Beast In Me Novels & Stories

Their words weren’t enough to rile him. “You truly are a Control Type. You know when to submit” Beastly Tiger blocked the swipe of a Mythic Class Magical Beast and rammed into it with amazing force. The beast was flung backwards by the power of his body ram, but was otherwise unharmed. “That’s enough!”

"And I think you're attracted to me too." The beast chuckled, a low rumble that resonated through me. "You're a bold one," it growled, its eyes flickering with a mix of amusement and desire. "Very well, little one." With a swift motion, the beast reached down and undid its belt, letting its pants fall to the ground. My eyes widened as I saw its massive cock spring free, standing tall and proud. It was thick and veiny, pulsing with a life of its own, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement and nervousness.

"This is the finest medicinal ingredient that I've carefully raised for three years. "She is a pureblood human with Rh-negative blood, and she's smack in the middle of her ovulation now, which means her flesh is the most delicious at this very moment." The entire hall broke out in loud cheers. Some of them clapped, some whistled in delight, and some others even began drooling for real. Their thick, viscous drool dripped onto the tablecloth in a disgusting manner. Meanwhile, Felix didn't even bother continuing his act anymore. All of the gentleness and tenderness had vanished from his face as his true beastly nature was revealed.

I paused, “…you will stop me immediately even if physical restraint becomes necessary. No matter what it takes.” “Understood.” Silence returned again, but it did not last long. The clock suddenly chimed once, a sharp sound echoing through the study, then again, then again. A massive wave of dark energy exploded violently through my veins, and my entire body locked in place as pain erupted everywhere at once. Every muscle convulsed beneath my skin, and another growl escaped my throat, except this time it no longer sounded part human. It sounded fully monstrous. My vision flashed amber, then darker, then brighter again as my beast roared.

He had pinned me against the cold stone of the relic chamber, his arm coiled around my head, the other hand bruising my hip. His breath was ragged, his golden eyes heavy with the darkness of the curse that threatened to consume him. “You want to hate me,” he growled, his fangs scraping against my throat. “Your scent tells me otherwise, even as your eyes promise murder.” I choked on a breath, my body betraying me. “I will never be your Queen,” I snapped, even as my body arched towards him. He laughed softly, pressing his hips into mine, so I could feel the rigid length of him. “I don’t want a Queen, little Null. I want to burn alive in you before the world ends. And you, you’re going

I opened my eyes. The searing pain from the poison still lingered. "You have both perished in the mortal world, yet your souls were sent here by the Main God. Two identities now lie before you. "The first is to become a powerful beast woman in this world. The second is to become a saintess. Have you decided who will be the saintess and who will be the beast woman?" The Beast God's voice rang out with immense authority. We looked down at our feet. Below us stretched a dense primeval forest, the continent where the beastmen made their home.

The beast comes out with a growl that sends the birds into flight overhead. All kinds of feelings attack my senses at the same time. My dīčk ache with a painful need to be joined with another. Any female will do. My body is out of my control, but my mind knows only one person who can revive Ares. I let go completely, allowing the beast race towards Meadows to the place where the Butterfly lives. After what seem like hours, I find myself near the mountains. Warriors are all around, watching over my mate. How do I get past them? Would Mister Beast let me take on my human form?

“Cold?” “Freezing,” I muttered, even though his sweaty jersey was ten times worse. He ruffled my hair—messy, playful, the way only a big brother would… but to outsiders? Yeah, it probably looked weird. Especially since we didn’t look even remotely related. Not the same hair. Not the same face. Not the same build. Nothing. “Don’t look at Xavier,” Henry said suddenly, voice dropping to a warning whisper. “He’s a monster.” I blinked. “Who?”

Energy pulsed and wavered into the space between us. “I will find your sister and see if she is worth saving,” I let him know. Beckham convulsed and then suddenly went still. The darkness retreated dragging with it a phantom of dim dark shapeless light, as it returned to my feet and deposited it there, immobile. I turned to Wyatt, “The first installment of our vow,” I said. The Beast growled in approval from within the confines of Wyatt’s body, his skin bristled as he pushed back with the urge to shift.

My beast was speaking to me as if he were conversing with a stranger. My breath came out like a mist, clouding my reflection on the car. I wiped off the mist with my hand and continued looking at my beast as if he were the most precious thing in my life right now. I don’t want to look away, it feels as if everything would disappear if I dared to look away for even one second. Looking at my beast felt different this time, it felt as if I was just reborn. I felt this anger and pain in my heart as I looked deep into my own eyes. But the moment I think about Ameera, my heart is filled with joy and I feel an urgency to find her before it is too late.