Beast After Transformation Novels & Stories

Her sweet scent whispered in the night air, faint but distinct, teasing my senses and pulling me in her direction like an invisible thread. My heart raced. She was on the other side of the park. Was she in her wolf form? Some omegas never shifted, but I’d heard of a few who did. The urge to change into my wolf and track her pumped through my veins. But a wolf roaming through the city wouldn’t go over well. I didn’t care, but I didn’t want the locals trigger-happy and putting down innocent animals.

it was Bigger, Hungrier and tasty for blood. The warriors screamed and ran in the opposite direction, some weaker ones couldn't even move their body because of the pressure that was emanating from my transformation. I watched from inside my own head at the chaos that was me as I tore through their strongest defense in a matter of seconds. I also watched general josh battle bravely with the beast. But from the looks of things it was a matter of time before the beast tore him to pieces.

We struggled to heft her with our lungs on fire, pushing upward, the blackness closing in. I broke free of the water, pulled in a gasp of air, and pulled her up with me before I deposited her on the shallow, beside the pool. Beau rushed up, naked in his human form. I pushed the Beast’s form back as effortlessly as I did the wolf. Distraught, he ran his hands into his hair looking at the pale-furred creature before us, he recognized his mate in any form. Bri, within a lycanthrope form, as formidable as my own. She had become a rougarou. I placed my ear over her chest as Beau bent down checking for a pulse.

His entire form vibrates with barely contained bloodlust, his chest heaving like a war drum signaling victory and death. But his eyes—those hauntingly familiar eyes—they lock on me with laser precision. And something profound changes in that moment of connection. The beast slows his advance, the aggression in his posture softening almost imperceptibly. His labored breathing gradually evens, the savage rhythm giving way to something more controlled, more... human. And right before our disbelieving eyes, his body begins to shift in a transformation both beautiful and terrifying. Bones crack and realign with audible snaps that make my stomach turn. Chocolate-brown fur retracts into pores that s

"What are you trying to do?" "What can I do?" Clayton shrugged. "I'm just a lowly beastkin." No sooner had the words left his mouth than he lunged at Salem. Terrified, Salem instantly shifted into his beast form. The black wolfhound instinctively lunged at Clayton, its sharp teeth sinking viciously into his arm. Clayton was knocked into the coffee table, shattering it with a sharp crack as glass shards scattered across the floor. Salem was stunned. He wasn't expecting Clayton's move to be a feint.

Before their very eyes, the beast transformed into a man. “Smoke!” Squealed Sprout. “Or Mirrors,” murmured Hayden. “It’s one of them,” confirmed Titan, reaching for the other beast to cut off its collar carefully with the blade of the Axe pointed away from the creature’s neck. They watched the second beast transform into the twin of Smoke or Mirrors. “It’s them,” said Hayden confidently, nodding at Cory. Cory let her father enter the protective semi-sphere. She covered him with the cloak Hayden had given her. He was shivering.

The beast let out a low growl, attempting to get back up, but I'm back on it quick, ripping into it again. I slowly back away again watching it. "Shift!" I say. This time he shifts back with no problems. I shift back and watch as Bj wounds start to heal. I look over at Lisa to see her making her way over to us. "Shift," I tell them both once Bj is back on his feet, glaring me me. They both fall to the ground yelling and groaning in pain as they slowly start to shift. Now that they are one with their beast, they are going through a second shift. They will be bigger and stronger, one with their beast.

He didn't need to know where the phone had rang, because he knew this place by heart and the secretary that had transferred the call to him, had told him that Beatrice had gone to their usual room. "Dammit, Beatrice. What the hell happened to you?” Aztec asked his girlfriend who looked too disheveled. She was a half-naked mess and her hair was all over her face. She was sweaty and her toenails were shifting between her werewolf claws and her once beautifully manicured feet that looked like they had withstood the desert heat for years. Her fingers were no different and her lips were swollen. Her clothes had been ripped off because her body temperatures had increased insanely in the minutes af

Caden's ears perked up. That fast? He didn't even notice 1 month had already passed, time surely flies when you are absorbed in doing something. Thinking so, he remembered this also marks his first month here in this world. With the feeling of attachment to his former world, Caden didn't know if he had been influenced by his beastly nature, but it was slowly weakening. He started to accept his new body and his situation as a beast. When at first, he was just only thinking that he is acting more and more like a beast, now he can finally say he had fully integrated himself into his new identity. It wasn't as hard as he thought. Although he still kept something from his former self such as not

the beast said. His appearance begins to change as he turns to his beast form. He becomes two bigger than his normal self, with lightning radiating from his body. The beast sped up to the Giants with much fury,he smashed one of the giants hard on the ground. He grabbed another giant who tried punching him by his hand and punched the giant rapidly and fling him to the incoming giants causing them to crash on the ground. A giant sneaks behind him and punches him hard with his giant hand making him scream out as his hands evolve lightning and he strikes him with massive lightning Making the giant fall down weakly.