The Noble Beast Novels & Stories

A sharp pain tore through my stomach, stealing my breath before I could even think. Just then, a sudden flurry of bird calls came from the outside, and a cascade of rainbow lights spilled across the sky. The gathered beasts stirred in awe. The royal physician yelled excitedly, "It's a good omen—a sacred beast is about to be born!" Father was overjoyed. After 10 thousand years, the beast clan would finally welcome a sacred beast. He ordered the royal physician to guard Rosalie and not to let anything happen to the sacred beast in her belly.

"And I think you're attracted to me too." The beast chuckled, a low rumble that resonated through me. "You're a bold one," it growled, its eyes flickering with a mix of amusement and desire. "Very well, little one." With a swift motion, the beast reached down and undid its belt, letting its pants fall to the ground. My eyes widened as I saw its massive cock spring free, standing tall and proud. It was thick and veiny, pulsing with a life of its own, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement and nervousness.

"Is that why you know so much about us?" "Partially. We've been watching your situation develop because your mate is particularly important." "Important how?" She sat in the chair across from me. "He's the Beast King, isn't he? Cursed by his former mate." My blood ran cold. We had never told anyone about the curse, about Elena, about any of it. "How do you know that?" "We see beyond what normal people see. We know he was cursed unfairly, for no reason other than spite and jealousy."

Vincent didn't even slap Eva when he was out for revenge because he didn't want to raise a hand on a woman, but Naomi just tested his last nerve. Vincent was a man who never tolerated disrespect and wouldn't leave anyone if they dared to disrespect him in any manner. It didn't matter if it was a woman or not. Vincent's beast was unleashed now and there was no one to calm his beast down. No one was even born to calm his inner beast, not until now, but maybe there was someone who could tame his beast and that's none other than his wife. Vincent needed her to calm him with her sweet scent and delicious neck was all he could think right now.

He made it a point to note that he needed to make her pay but for now, he had more pressing needs. No one knows what he was doing so they had no fucking right to blame him for anything. He needed to let his beast out. It needed fresh blood. The blood of the hag would have served as the best meal to his beast but he couldn't. Not that he cared about her four hundred lives but he had to keep the promise he made.

Mira and Nate are pleased to announce the birth of their son Tobias Lang. He had sent the antique silver rattle, a family heir-loom that should have been passed to his own first-born. A gesture that was meant to say to Nate that he was valued. That they were equals. He had hoped that with a woman like Mira at his side, with the birth of his son, Nate might have discovered an inner strength, self-confidence to finally realise that. Maybe he had, but his gift had been returned. The message was clear. Keep away. ‘I’m your Uncle Dan.’ He offered the child the ball and he descended another couple of steps until they were at the same eye level. Then, as he made a grab for the ball, he lost his bal

They were ready to begin the journey to changing history, even if it meant going through the Beast King himself. No one would stop them. "I hate to interrupt this beautiful moment but...its time, Calliope. The Beast King approaches." Kelsey stated, gesturing up at the sky that had begun to clear, showcasing the moon that was truly at its peak. She was right and they could all feel it as an incredibly powerful being slowly approached where they were. The Beast King Immortal was walking the mortal plane, returning to claim his bride... ***

I gasped, only having a moment to decide as I tucked my woman behind me, only managing to raise a hand to shield my face before the beast pounded into me with an ear-splitting snarl. “Hector!” Nola’s shrill scream seemed to come from somewhere around me as I struggled to my feet with the beast on top of me, pushing him away just in time for the right claw of his arm to come swinging again, catching me in the face. I turned to look at the blurry line of Nola’s bent back as she bent to snatch my sword from the floor. “Now!” I screamed, thinking quickly and bear-hugging the heaving beast, pushing him straight into the dagger point of the sword.

"Lot 005. Ladies and gentlemen." "Showing here." With a flash of light pouring on the stage, the audience saw a small cage. There was a little girl squatting on the floor. She was completely naked. Tears dried on her dirty face. Her hair was shining with scraps of light and her lips were red like blossoming cherry. Every piece of her skin was breath-taking. "Ooohoo!" Someone whistled with wicked smiles and uncovered lusts. "A perfect sex slave. Blood type AB- negative." The auctioneer seemed to be satisfied with their reaction. He raised up his jaw and looked around. Everyone's attention was caught by the beautiful little creature on the stage.

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.