Animal Novel Novels & Stories

The ground shook, getting stronger and stronger, and gave out a strong cracking sound. The moment the beast stamped one foot, the ground split open and scared the other party so they ran headlong. Iris stared at the animal as if accusingly. The sacred animals too, except for Kaia who stroked the animal's dense fur gently. "Call me Cibera," said the animal. Kaia was surprised, this animal means it is an immortal animal because it can talk. Oh! For the sake of what?! Meanwhile, on the other side of the Earth, a man is painting an animal that has been refusing to stay still. His paintings are ugly, shapeless, and not fit for display. I don't know what the man was thinking.

‘How would I know a cute rabbit could be that fierce’ ivory responded angrily. Anita threw two books at ivory which she caught. ‘Why are you giving me these’ ivory asks. ‘Since you don’t want my help you should at least know how help yourself…one book contains details about animals in this world while the other is a technique book’. Ivory looks at the technique book ‘ice dome…I could learn this at the library’. ‘How many times do I have to tell you, my stuffs aren’t ordinary…that ice dome has the ability to protect the user and whoever is inside an…’

Though it’s likely to see a werecreature whose emotions are heightened to lose control and transform. What most human fictional stories tend to miss is our origin. We are derived from powerful beasts known as the forbidden animals. The forbidden animals resemble the average lion, panther, wolf, and hyena, among other members of the animal species. But these creatures are at least three times their size, move in flashing speed, and are immeasurably more powerful than the average wildlife in the animal kingdom.

Wild got a new read today. The Incredible Journey is what it was called, and it was the story of two dogs and a cat trying to go home to their humans by crossing the Himalayan mountains. They faced many dangers and hardships, but eventually, they got home. It was a heartwarming story that Wild enjoyed while he waited for Elaine and Jon to get back to the facility. It was nothing like Call of the Wild or White Fang, but the kinship was much appreciated, so he liked it. It reminded him of his own kin that he was going to save, one way or another.

Surely there's a better word? All animals have them... Canine, feline, bovine... Porcine, caprine, ovine... Aquiline... Must be something for rats... The human race has been dealing with them longer than anything else... ... you'd think... Elephantine... Giraffine... Galline... Lapine... Meline... Mephitine... Microtine... Milvine... Badgers, skunks, lemmings, kites... All got a fucking word...

Caleb said, his voice animated and enthusiastic. “Really? I didn't know that you had a thing for animals," she said, her surprise evident. “Well, I do. You know, animals, especially mammals, communicate, interact, fight, and reconcile. They have friends, even friends amongst friends, yes, I mean best friends. Also, enemies, the worst kind. They mourn their dead and, according to some philosophers and historians, some even meditate like some form of prayer," Caleb said, his fascination with the animal world evident.

The two could see the anger in Vince's eyes as he stared at the two things and how his hand on his desk turned into a fist. “Beast if I may correct,” Clyne said breaking the silence. Vince frowned as he faced Clyne. “What's the difference?” he asked annoyed. Clyne let out a sigh. “Animals are like dogs, cats, rats and whatever else we see but these beasts are very different from animals Vince. They are even called tailed beasts because they have different numbers.” “I don't care anymore,” Vince replied. “As long as it's important I have to find that animal... or that beast, whatever you called it.”

I shouted at his retreating form. I leaned back in my chair and sighed as my eyes perused the many plaques of achievements and framed pictures of my family, animals, and signed movie posters on the walls. My eyes shifted towards my multiple degrees ranging from Biochemistry, Zoology, and finally, my Doctorate in Veterinary Medicine. My brother and I were raised our entire lives with animals because our family owned a prosperous ranch for several generations. It was only natural we would open our own veterinary practice. Michael’s specialty lied in livestock. He would travel to local farms and ranches providing preventative and emergency care to livestock while I stayed in the office and care

Abigail felt something big was going to happen but she held it back. He sailed the boat to a forest. The forest was dense. There were birds animals and many things. She wondered how could this thing happen in a small forest. “Why are there so many animals here?” she asked. She could see rabbits jumping here and there. She could also see a few other animals. But they all are herbivores, not carnivores or omnivoreses. But if someone comes for hunting these poor little beings would be wiped out. “Would these things be fine in a forest like this? Wouldn’t it endanger their lives?” Abigail asked.

“I don’t know. Daddy says they protect the city, but I don’t see how. They never do anything.” My finger stopped on a worn out book. The faded writing on the spine said Beasts Of The Wild. I pulled it out and flipped it open in the middle. There was a drawing of a yeti-looking creature called a yowg. The description gave details of height, size and hair colour. Dietary information and habitats were also included. I flicked through more pages and found more creatures, some of which I was familiar with. The names, at least. Unfortunately, the book wasn’t organised into alphabetical order, so I had to search a number of pages before I found what I was looking for: Mouse King.