Beast Fiction Novels & Stories

They hurried toward the windows and shut them one after another, blocking out every trace of sunlight before quickly scrambling out of the room. They knew better than to leave the windows open around me. I was a beast condemned to live in darkness. A curse placed upon me by a powerful witch had taken away my ability to withstand sunlight. It was not merely an inconvenience. It had stripped me of the freedom to rule my own kingdom as I once had. A hundred years ago, my own Beta, Scott, betrayed me. He divided my kingdom into two factions and took half of it for himself. But betrayal was only the beginning of what he did to me, he killed my mate.

"They will work day and night on our weapon. Every resource, and every ingredient will be ready. In two nights' time, the beast will be dead." **************** THE BEAST Within the forbidden chamber, bathed in the crimson glow of its recent feast, the beast lay sated. The taste of blood still lingered in its mouth, savoring the flavor as it basked in the afterglow of its carnal desires fulfilled. The beast's body shuddered. A ripple a strange metamorphosis surging from within. Paws contorted, bones shifting with sickening snaps beneath fur. Claws became blunt nails. Hindquarters elongated, warped, and reshaped.

The beast was twice the height of a muscular man she’d ever seen—with a bone crest, four split jaws that open like a flower of fangs. ​His eyes had no pupils, only pits of endless night that could reflect my deepest fear. His body was covered in jagged obsidian scales and raw muscles; bone plates protruded like armor from his spine and limbs. Her hand flew to her mouth as she took a step back at the sight of his claws, long enough to pierce through her body in one swipe. Fear clawed in Kaerith's chest as her fingers shakily found the simple ties at her waist and loosened them.

I stopped walking when a red-lion beast suddenly appeared and started messing around at one corner of the street. It is destroying everything on its way, emitting fire, and killing people. With one loud roar, everyone started to panic, run, and hide. "Why is there a beast here inside the kingdom?" I mumble! Suddenly, a hand or something clutched my right arm. I turned around and saw Feirro. "It's a red-lion beast. The top-7 strongest beast of all time." His voice was low, and I could see his face was a bit stunned by the beast.

The fiction was too much, and my wall tightened around him as I held him deep inside me. Black spots danced in my vision as my body trembled. It was more than just my impending orgasm. My beast was fighting me to come forward, demanding that I claim our mate. Killian's muscled tightened as he let out a deep guttural moan. The sound of it sent me over the edge as he whispered with a wild look in his eye. "Again." My teeth extended as I gave in to my beast, wanting it just as badly as she did.

His speech and articulation had been very advanced for a four-year-old, but after pouting and frowning, he finally looked his age. “But running away won’t solve the problem. She’ll still tattle to your mom,” Ed said. He didn’t know who Rosemore was, but he followed the conversation. AJ smacked his forehead. “You’re right!” Reluctantly, he grabbed his bag. “What’s your name, mister?” AJ asked. Curious before they parted. “Just call me Beast.” Ed pointed to the scar on his face. AJ laughed. “You’re not as bad as the beast,” he said.

I murmured to myself, my mind starting to race as I walked over to a table, setting the old book down as I began to leaf through its long index, some pages almost falling out as I touched them “Celebrations after the birth of cubs… Offerings to the Goddess… Feast after the harvest…” “These things seem to have been written centuries ago.” Atticus wrinkled his nose, also reading over my shoulder “Celebrations after children's first transformation? Where did the person who wrote this live? In a village with ten wolves? Does he have any idea how many children transform for the first time every day…?” “Magic rituals.” I interrupted him when I read the title of that chapter, quickly starting to lo

Silas whispered, his gold-and-sapphire skin glowing with a frantic brilliance. He looked at the sea of mercury and saw thousands of "Fragments"—small, glowing shards of souls that had been discarded. And in the center of the sea, the Merchant-Beast stood like a titan of "Biological Chaos." It wasn't a man in a suit anymore. It was a massive, shifting mass of "Rejected Scents" and "Dirty Data," its head a solid, glowing violet "Barcode." In its claws, it held a small, white-glass cage.

That’s when it goes black! I wake up with the strongest headache in the world. Did I drink last night? The brightness of the sun glared in my eyes. As soon as my eyes adjusted, I could see that I was in the forest, but it was different! The forest around me was leveled! There were scorch marks in the ground that looked like big footprints! The footprints looked inhuman. I looked at my hands and saw blood, but it wasn’t my blood! “What the hell?” I asked myself before I spotted Binx, he looked terrified! “Binx… what the hell…” I began to ask but then he let out a hiss, his fur fluffed up. “What the fuck?”

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. *****