Beast Manga Novels & Stories

"Isn't this rain lasting a little too long?" Felix held me close, frowning slightly. Beastmen were always sharp—his instincts were sounding the alarm. I nodded. Fortunately, we had reinforced the power system earlier. Otherwise, with rain this heavy, a blackout would have been a real problem. "Honey, should we go take a look outside?" I blinked. "How?" "By flying, of course." He ruffled my hair, murmured something under his breath, and suddenly—wings unfurled across his back.

The beast resembled a Hyde—the kind she had seen in pictures in books……but what was standing in front of her right now? She had never seen anything like it in her entire life. The beast stood still, his eyes fixed on Akira, and she wondered why. But she didn't move; she didn't say a word. The only one she could have been talking to was stirring inside her head and had refused to speak, so she chose to remain mute. The beast finally moved, taking another step toward her, and once it did, Akira froze, her breath caught in her throat. What the hell is Lord Ragnar waiting for?

Plus, my doctor said my hormones were out of balance, and I needed a way to relieve the stress. However, I already had a wolfhound at home. Salem Tarr would definitely have taken issue with it. Sensing my hesitation, the vendor kicked the beastkin. "Get up and show the lady your muscles." The beastkin rose to his feet slowly. Chains bound his body, and he could only remove his black T-shirt with one hand, instantly revealing his lean, pale muscles. However, his skin was covered in bruises and scars.

He sinisterly stared at the bloodstain on my dress, growling in Wolfish, "Damn it! I'd wasted so much time raising her, and now, she had to let me down at the most crucial point in time?" Still, he stood back up and folded his sleeves back, still speaking in Wolfish. "We'll let her rest for another week until all of her menstrual blood is clear. Then we will make our move when the moon is full. Her flesh will be even more nourishing for us, then." I'd played my cards right after all. These beasts were very particular about taste. Felix crouched again and picked me up from the ground rather harshly. Then, he began striding upstairs while still pretending to be gentlemanly with his words.

The Beast. He was surprised to say the least, that Professor Ridley-Forrester was a young, Asian woman. She was about as intimidating as a butterfly. Had his brother been joking about her reputation? Sure, he’ll admit that the woman possessed great self-defense skills but nothing about her screamed evil bitch. Evan decided to introduce himself. Without another thought, he strolled onto the mat, stopping in front of the petite woman.

Beastmen males always died in their beast form - she was starting to loose her ability to stay human. "Shuule, I'm so sorry, please, please try to put your ears away," He hissed. He didn't think she could hear him, but as the eagles started to descend on them, with a whimper, she complied. ---- Meanwhile in the City of Beasts, it was a crisp sunny day. It was still hot, but much cooler than it had been even just a few days ago. A young woman was laying out next to the waterhole, aimlessly scribbling on a piece of parchment with charcoal. Her auburn hair was braided and rolled into a bun on the top of her head, with white flowers woven in. Next to her, two leopards were stretched out, one ver

Murmuring forlornly to something small clutched in his hands. No. Not that. Bast urged. Circling his friend as his stomach fell through the floor. Please no. Don’t let it be… Mardichi was shirtless. Back split by red dragon spines. Pulsing and rustling as the skin on his shoulder blades turned to red scales. Then melded back to pink flesh before splitting and emerging again as he fought the beast trying to arise from his body. Bast was filled with dread. He was happy for so long! How could this have happened?

Sealing the chest closed Gerfast tied a knot on the string and leaned down to secure the extra length between his incisors, a delicate shiver winding down his spine as the cold dead flesh brushed the tip of his nose, and cut it. “Pardon?” “Tell them sons of bitches I don’t need no help, if I needed one I’d of bought a slave.” “None sent me, I jus’ come on my own.” The boy shuffled on his feet at the first rumble of thunder in the distance: a sound so deep Gerfast felt it reverberate from the foundation and up his arthritic limbs. Both swivelled to watch the darkness bleed across the face of the city like some heliotropic plague that eclipsed the sun and threatened to plunge the world in a co

After that, I'm not sure what to do. "The Beast Oracle is only a legend...Not a real being...right," she whispers, and I growl as the disrespectful term leaves her beautiful lips. Hurt and betrayal whip through my mind. My mate is just like all of them. We fight and die so they can live in peace and safety, but we are called beasts.

Witch! "Just pull off all your clothes and hand them over to us". Lilly's mother said. I removed my clothes slowly. After staying stark naked, for what seemed so long, we heard a loud and powerful howl. It was Damian, he was obviously, the first person among us all to shift.