Apocalyptic Beast Novels & Stories

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!

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."

Feel my wrath you human scum Paimon is vexed by Elijah’s antics and immediately sets off to punishing him, putting his palm down he summons a hellish beast with three heads and nine tails, it looked like a dog but much more ferocious and deadly with black fur and red irises the beast towered over Elijah at a whooping ten meters, it’s roar sent massive shock waves from where they stood to the church, disrupting the battle taking place in front of the church building PAIMON : Hell summons : Cerberus… Now I’ll show you the real power of an archdemon ELIJAH : This is gonna end badly if we keep on fighting here, I need to take this fight elsewhere now ( muttering to himself) PAIMON : Come at me b

If she were to be reborn before the apocalypse, she would blow her brains out after killing her entire family. If she met a dashing hero, she would kill him in his sleep and eat his crystal to gain his powers. Which sane person will suffer the apocalypse all the way through ? once in her life is more than enough. She is amazed at the tenacity of these heroes Every time she read these novels. It must be said at this point, Yanlong is a hypocrite. She stole and learnt all lower level blueprints for the after apocalypse technology. Why can she steal? She’s a low level clerk, who is bound to the building she is in.

She spun around quickly, crossing her arms protectively over her exposed chest. “I…I’m sorry…I got worried—I’m sorry,” Evan apologized. “Wow,” He repeated under his breath. He ran a shaky hand through his thick, dark hair. “The Beast isn’t so much of a beast, now is she?” Kat heard the comment and immediately regained her composure. With one arm still over her breasts, she turned back to face him. “Is that so?” She bared her teeth at him before she pushed the door—along with him—closed. “And stay out!” She yelled through the door.

I choked out, my fingers searching for the obsidian pendant. From the wreckage of the glass behind us, a low, subsonic growl began to build. It wasn’t the sound of a wounded man. It was the sound of the earth breaking open. A white light began to glow from beneath the shards, growing brighter and hotter until the very air began to sing with the frequency of the stars. The Apex was rising, and this time, he wasn’t bringing mercy. He was bringing the end of the Monet line.

As he murdered and readied them for death, he gained a better understanding of the beasts and monsters. Abomination hunts were more popular than gladiator battles at the time. These processions of unusual creatures, uncovered by land expansion in the mountainous region by the witches, first appeared in the early days following the great flood that covered the land. A decade after the devastating catastrophe, the appearances of the beast monster had become commonplace, as had the appearances of the other supernatural beings. In order to maintain control over ordinary lycans and ferals, the hidden order transformed the procession of abominations into quests, which were completed by the lycan k