Beast Cub Novels & Stories

Ben knew both of the group was hungry, so he took out another piece of meat he had in his bag for the beast he tames, and sliced it into three using a Swiss knife and threw it at the three hyena cubs and they let go of the meat the dog-like cub had. The dog-like cub immediately started running taking the meat piece in its mouth. It ran towards the water hole, cleaned the meat piece in the water, and started to eat it. Ben was watching this from behind and felt shocked by its habit as none of the beasts he had known about, cleans the food it eats, he immediately activated his bionic eye. (Bionic eye activated) A huge golden color aura surrounded his eyes and it was coming from the small black

My sisters can’t wait any longer, they’re more excited than me. Now is the start of bloodbath. I grinned when I saw the beast who had the diamond. The beast is a powerful hybrid; it has the head of a lion with sword-like teeth and sharp horns of a deer, with fiery red eyes, a body of a dragon with thick scales like a turtle shell, feet of a hawk with huge and sharp claws, a tail of a serpent with sharp edges like steel, and huge wings. A brown diamond is shining on its forehead. I haven’t seen this beast before, nor I read about them. It’s creepy as hell. To know the origin of the beasts, I have to touch it.

The light in its eyes was almost diminished. However, the most merciless injuries the beast had were on one of its wings. The huge sword slash on its left wing nullifying the possibility of escape through flight. The beast lay on the ground beaming a helpless yet scared glare at the audience. The cube was nothing but a sturdy cage made from a metal same as the sturdy base of The Disque Caravan itself. Every hair on Creed's skin stood up straight. His very soul almost rejected his body, and images around him dulled to a standstill. He could hear his heart inside his eardrums.

Cuba isn't known for its large game animals, but there is one thing we can hunt and I allow Beast to take over completely. In order for the men to think clearly in beast form, we run for an hour. Once Labyrinth mutters "Ready" through his elongated jaws, the hunt is on. We're looking for a new kind of death, one that fights back. It's another hour before we come to a burned-out area I remember from earlier explorations. I walk closer to examine the center. The large crater-like area shows the trail we've been looking for. "More than two," I say.

When she first heard her scream, she was already in her defence posture to attack, little did she know that it was only a Cub's beast. "It's strange….". Darla said. "What's strange?". Maeve, who was petting the sleeping beast, asked. "In all my life, I've never seen this type of beast…. It's really strange and disturbing". "Hehehe…. What's strange here is that it's super cute!. I don't believe that beasts could be this cute!!! I think I'll name it black furry…. You know, because it's black".

He answered. His words made total sense. As simple as he looked, he was wise and very accurate with his intuitions. "So what's your decision father. We both know that when you cross the damn river there is no point of return." I reminded him. "Damon, That Beast is searching for a breeder. A bond and mate. If luckily Hera proves herself worthy and its instinct is drawn fully to her, it won't harm her. I don't want to think the worst that's why I still have a ray of hope that she is still alive and being kept well." He answered.

Some of them stopped moving from the animal instinct that could not be trained out entirely regardless of how many years it was disciplined. The relay rogue stood in the inner entrance with its wrong-shaped. The shift Darius described was larger than the wolf. Its wrong-colored eyes swept the yard and found me. The mouth opened and a voice came. "Surrender the heir,surrender the heir and the twins and I end this tonight." it said. The yard went completely silent from both sides. The Obsidian wolves and the Ashmoor wolves in the same yard and all completely still

Without a word, Mom quickly threw a glare at me before she went on reading. “Oh, my God!” Piper did it again. “What?” Mom snapped at her. Piper played the video of the news headlines, volume up. “Booker Beaver and his wife, Cali Laurier, have been arrested today by the FBI for the alleged involvement with a notorious foreign organized crime who is known for human and sex trafficking…”

"Or they kill us both." The Beast nodded. A microscopic movement. Then, he roared—a terrifying, tongueless sound—and charged. Cyprian braced himself. This wasn't just a fight for money anymore. This was an audition for the first member of his pack.

The vendor glanced warily left and right, confirming no one was watching, before gesturing for the beastkin to approach. This was a wolfhound beastkin. He was tall and slender, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. When he stood, he blocked out the bar lights, which cast a shadow over me. Before I could react, the vendor yanked the crude collar around his neck, forcing him to his knees before removing the rusty muzzle.