Beast After Transformation Novels & Stories

I assure him through clenched teeth even though I'm not sure I do. "Marinah, step around him slowly. No sudden movements." "No," I growl and almost lose myself to Beast's violence. Marinah freezes before she can step in his direction. It's all that saves her. Beast bellows inside me and bones crack. Rage floods my system along with more Kedorine 5. I've never brought Beast back from this point of transformation, but I know I must. The pain almost takes me to my knees. The red band around my vision increases in size until there's only a small clear place left and it holds Marinah. Thick energy pushes against my bones exerting Beast's will over my own. No, I almost shout out loud. I hold my gr

I assure him through clenched teeth even though I'm not sure I do. "Marinah, step around him slowly. No sudden movements." "No," I growl and almost lose myself to Beast's violence. Marinah freezes before she can step in his direction. It's all that saves her. Beast bellows inside me and bones crack. Rage floods my system along with more Kedorine 5. I've never brought Beast back from this point of transformation, but I know I must. The pain almost takes me to my knees. The red band around my vision increases in size until there's only a small clear place left and it holds Marinah. Thick energy pushes against my bones exerting Beast's will over my own. No, I almost shout out loud. I hold my gr

With a scary look on his face, that man was gazing at Beast. Beast ordered a table and put his hand on it. In a nick of time, the colour of the light bulb turned red and Beast turned into a butcher, who was separating every single finger from his hand. The man was screaming in pain. But Beast was standing in a relaxed posture doing his work. Similarly, he also separated the fingers from his other hand. Now it was the turn of his feet.

I moved my hands to touch his scars, but Andrew caught my hand, stopping me from doing it. "You want to see the beast. I'll show you the beast," he said, with a loud growl in front of me. Andrew turned into a big black wolf, and I watched in awe as he transformed before my eyes, his eyes now glowing with an otherworldly intensity. The beast stood before me, powerful and majestic, a sight that both terrified and captivated me.

Fighting with Stephanie and now confessing her refusal to transform to her mother. Amelia didn’t sleep well that night. Images of her transforming and becoming a beast haunted her all evening. She knew that she definitely wouldn’t have her mind changed by anyone. She was adamant, she wasn’t going to become the same beast that bit her. A beast made straight from a horror movie. The look in his eyes was that of a wild animal, an aminal out of control of its blood lust. And she knew with all of her being that she would never become that. Ever.

He should regret what he did. I can feel my bones cracking up and my fangs grow, but it wasn't as painful as the first transformation like before. Few seconds later, I was completely covered with white fur. I growled loudly while glaring at the beast in front of me. The beast has the body and tail of a coyote, and a head of a deer with sharp horns. I have never encountered a beast like this my entire life, nor read about them. What power does this beast possess?

Beverly's entire body convulsed as she cried out, a feral, guttural sound of pain and fear. As the agony coursed through her, her face underwent its own nightmarish transformation. Her jaw elongated, teeth sharpening into formidable fangs, while her nose twitched and flattened, taking on a snout-like appearance. Her eyes, once warm and human, turned predatory, reflecting an insatiable hunger for the hunt. Beverly had become what she feared most—a werewolf. The very creatures she had fought against, the monsters she had sworn to eradicate from Omaha, had taken hold of her. The pain subsided somewhat as her transformation completed, leaving her breathless and disoriented.

The spells within promised immense strength and near invincibility, but they also carried dire warnings of the cost. Ignoring the warnings, Lola decided this was her path to power. She began to recite the incantations, her voice low and filled with determination. The air around her crackled with dark energy as she chanted, and shadows seemed to come alive. The transformation was swift and brutal. Her body contorted and grew, pain searing through her veins. In moments, she was no longer human but the dreaded Beast of Gévaudan. With a roar that shook the forest, Lola-the-Beast tore through the walls of the archive, emerging into the night with newfound power and an insatiable hunger. She had b

”I command you to shift, “ my beta tried again and I could see the beasts was fighting against Bredon’s royal command. He let out a savage growl. I could see hate in the eyes of the beast. Bredon slammed his head against the closest pillar and he shrieked in pain but he was apathetic. Casey and Bredon were forced to repeat the blowtorch and the poison again and the second time. The beast’s strong facade crumpled and he violently shifted. His bones popped and snapped as he transformed into a weak beard looking man. His cloaked scent liberated and he smelled like a rogue……. Rotten flesh. His head whipped around, looking for any escape he could find until his eyes landed on my dangerous cold on

The commander spoke as they headed out the door. Christopher grinned. "I'm not Beast anymore." Bruce cocked his head in surprise. "You do know that we called you Beast because of how you are out on the field, right? The way you went through Crucible and everything else you tackle is what makes you a beast." Christopher shrugged. "I guess I didn't know that. But it didn't bother me. I don't mind being called Beast by you guys…" He left the rest unsaid and headed out of the room.