Beast City Romane & Geschichten

He sniffs me. My stomach turns. I jerk away instinctively, my heart thundering. “Mmm,” he preys. “Fresh. Real fresh.” I freeze. My blood runs cold. I’ve heard about towns like this. Hidden pockets where the old rules hold fast. Where vampires and Werewolves still rule the shadows, and humans are watched like fresh cattle. In New York, we have codes, boundaries. Don’t talk to them. Don’t look them in the eye. Keep your head down.

“It’s the heart of Shifter City; I’ll take you there sometime soon. It’s a nice space to walk around, the most well-kept part of town.” That was a nice idea. Putting something in the center of the city, giving it a heart. I liked it. I sat on my ass on the edge of the old, faded asphalt. My booted-feet and legs met the dirt, but I didn’t mind. I was wearing gigantic riding pants, after all. And I’d slept outside in my furry form too many times to really care about getting dirty. “Is the heart of the city divided in two, between bears and cats?” I asked. From up high, I could see the river that divided the two parts of the area. Bears and all their supporters on one side, cats and their suppo

He is something old made new—fire and fang, moonlight and magic. I watch as he ascends marble steps to a raised platform at the heart of a great city I’ve never seen before. The architecture sings with a harmony of cultures: curved archways carved like dragon wings, high towers woven with vines and living flowers, and crystal lanterns pulsing with energy and light. The city is alive, breathing, a place that has no memory of war.

Way granted, I walked into the vampires den with my team in tow. The elevator ride to the penthouse was unnervingly silent, the hum of the machinery the only sound. When the doors opened, we were greeted by a lavish room bathed in dim light. Caesar, the Lord of Sterling City vampires, lounged on a throne-like chair at the far end, his sharp features accentuated by the flickering light of a nearby fire.

Wyatt The Beast blocked me out as I tried to force my way through the chaos of energy discharging throughout our territory. My panic and distress were nothing to him as he glanced over our shoulder, towards the island, towards Bri, before he pursued his trekking around the swamp. The boys whined in protest, Beau elicited a short-lived snarl before The Beast projected his aura forcing everyone to comply. Heads down, ears slack, tails tucked.

“I am a human, Charlotte. Just like you. I was taken captive by Lena a long time ago and I have had to live in this strange world since. I cannot remember much about my life before this place, where I come from or when i was taken” “What do you mean? What world?” I ask, my mouth half filled with food. Eleanor's gaze locks onto mine and I can see a depth of sadness and something else I cannot quite place my finger on. “ This world, Charlotte. The world of beasts. It exists alongside our human world but we are oblivious to it. It is invisible to those who climb the mountain. All they see are trees and rocks and the mist.” I try to wrap my head around what she is saying, but it is like trying t

' She pouts, I roll my eyes and sit down, already the vines are entwining my legs to keep me in place. The shadow is close and I can feel her gaze on me "Hey," "Hi, Anaiah," "Bored again today, I see," "Tell me about your city," Her enchanting voice asked. Has she never been to the city? Which part of the world do they belong to? "The Lycan City is humongous! It has over fifty developed packs in it with skyscrapers and huge bridges, lights that illuminate brighter like the stars, and even when it's dark you can't

“But I am clean, and if you say you are then I trust you.” Suddenly Mira noticed the limousine slowing and turning off the bridge and into the city of Seattle. Realizing they would reach their destination in a matter of minutes compelled her to be impulsive in a way she never had before, and she thrust down, feeling his every inch fill her, as she moaned in response.

*** The first thing that struck Beth was the utter lack of defenses. This couldn't possibly be Pandemonium. This couldn't possibly be a city full of people of all kinds, shifters and outcasts and humans all living in a strange anarchic harmony. How could such a place exist when they couldn't protect themselves from anything? No guards, no patrols, no watchtowers or sentinels on high stone walls... Just a towering city with brick buildings at least eight stories high, and there were metal buildings too with strange unflickering lights lining the street. What in hell? What was this place? It was like stepping into another world.

The beast groans, inducing terror in me, wrecking my cool. Why does he seem so curious?