Beastman Action Web Novels & Stories

Betrayed by the man she loved and discarded by the family who raised her, Kaelith’s world collapses in a single night beneath the cold moon of Varethis. Once believed to be Alpha Cassian’s destined Luna, she is nothing more than a servant-born girl with no awakened wolf in a world where power decides everything. When she discovers Cassian has secretly chosen her stepsister, Seraphine, for a political union, Kaelith is humiliated, replaced, and cast out without mercy. The love she trusted turns out to be a lie, and the future she believed in is nothing more than a carefully planned illusion. With nowhere left to go, she is forced into the streets—broken, abandoned, and unwanted. But in her deepest despair, something strange begins to awaken inside her… a silver force she cannot explain. Guided by her only friend, Lyra, Kaelith is pulled toward danger instead of safety and enters the forbidden Crimson Veil Gathering, a masked event filled with nobles, Alphas, and ancient bloodlines. Behind the mask, Kaelith must walk among those who destroyed her life, hiding her identity while something powerful begins to stir within her. She was once discarded as worthless. But the night is far from over. And Kaelith is no longer the girl they left behind.

The Red Mist was never supposed to reach the cities. When a weaponized genetic pathogen is unleashed, the world splits in two: the Elite Tier sealed inside concrete sanctuaries, and everyone else left outside to mutate into something that belongs in the deep ocean. Valerie Kane is a field medic with one fatal advantage. Her blood is the only sequence that can stabilize the virus. Her family sees it as a bargaining chip. They throw her to the infected to buy their own survival. She is pulled from the chaos by Commander Garrison Vance, the hard, territorial head of security, and the man whose heart she broke six months earlier for a political alliance she never wanted. The old government collapses. The city burns. And when Garrison is exposed to the pathogen, Valerie does the only thing she can. She drives an experimental stabilizer into his bloodstream and locks his mind inside a body that is no longer fully human. Gray-scaled. Stronger. Dangerous. Still him. Trapped together on a crumbling maritime fortress surrounded by a boiling red ocean, they are hunted by Valerie’s sister Cynthia, who has become something far worse than either of them. To survive, Valerie must take a high-stakes seat inside the Southern Fleet Command and force a vaccine into existence. Garrison holds the harbor gates with lethal precision. Bound by a dark, possessive chemistry and a shared refusal to die, they understand the truth too late. The old world is finished. The only territory left is the one they guard together.

“You are soft. I like these curves. No female in this realm has ever made me look twice the way you do. You tempt me.” Lyra stepped back. This time he allowed it. “For now,” he said softly. Lyra Kane thought she was joining a historic exchange program. Instead, she stepped into a world where women do not choose — they are chosen. From the moment High Lord Kaelith Vaelor laid eyes on her, the rules changed. He ignored protocol, dismissed his own court, and claimed the right to touch her without permission. In the Veil Realm, a male’s claim is final. Permanent. Absolute. This is a dark Sci-fi romance featuring a morally gray, dominant alien love interest and a human heroine navigating intense, high-stakes desire in an unfamiliar Realm. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

Long before Lycans and witches, the Belladonnas walked the earth. They were the source of every supernatural bloodline. Now, their story is just a whisper buried in old myths. Until the world shatters. Monsters tear the sky open. Creatures lose all control. Kingdoms collapse. The desperate fight for scraps, carving out brutal new factions wherever they can. In the middle of the chaos, Septa, a weakling, dies at the bottom of the food chain after being betrayed by those she once called family. But fate doesn't leave her buried. She wakes up in the past, memories of the world's end burning in her mind and a power in her veins she's never known before. This time, Septa plans her own survival. She hoards resources, builds her own faction, and trusts no one. Word spreads: kingdoms eye her with suspicion, conquerors see only an enemy. Men with power want her at their side. Rivals want her gone. And in the growing shadows, people whisper that maybe, just maybe, the Belladonna bloodline is not as dead as everyone thought. The end of the world didn't just unleash monsters. It woke the last Belladonna.