Beast B2st Novels & Stories

“What luck Erik!” “Damn it!” “You’re lucky!” The Elders clamored once more, annoyed at this development. It would seem that the Elder in question was Erik Chavez, head of the Beast Peak! The Beast Peak was a strength-oriented path. Their initiates were strong and destructively powerful. The man on the field was obviously strength-attuned. No one had any reason to steal him away from Erik. Seeing the Beast Peak and Oriental Peak be able to recruit such great initiates had made the other Peak heads become more frantic. They would not let them continue on like this.

Without wasting time colin beheaded the two reaming riders. Colin knew that he was in the maw of a beast but, he couldn't help but glance at the three massive heads of those Pyromuthos. Pyromuthos were B-rank beasts, almost an A-rank and they had two blood sacks one behind each ear. That meant a lot of money was sprawled uselessly near Colin and he couldn't help but get greedy. He just wanted to throw the caution to the wind and grab those blood sacks.

The urgency to explain what I meant before they all took it out of context was upon me, and I stumbled over my words, so I could deliver it as tactfully as possible. “You're not the first girls to have become enamored with an asshole. I think of it as bastard syndrome. It has struck women down since the dawn of time. It's not our fault we're attracted to arrogant, pig-headed, stubborn Cock Wombles. I put it down to our genetic coding, which science excuses us for putting up with bastardry. Thankfully, you have a scientist for a mother, and I'm offering you all a one-to-one bastard inoculation service free of charge. It's called, your dad's baseball bat, and I'll use it to knock the biker twa

I gritted, trying to reason with the Were beast who was leaning casually on one leg before he threw his head back and barked a laugh that set my ears on fire. ”Oh, Hardly Mr. Bayes, do you not see my disciples? Golly, I’d say it's quite the opposite.” The monster spat, after throwing his head back to the panting mass of wolves behind him, at his command. Their eyes wild and listless, exactly like his own. Pink with the blood of innocents. I watched as he tossed the length of an iron-tipped spare in between his large paws before smirking up at me, making my heart hammer to a panicked stop as I opened my mouth to call the Attack order.

Sweet Bastard::: Clearing his throat, he gestured for Serena, " Let me walk you over to your office" Serena smiled at him, nodding her head as they both walked out. His office was next to hers, they both entered and Serena was awe at how beautiful and we'll organized it was. "Do you like it?" Mitch asked, seeing the look of surprise on her face. "Yes, this is beautiful" Serena replied, her hands slowly slid across the obviously expensive leather table, a computer was already connected next to some files on the table, the files and books on the shelf were neatly arranged and some flower vase positioned in the right places.

No matter how much knowledge they had, there was no way they would know about those beasts. After all, those beasts had never appeared on Hestia Continent before. They lived in second-grade worlds, and not every second-grade world had them. They only existed in a few of those worlds. With those conditions in place, there was no way they could ever recognize those beasts. The caretakers let out a cold announcement after showing those beasts, "The hundred and seventh battle. The challenger is Lesley King! You have five minutes to choose one of these five beasts to fight you. After you finish choosing, everyone can place their bets in the betting area. I am sure all of you are clear with the ru

The elders nodded but the fear remained in their eyes as they watched their King slowly slip away and the unholy monster begin to take his place. Jessebelle raised her well trimmed eyebrow and asked, "Who is her?" her face turned down in a frown. The king sighed, having no patience for the vexing woman beside him. And all of a sudden, like a wave it hit him... The sensation of his mates blood being drawn. Any control he had of his beast was gone as in the next few seconds he had trasformed completely with low growl. The elders all stood up and stepped back as the beast ran through the room and out of the meeting hall. Jessebelle stood up her eyes wide with fear and confusion before her knees

I removed myself from between his legs, catching my breath. "Alpha need you, p-please." Brian begged, arcing his back before spreading his hole open. I blacked out, my mind short-circuiting for a few moment. Suddenly all my bodily functions ceased to work. I couldn't think straight nor could I properly breathe. "Fuck, I wanna breed you." I muttered under my breath, my tone shaky. Brian was going to be the death of me, I swear. I pulled myself up, removing both of our t-shirts before slotting myself between his legs.

"Let's go. Never seen that kind of performance before." … When I arrived at the center, I realized my life had been dull until this moment. The center, like its name suggested, was filled with all kinds of beastfolk. Adorable rabbits, seductive foxes, imposing wolf-dogs, outgoing and cheerful puppies, and more. This was heaven. The beastfolk were performing on the stage with all they had, showing off their charm as best as they could. The performer with the highest votes would be crowned Best Beastfolk Star, and they'd be awarded with a handsome amount of prize money.

“It’s fine. Just be careful next time, this is Xavier's floor and I hate for you to run into him” I nodded, even though my chest tightened painfully at the mention of Xavier. I had just run into him, right now I pray he doesn't come out at that instant. Now in Henry's room. He pulled out a black shopping bag. “This is for you,” he said, smiling proudly. “For the party tomorrow. You’re going to look incredible, Sare-bear.” I smiled despite the chaos in my head. “Thanks, Henry. Really.” We hugged — quick, warm, grounding.