Beast After Transformation Novels & Stories

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.

"I guess. I can't guarantee I won’t burn you though." I take off my cloak and roll up my sleeves before I take a step towards him. I slowly reach out, the flames seeming to part, making an opening. I touch his skeleton arm and watch as the flames die down, leaving a glow of red and blue around him. We both stare in amazement as he shrinks down to Damian’s height. He slowly starts to look like a human. "How did you...?" Drago asks. "I have no idea." I say.

Then, with a cold smile at the three cowering figures in the corner, I gathered my belongings and the ruined doll, took Felix's hand, and walked away. As we left, I still caught their voices comforting Celie, "It's fine. Once the floods come, that ungrateful wretch won't even have a place to hide. Either she drowns miserably, or she'll crawl back to beg us. As long as you stay close to Gideon, she won't be smug for long. Just wait and see!" They truly believed that the giant shark was salvation in the apocalypse. Absurd. No matter how humanlike a beastman's form, the wildness of their nature remained. In my past life, they only saw me waiting at home while Gideon brought back fish—never noti

Here, underground, where stone pressed close, and steam curled low, the beast receded out of instinct. Scales smoothed. Horns shortened. The lines of his face pulled back into a shape that resembled a human face. Wings folded so tightly they vanished into shadowed blades at his back. Along his torso, molten seams dimmed, settling deep beneath skin that appeared, once more, nearly mortal. The transformation flooded him like a tide withdrawing—power sinking under skin, no longer leaking from fractured seams. Not lesser. Just contained. Chosen containment. She felt it happen.

I knew what I had to become, and I was at peace with that. The transition of man to beast is a natural process for a shifter. But succumbing to the nature of a beast only happens through a lifetime of trauma. That's when you know you've embraced the darkness that has blackened your soul. It's where you become one with the demons that have tormented your thoughts since childhood. It's when your own name loses all significance, and the monster that is staring you back in the mirror looks through your own eyes and smiles. "We'll be watching from the front row," Jaxton told me just as everyone piled out of the room.

My eyes increased in their diameter. " He is right behind you!" I screamed repeatedly but he stared at me. When he finally turned, he was stabbed. I saw him go down and I screamed. Lorenzo stabbed him again and I forced myself out of Cassidy's grip. I could feel my bones snapping out of place in a horrible way. It was a painful process but I could not stop. My clothes were shredded . Fur appeared on my skin. I was transforming!

It roared in rage. "Phase two transformation has begun Mr Caspian," Dr barret said The lycan beast's face suddenly morphed into a human face leaving only its body with the wolf's beastly appearance. the beast had suddenly stopped roaring. Instead, the sound of the victim could be heard. "What have you done to me!" His voice came out deeper and rougher than his original voice as he pounded his gigantic hands against the glass. It was a frightening yet outstanding sight that had Caspian gasping in awe

“Alpha, please come back!” I spoke louder, trying to reach his lucidity. The beast emitted a sound akin to a sinister laugh. “The Alpha isn't here!” He stopped pacing back and forth, raising his predatory eyes in my direction, and advancing toward me. I leaped to the side, transforming back into human form, aware that I now smelled even more like prey. The beast shook its head from side to side, thirsting for my flesh. My transformation seemed to have provoked it into attacking me.

Riley’s life shatters the moment she meets her mate. Instead of accepting her, he rejects her at first sight and, in the same breath, proposes to her stepsister. For Riley, the pain cuts deeper because this is not the first thing she has lost to her sister. All her life, Riley has sacrificed her happiness, her opportunities, and everything precious just to keep the peace in her family. But she never imagined she would be asked to give up her mate too. When her stepsister finally offers to give something back, it comes at a terrible price. Riley is asked to take her place in an ancient ritual that has thrown every young maiden in the city into fear, a single night with the Beast. The Beast