Beast After Transformation Novels & Stories

He pulled the fist away and gave him an uppercut, which sent him up in the air. The beast king flipped twice mid-air and landed on all fours again; he spit out some blood and smiled. “This is getting fun, isn't it? Yeild now or I'll have to end your life,” Derren warned, readying his fists for another attack. The beast king suddenly transformed into his beast wolf. His once smooth skin had been covered in silky silver fur that danced in the wind. His ears grew pointy, and his teeth elongated, morphing into sharp fangs. A long tail grew out of his back, and he roared loudly.

I turn my attention to a shadow that manages to gather closer, it had fed on the corruption that had not been annihilated before and that rain of corrupted ash feeds it, making that creature stronger and stronger. I used my whip again to try and wrap around that thing, but it just passed through those shadows, I twisted my mouth, realizing that this time I would need to transform. I let my Beast take over, as my body grows and I come face to face with that creature that was over 3m tall. I had that too, my claws are made of pure electricity, while my hair is conductors of tiny rays that pass through everything, coming from my very soul. I took the first swipe, and I can feel the corruption t

My body seemed to expand, muscles bulging, as if growing stronger and more formidable. Scarlett watched with a mix of awe and dread, her eyes wide with disbelief. As she witnessed the transformation taking place before her very eyes, fear crept into her gaze. She had known me as a man, a powerful alpha, but this... this was something entirely different. I could feel the transformation accelerating, my human form giving way to the beast within. Bones shifted and stretched, my skin tearing as fur sprouted from every pore. My entire being was consumed by a surge of raw power, overpowering any remnants of pain or doubt.

I shake my head a few times to clear the fog from my beast going into a protective mode for his mate, They are transforming into their true form of filthy-looking beats with discoloured fur some with hideous scares where chunks of skin have been ripped out and there beady black eyes that stare right into your soul. I can see the one in front which I am assuming is the leader start to stalk towards Bree and the way he is salivating and sniffing at her has me ready to rip them apart, but Bree has her eyes shut the whole time and seems to be clutching her head when she suddenly screams again like she is in pure agony. The most intense blinding white light shoots from her eyes and as it makes co

Yet, in the darkness, Andrew's eyes gleamed brighter, equally thrilled. He said with a faint smile, "Beast transformation… It's similar to the Western concept of lycanthropy. Interesting. You must've mastered a rare and special technique that allows you to awaken your animal blood and transform your body into a beast's for combat, right?" Jaden could tell from Andrew's tone that he was not afraid. In fact, he sounded amused. Displeased, he growled, "You do know a lot, but knowing won't save you. Tonight, I'll rip you to shreds."

I knew that I was capable of great destruction, but I tried to hold on to my humanity as best I could. The moment the transformation began, I felt my bones shifting and cracking, my muscles bulging and rippling as I transformed into the beast. My skin turned a sickly shade of gray, my eyes glowing with an unholy light. The beast was in control now, and it was hungry. It wanted blood, and it would stop at nothing to get it. I could feel myself losing control, my thoughts becoming muddled and confused. I knew I had to fight back, to regain control before it was too late.

Nergal’s eyes were still on me, glowing with an intensity that made my stomach churn. Then, before my very eyes, his body began to shift. His bones cracked audibly, his form expanding as fur sprouted across his skin. Sharp claws extended from his hands, and his mouth elongated, revealing rows of glinting fangs. His crimson eyes burned brighter, his once-human face now a monstrous snarl. He wasn’t human—not even close. The others had transformed into wolves, but he…he was something more. Something far more terrifying. A werebeast.

"It’s not in his right mind!" I ignored him. I walked right up to the beast. It was towering over me, a creature of pure, unadulterated power. It growled, a low, guttural sound that vibrated in my very bones. I reached out, my blood-stained hand trembling, and touched the fur on its chest. "It's over," I said, my voice steady despite the fear that was clawing at my throat. "You're home, Cassius." The beast froze. The crimson glow in its eyes flickered, then dimmed, shifting back toward a more human shade of brown. It let out a long, shuddering breath, and the claws began to retract, the bone-snapping process of the reverse transformation starting.

The beast was unleashed. In the dimly lit parking lot, Alex, now fully transformed, stood amidst a sea of parked cars. His massive frame was covered in thick fur, and his eyes burned with a wild intensity. His breaths were heavy, each exhale a growl. He could still hear the screams of his comrades in his head, but now they were joined by the frantic beating of his own heart. He felt the overwhelming urge to destroy, to tear apart anything in his path. Eventually, the rage began to subside. The beast, exhausted by its own fury, started to retreat. Alex’s breaths grew steadier, his vision clearer. Slowly, painfully.

"They will work day and night on our weapon. Every resource, and every ingredient will be ready. In two nights' time, the beast will be dead." **************** THE BEAST Within the forbidden chamber, bathed in the crimson glow of its recent feast, the beast lay sated. The taste of blood still lingered in its mouth, savoring the flavor as it basked in the afterglow of its carnal desires fulfilled. The beast's body shuddered. A ripple a strange metamorphosis surging from within. Paws contorted, bones shifting with sickening snaps beneath fur. Claws became blunt nails. Hindquarters elongated, warped, and reshaped.