LED running lights around their upper arms and they both gasped when I passed them. I hid my speed as much as I dared. Let them think what they wanted. Like I could be an Olympian runner. I didn’t care. I needed to find that omega. Her honeysuckle and light cinnamon scent drifted on the wind like a thread among the pollution of the city. I quickened my steps and I didn’t care who saw me. The urge to find her squeezed my chest until I felt like I couldn’t take in enough air.

Furrowing her brow she continued moving towards the exit. Blinding sunlight attacked her eyes causing her to use one hand to block the onslaught. She found herself standing in the middle of what could only be compared to a much too large greenhouse. Vines with roses snaked along an arch that marked the entrance to the greenhouse itself. Large trees filled with various fruits grew along the sides of a cobblestone path. Many flowers of different sizes and colors covered the grounds beyond the path up to the glass walls of the building. Every other panel of the walls held stained glass murals portraying each creature in existence that reflected vivid colors around the area giving it a techn

Because the second I stepped into the courtyard, I caught sight of Elias sprinting toward me, hair wild, his robes half-buttoned, and his expression pale and furious. “Greenhouse. Now.” That was all he said before whirling around and taking off again. My stomach sank. I followed. The Everly Greenhouse had always been one of the more peaceful corners of campus. Built into the southern slope of the gardens, the stone walls were veined with flowering vines and enchanted glass that adjusted to the magical flora inside. But as I stepped through the gate behind Elias, that peace shattered. Nora stood near the side wall with Lucien and Caelum flanking her like shadows. She didn’t look at me when I

“If there’s more information, I highly doubt Gemma, or our cousin, would have sent us off without it. Think about it.” Hugo struggled with his frustration. The small buildings were hard to locate. Though they’d been easy to deal with. The greenhouse, however, shocked him. The greenhouse stood large and possessed several rooms. Each room, though overrun with plants that were overgrown or dead, functioned still. Even with broken windows and missing panes of glass. He needed to ward every window individually, one by one. No easy feat with broken glass, iffy lighting, and a fear of attack. The greenhouse lay in a shadowy grunge and Fear Mongers may use something like that to hide in if they felt