Beast Machines Noble Novels & Stories

"See that blue pulse? That's the Arc Reactor—or whatever knockoff tech they stole to power it." "Great," Ben said from behind his pillar. "So we just have to walk up to the three-headed death machine, ask it to lift its shirt, and stab it in the heart. Easy peasy." "No," Jack’s eyes narrowed. He watched the beast move. It took a step. The left head snarled at Marcus. The right head looked at Ben. The middle head was tracking Jack. But there was a stutter. When the left head growled, the right head’s ear twitched a split second later. When the middle head locked onto Jack, the legs hesitated for a fraction of a second before adjusting the stance.

she tried to smile, but her lips wouldn’t quite cooperate. Dante grinned—a little, tough, Romano grin. “Messy’s our specialty. Impossible just means we’re not done yet.” They reached a massive, round door—like a vault, glowing orange-hot. It hurt to look at. Hiss! Steam blasted out from the edges. Three machines dropped from the ceiling—not the shiny soldiers from before, but giant spiders, all copper and glass. In each spider’s belly, a burning coal glowed like a tiny, furious sun.

The Nebula Beast, a creature of both beauty and terror, had awakened. The Nebula Beast, an entity of swirling galaxies and shimmering stardust loomed before them, dwarfing the group with its vastness. Its voice, like a million harmonized whispers, echoed through the void. "Why have you trespassed into my domain?" the Beast inquired, its tone resonating with curiosity rather than anger. Elara, though stunned by its magnificent presence, found her voice. "We seek knowledge, not to harm or desecrate your realm. We are travelers, adventurers."

Pain rockets through my right eye, and I’m pretty sure he snapped my orbital bone, but the pain is nothing compared to how I felt when he took Bexley from me. Bexley. I’m fighting for her. He raises the weapon to slam it into me again, and I use his shift in weight to my advantage, leaning in the opposite direction and thrusting up with my hindlegs. In this position, they’re more powerful than a human’s, even a large one like Garth. I rocket him off me, and he slams into the wall, taking out a table and one of my mother’s favorite vases. It shatters all over the floor.

The men look at me, meeting my eyes, trusting that I can control Beast and be with them on equal ground. Beast rumbles as he always does, but I pull him back and join eyes with each man in turn. Beck sits on my right, his blue eyes intense, his usual scowl in place. Next to him is Labyrinth, who has the unique gift of one blue and one green eye. His size is so intimidating most people never notice, though. Nokita, the talker of the bunch, has the customary full blue eyes we're known for. As the youngest of our brotherhood, he's still growing into his beast. Axel, the sanest of us all, is an oddity as a pacifist in a world of war. I suspect he controls his beast more than I'm capable of, but

It was a huge deal and not to be taken lightly. The guards also had a magical beast each. Those beasts had a dragon head, a tiger's body, a cow's hooves, and the tail of a snake—it was a most peculiar sight. Those creatures were called Mighty Butes. The Mighty Bute was a magical beast unique to the Godly Region. It had infinite sight and hearing and was also incredibly strong. Even though only the two stood with the guards watching the entrance, not even a fly would be able to get past them.

Ferris asked darkly raising the eyebrow. Hazel bit her lips before she looked straight in his eyes, saying, “yes, you are beast. My loving beast.”

“Young Mistress.” I looked at both my tamed beasts, but noticed the voice in my head wasn't coming from them. I softly inquired who it was; the voice calmly explained; it was none other than the Mystical Beast of Illusions, whom I'll henceforth name MBI for short. MBI slowly explained to me: “You're in an illusionary world. It's hard to tell if this world once existed, but one thing's for sure... that crimson-eyed tiger was a mystical beast. While inside your arerat symbol, I came to understand that you're gifted with the ability of absorbing mystical beasts.

“No, it’s not a coincidence, the gymnasium is named after my family. Now that we’ve introduced ourselves, I trust that I’ll not have any more interruptions when I use the punching bag.” Evan Alston watched the threesome from his position against the wall. He had been as enraptured as everyone else at the strength and skill displayed by the tiny woman. It had been astonishing to see the woman defeat men three times her size. He became even more intrigued when he overheard someone whisper her identity. The Beast.

I sensed it was because of the fact that he turned them. “Please listen to me--” “Not them.” “Not them, Ava.” “They were responsible for the girl’s death! Tabitha…they fed on her blood and made her hate herself.” I let out. “I need to know what creature they are! What did you turn them to?” King Caspian was silent that instant. It was almost like he absorbed everything I said and was contemplating it. After a long while, he finally spoke. “My beast has different abilities.” “You’re lucky you took most of its genes, Ava.”