Beast Dazai Novels & Stories

If this is what Aisha wants, then she will never succeed. Duke stood up on his chair and walked near the window glass of the office where he could see everything, those large company buildings, restaurants, cafes, pedestrians where people are busy walking through, etc. He was busy looking everywhere when his phone rang he immediately took it out of his pocket, his best friend, Cain, was calling him. “What do you want, Fuentabilla?” Duke rudely said as he answered the call. “So sweet of you, dude; you should be proud I called you.” He heard him laugh over the phone.

"What do you mean, Frederick? This is my spirit beast. Meet my Daisy, the Nine-tailed fox." The crowd became silent. They didn't expect that Dakota would have that. Now, they had doubts about who will win. They looked at Dakota who saw on the Nine-tailed fox back. The Nine-tailed fox was gentle to Dakota. "That's Daisy, right? Wow. She is so sweet to Dakota." Zachary pointed at the Nine-tailed fox. Maximo rolled his eyes. "Of course, that's her spirit beast."

The beast shrieked and stumbled back, smoke pouring from a wound glowing white. Damon’s smile vanished. “Oh,” he whispered. “So he still remembers.” Darius shoved me behind him, voice sharp. “Stay back.” The beast roared and reformed, limbs twisting. Then it lunged again. But not at Darius. At me. Straight at me. Darius moved. Kael moved. Kaden moved. The stranger moved. All of them. But the beast was closer. Faster. My lungs locked. My vision blurred. I heard someone scream my name but the sound drowned under the roar.

I raised an eyebrow showing my suspicion, but I pushed it aside for the moment, my focus solely on reaching Xavier. Pushing open the door, my breath caught in my throat as my words failed me. Through tear-filled eyes, I watched as Xavier and Dora engaged in an intimate act. I watched as he banged into her from below and she rode him like a bitchy horse and moaned in pure ecstasy. The sight was excruciatingly painful, and I instinctively covered my mouth with my trembling hand, unable to tear my eyes away.

I definitely need to get some sleep. I’ll see you later, Miracesca.’ As the outer door banged shut behind him, she flinched. What on earth was she doing, feeling sorry for him? He didn’t need her compassion. He didn’t need anything. He was Dan Dymoke. Dan made it to Elton Street without falling asleep in the cab. That was because he was too busy storing up those moments when Miracesca had reached out, touched his hand. As if she actually cared about him. But he

An angry roar was heard, the monster heavily waved its paw, tearing the bonds with its claws, but new ones immediately appeared in their place. Darius darted forward like an arrow, easily dodged the swing of his claws, and in the blink of an eye he was on the back of the beast, holding on to the withers with his overgrown claws. The bear roared, trying to shake him off, but it was not there. Edgar pulled harder on the fetters, noticing him closer to the ground, immediately hearing an offended growl. Darius did not hesitate and hesitate: he swung and drove the blade into the neck of the monster to the very hilt. The blade entered with a vile sound. The beast yelled and savagely rushed, shakin

After that, I'm not sure what to do. "The Beast Oracle is only a legend...Not a real being...right," she whispers, and I growl as the disrespectful term leaves her beautiful lips. Hurt and betrayal whip through my mind. My mate is just like all of them. We fight and die so they can live in peace and safety, but we are called beasts.

"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.

Sarah I didn’t move……it felt like the world froze the moment the door swung open. Xavier stood there, a towel slung low around his hips, still dripping from a shower. Snow-white steam curled around him, rolling into the hallway like mist from a forbidden world. His chest… God. His chest looked carved, like someone sculpted him out of marble and then decided marble wasn’t good enough. Every line on him was sharp, clean, dangerous. And the way he leaned against the doorframe—like he knew exactly what he looked like and exactly what it did to girls like me—made my throat knot.

Seconds after that, five more beasts passed over to where she stood before. There were thumping in the ground as the large hybrids ran to after her when in fact she was just on the side, staring at them. It took a minute before those beasts disappeared from her eyes. Daeira turned to her side and saw one man, naked on his upper body with a strange graffiti to his chest. His eyes trained with skill to the directions where those beasts disappeared. She flinched when his eyes directed to her and he looked...angry. "Come with me." he said in almost hissing tone while she did likewise.