Novel & Cerita Beast Hunters Megatron

Umbra couldn't help but marvel at Gideon's remarkable fortune. The four apex overbeasts—Tonitrui Eagle, Flamenie Bird, Titan Ape, and Phantom Cat—had virtually no vulnerabilities. In direct confrontations with external foes, the Titan Ape could lead the charge, while the Flamenie Bird and Tonitrui Eagle could leverage their speed to flank and support. With its stealthy movement techniques, the Phantom Cat could conceal itself and wait for the perfect moment to deliver a lethal strike. It was an impeccable strategy! Nevertheless, Umbra, Winter, and the others were worried. If the four apex overbeasts decided to rebel, could Sylvester and the other three Supremes hold their ground?

"Detention, Bonnie. Now for the rest of you, I would like you to behave. You do not want to give Zane the impression that all of you are some kind of starved little girls now, will you?" There was no response and she nodded, convinced she had passed her point across. "You can take over now. Best of luck." He gave a small smile as she moved away, then promptly walked out of the class. "Good morning, class. I will be heading this class from now on. My name is Zane Atlantis. I don't really want an introduction, and I will get to know you as time passes, I am sure."

I'd gone to bed exhausted, my mind spinning with everything I'd learned about Kael's past and the people who'd died, but sleep brought no peace. Instead, I was thrust into memories that weren't my own—fragments of that terrible night bleeding through our bond. *Silver eyes blazing with uncontrolled rage. Claws tearing through flesh. Screams echoing off stone walls. The metallic taste of blood in the air. Children running, crying, falling...* *No, not children. Please, not the children.* *But the beast couldn't hear the reason. Could only kill, destroy, eliminate every threat it perceived and everything was a threat now. Everything had to die.*

Swift as the parry and riposting was between them, the slash and stab of ki, the walls rising around them, was an ending, of terrible choices needing to be made. Then Hunter was blindsided by a terrible slash of ki that would have cut him in two if he had not buffered himself against its strike. His body slammed not into a wall of stone but into one made of ki. The Beast snarled, clamored to be set free, to save them both and not to be held chained while their existence was imperiled. Hunter rose from his crumpled position, shook his shoulder, and took a few swipes of his sword. He shook his legs, one by one, to loosen them up too. Across from him, Maggie had reached Poe and took her place b

“This ugly motherfucker is a Drathos Beast. Scaled and resistant to most blades. But it’s slow. Stupid. There’s a gland beneath the tail joint. Hit it with fire or lightning, it’ll detonate. Boom. Pretty colors.” He turned to the third one, his expression darkening slightly. “And this… this is a Mire Walker. The worst. It mimics emotions, faces, even voices. It’s the only one that can speak. Don’t listen to it. Don’t look it in the eyes. You stab it in the heart, and you do it fast.” Every word he spoke sent shivers down my spine. Not from fear. From lust. He wasn’t just knowledgeable, he was confident. Tactical. Deadly.

The sound of bones snapping echoes all around the forest. "Nemesis!" I scream. "Stop." He freezes but does not immediately release Ty. When he eventually does, the latter falls on his aŕśe, crawling away from him with great effort. Standing above the lesser male, the beast is a perfect picture of divine judgment. A massive black shadow with glossy furs and claws that reflect the moonlight. He finally turns in my direction. His expression is murderous as they move from me to Caleb. "Miss Hart," the Gamma says. "We need... to get out of here."

I could feel their whispers like daggers at my back, their murmurs turning into a dull roar. "She’s insane." "She’ll die before the week’s out." "A mere omega with the beast king? What is she thinking?" Amira’s violet eyes widened in disbelief, her lips parting as if she couldn’t form the words to express her horror. Max, standing beside her, looked at me like I’d grown a second head. The once-confident sneer he wore now faltered, replaced by confusion. Even the Lycan king himself paused. Alaric, towering above everyone else at the foot of the staircase, stared at me with an expression I couldn’t decipher.

His voice dripped with disdain, fury igniting in his eyes. With a gesture, Drax summoned forth a colossal beast from the dark portal—a creature that towered over the battlefield, its body a mass of shadow and muscle, eyes glowing like molten fire. This new threat was a monolithic embodiment of dread, and as it emerged, the very earth trembled beneath its weight. Xienma’s heart raced, but she stood her ground, embracing the power flowing through her. “We’ll face it together!” she shouted to Cassie and Xavier, rallying her friends.

"What are you trying to do?" "What can I do?" Clayton shrugged. "I'm just a lowly beastkin." No sooner had the words left his mouth than he lunged at Salem. Terrified, Salem instantly shifted into his beast form. The black wolfhound instinctively lunged at Clayton, its sharp teeth sinking viciously into his arm. Clayton was knocked into the coffee table, shattering it with a sharp crack as glass shards scattered across the floor. Salem was stunned. He wasn't expecting Clayton's move to be a feint.

A massive chimera‑like **drone‑beast** hunched on all fours, its metal body heaving with slow, mechanical breaths. It was bigger than any drone we’d seen so far—twice the size of the alpha wolf in the castle. Its front half was canine, with heavy plating over its shoulders and neck, a head shaped more like a predator jet than an animal. Its hindquarters were insectile—multiple jointed legs ending in hooked claws, a segmented abdomen bristling with antennae and turrets. Cables ran from its spine up into the beacon’s base, tethering it like a guard dog to a power source.