Mag-log inStory is updated on Fridays. Powers. Powers like none before him. He was born with the capacity to wreck all the worlds. Or to save them. His mother gave her life to save him from the man who would use his powers to gain control over the worlds and annihilate other species. He was sent through The Portal of Worlds to Earth for him to be safe until he came of age, but the price was to not understand who he was and his purpose for living before he unlocked his memories. Consumed by his uncontrollable powers his massacres were cruel and merciless. They called him The Hellbeast. Growing up he had nobody. All he wanted was to fit in and find his place in life. But who would befriend a killer like The Hellbeast? Who could love a monster? Disclaimer: Strong language. Explicit sexual content. Graphic violence. Read at your own discretion
view more“Where are you going?” Roma was yelling at her when she tried to leave the dance floor.“There’s this guy,” Santine said truthfully. “He offered me a drink it looked like.” No way she was going to tell Roma of all people she had met her mate. Not yet. It was not even certain he would want her when he found out who she was. He was a wolf, but she got nothing from him other than a strange aura of control and dominance but not as she normally would from other Alphas. Nothing said he would be ok with h
The club Roma had chosen was big and loud, but they all seemed to have fun. Roma had invited 8 of her school friends, some from the pack some ordinary humans. Santine and a few of the pack guardians along with Morgana and Rosemary were with them just in case. But they kept aside to leave the youngsters to have fun. They were not that out of touch with being young, no matter what Roma thought, they all wished for Roma to have a great evening of fun, and still be protected.“Are you enjoying yourself? Ace, her Gamma and the oldest of the gua
“Are you going to wear that?” Roma had come into Santine’s bedroom and was critically assessing the blue dress Santine had chosen to wear for their night out.“Well, yes? What’s wrong with it?”Santine looked at herself in the mirror, she looked nice. Her hair was in a messy bun and she had on moderate make-up and low-heeled sandals. The dress was cute. A pale blue with thin straps. It showed a bit of breast and hip but was not skanky.
Jax had finished off another group of rogues, this time he had taken a prisoner he had thrown in a cell in his basement. He had listened in on the pack communication during their interrogations of the prisoners they had caught the week before, they had not really led to any useful information other than something was coming. If he had been there, he would have been able to read their minds and maybe get some information.He wanted to get more answers, he himself did not even know what was going on, and not knowing drove him mad.