Beast Descendants Novels & Stories

They all understood that the ones who have to restrain the beast with have a comparatively lesser or no chance of getting the last kill. According to the report of the previous scouting team, the beast was very strong and intelligent. They all knew that the moment that the beast senses danger, it will try every possible way to escape. The report also stated that the beast was just an Alpha 3 months ago, but one week earlier some new scouts spotted a beast in the same region with rhythm much more antagonizing and abhorrent than an Alpha's rhythm. There was only one conclusion for this. The beast that was spotted 3 months ago had evolved into an Alpha-hybrid.

Talia asked, a bit of trepidation in her voice. Raina looked over at Talia and then around the room. “We missed that Rebekah’s father was a vampire. Which means that, as red wolves, we aren’t just the descendants of the first red wolf, but we are also descendants from a vampire.” The room was eerily quiet, as if everyone was mulling over the information. I shook my head. There had to be more to this story that was missing. “That can’t possibly be the end of this story. Just being partly descended from a vampire is not enough. What else is going on?” I asked, a chill running through me as I spoke. Duncan seemed to notice and placed his hand on my shoulder. I felt Harley move closer as well.

In a resigned, hard tone, I replied, "The blood-scanners confirmed the lineage. They are my biological handlers." Pearce didn't offer an immediate counter-argument. Instead, his combat boots crushed the fallen leaves lining the path, his eyes dark with unreadable thoughts. Suddenly, he murmured, "The scanners may match, but your aura matches nothing in their house. You remind me explicitly of a high-ranking family member from my own sector." Confused, my wolf let out a warning rumble. "State your meaning, Benson." Pearce masked his intensity behind a smooth, aristocratic smile. "I am simply stating that your tactical footprint mirrors an old bloodline I once served. That is why your presence

I slowed, unable to help myself. Images of beastmen through the ages covered every surface, massive lions standing beside humans, wolf-like shapeshifters, hawk beastmen soaring over battlefields. Pride. Unity. Power. “These are your ancestors?” I asked softly. Xaden nodded. “All beastmen. Before the kingdoms divided us.” He kept walking. Then he stopped. In front of a final mural. This one was different. It was the Tiger King. I stiffened. “That’s—” “Yes.” Xaden stepped closer, his voice low. “Him.”

I wanted to be with her forever. Then one day, my parents told me I was a beastfolk, not human. I was a snake. Because of that, I pulled away from Nancy, worried that she would hate me for what I really was. To keep my beastfolk instinct under control and manipulate my forms, I went overseas. A professional team would help me train out there. Her photos were the only thing that relieved me of my longing for years. They kept me hanging in there. … When I came back, I found out she had a lot more friends, almost like she'd live happily even without me.

Nola hissed snidely, and I watched a flicker of irritation pass over Sarah’s porcelain face before she cast on her mask of indifference. “No, we were to be welcomed...a royal procession with lots of cymbals and shit, the whole kaboom,” I answered more reasonably because the maiden was still looking up at me in askance. “Whatever you do Hector Bates, descendant of the highland’s Lycan king,” My father's words floated through between my ears unbiased so that the slow drum of a muscle twitching started at the base of my neck as a wave of unease settled over me. Where was everyone?

and I am bitten again, these dogs just can't run slower apparently. I push myself for another mile, but the night's events are catching up to me, the dark starts blurring my vision and the world begins to fade. I shake my head, not wanting to pass out in the middle of nowhere, but my body finally gives up. Just before I black out, I feel myself shifting back to a human form and then everything goes dark. *****

Crates of eggs were overturned, and food spilt across the ground. Most mothers yanked their daughters by the arms; guards shouted orders, but no one followed as boots pounded in all directions. An old man whispered as he fled past, “The Beast is hungry again.” “The Dreadborns are here!” Kaerith’s stomach clenched.

*Bella* It had been two weeks since Casey and I discovered the first hybrid supernatural being in this universe. I honestly didn’t think we would find a demon and angel hybrid, maybe a vampire and a wolf or maybe a fairy and a dwarf but a demon angel? I would have never in my life betted on that. But he asked us for help and he seems like a good guy to have on our side. He’s capable of taking care of Ember and I care about that girl a lot. Ember and I have been friends ever since I can remember and I’ll never abandon her. So any boyfriend of hers is a friend to me.

"I don't know whether demons are real or not, but when I read the legend of the formation of Lithonia, I realized that there are many things in this world that I have never met. Devils, just like Gods. They are not the same as us, ordinary humans. But there is one fact that I knew a few years ago about the kings who once ruled Lithonia. The first king was a descendant of Gods, it made him inherit a very large and often hidden mysterious power. The fact that only the descendants of the first king could inherit that power. But until now, I don't know what kind of secret power the royal descendants possessed," "Divine power? does it have something to do with the mysterious storm that hit Lithon