Apocalyptic Beast Novels & Stories

Every nightmare. Apophis, god of chaos. Lilith, the original she-demon. The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. Whiro, god of darkness. Lamashtu, child-devouring Mesopotamian terror. Gods. Demons. Monsters. Twisted relics of faith. The sheer evil in this room chokes the air, and if we had lungs, I doubt we could breathe. Loviatar hasn’t told us why we’re here. Just that this “meeting” will help restore our strength. She promised vengeance. I believed her.

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. ***

he shouts as he turns back to us and a crazy smile pulls across his face. "What," Dom snarls as an alarm begins to blare. Metal shutters begin to slam closed over windows and doors in every direction. Beeping begins to omit from the wall around the city. "CITIZENS OF PLECK. BEASTS HAVE RETURNED TO THE CITY CLAIMING ON OF US IS MATED TO THEM. STAY INSIDE YOUR HOMES. WE WILL NOT ALLOW THEM TO BULLY US, " a voice says over the loud speakers rigged on the lamp posts all over the smaller city.

Then he heard it—a deep, rapid rumble, as though something massive was barreling through a tunnel straight toward him. He pulled out his phone and angled the screen as a mirror. The reflection made his pupils contract. A gigantic black mass was bearing down on him. "What the hell is that?" The spiked sphere hurtled closer, far larger than his mind wanted to accept. Keegan dropped low and shot sideways. Buttercup slammed into the spot where he had been and carved a trench several feet deep through the packed snow as if it were loose soil. Keegan exhaled sharply. The black sphere stopped and unfurled in front of him. The rolling mass rose and expanded into a towering black beast, spikes flarin

Iris. Lightning. Blinding lightning cracks across the sky, and that’s when I see it. A monstrosity. A towering werewolf, drenched in rain, muscles taut and rippling with barely restrained rage. Each limb looks sculpted for violence. Its fur is slick, dark, and matted from blood and storm. Its breath steams in the cold air. Plumes spiral around its snout. Its eyes, blazing gold. My heart stops. God… I just fell into another creature’s war. All of them, beasts of the moon. Beasts of the night. Oh no!

in the Bible) -Drag over the target and fix its shape before amplifying the resonance, turning matter into ash The Beast machine is presented as a technology to create a frequency fence or grid, around universal stargate 6 (Sirius B), phantom stargate 6 (Sirius A) and stargate 6 Wesedak Apollyon, this is where it appears Apollo in Greek mythology. The Beast was designed to draw life energy from our temporary matrix into the wesedak, completely down the hole, which represents 2 billion years that we have been fed by its black hole, trying to prevent its own implosion as a supernova. This is the true meaning behind the Beast and the 666 references that the Bible alludes to. When the "final co

PROJECT CERBERUS OBJECTIVE: CREATE CONTROLLABLE INFECTED COMBAT UNITS. The room exploded with reactions. "What?" "You're kidding." "No way." Aaron continued reading. His expression grew darker with every line. Someone had tried to weaponize the infection. Even after civilization collapsed. Even after millions died. Someone continued experimenting. Marcus looked disgusted. "Who does that?" Natasha already knew. The same kind of people who caused the outbreak. Greedy people. Powerful people. People who thought they could control monsters. A sudden movement interrupted everyone. Silas reacted first. "Contact!"

“Every member of the Secret Abode swore an oath with both their wolf and their true soul to the Sacred Order. Their lives are pledged in allegiance to our cause… and to you.” His conviction left no room for doubt. “Then how do we explain the attack?” I questioned. “The Abyssal Beasts are creatures born from darkness,” Karl explained patiently. “They dwell within the Void and possess the ability to travel through spatial fissures and shadows.” A gasp escaped my lips. “Does that mean… they can appear anywhere?” “Theoretically… could they simply invade a pack and slaughter everyone?” The mere image sent a chill crawling down my spine. I imagined entire villages drenched in blood before anyone e

I remembered the first day of the apocalypse when cities turned into hell on earth as the streets filled with screams and blood. I remembered the countless deaths I'd seen over the last three years. The elderly, the children, my comrades, and those strangers. I remembered the people who were killed by their loved ones because of infection, and those who turned into zombies in the depths of despair. "I'll do it," I said. Uriah was so ecstatic that he almost jumped out of his chair. Iris merely nodded, as if she had expected my answer all along. In the days that followed, I became the research center's most special "guest".

Fenrir growled in a deeply layered human voice, clutching his massive skull with his shadow paws. Deep within the prison of the monstrous entity... another ancient soul was violently awakening. Orion gasped, his eyes wide with revelation as he stared at the beast. "The Beast... the Beast of the Eclipse isn't a creation at all... it is a possessed soul! It's Prince Caelan!" Nyxar's expression instantly darkened into a terrifying mask of fury. "Enough of this madness."