Beast Mc Novels & Stories

The Knight frowned and he soon rode off. "Who the hell is him?!" The second man grinned. "That's the Beast Dog! The beast Dog!!" The third man replied fearfully. (Beast Dog is a name given to those who have the lust for killing beasts. No matter how strong the beast is, they will make sure to fight it to the end, without surrending.) Every of the officials were all seated and the competition will soon begin. "And let the competition begin!!" In this competition, the amount of those participating are in three digit numbers. They are in a total of 500 disciples and they all have different levels of power according to the Teirs of their Body.

he asked Duke, not minding my presence. "Yes, babe, she's my steward," Duke responded dryly. If I am not mistaken, she is Marie, the second daughter of the Menejez tribe; they lived near the Criose territory, the most hard-headed tribe; they were called the black sheep tribe. They don't follow the rules; they are killed once every hundred years via poisoning or hunting. They were the main reason why we wolves were almost exposed, and now, humans do believe we exist and continually hunt us. Either to kill or to attract people for money.

the tiny guy asked with his incredibly low voice. “Stopped screaming.” “Good.” Then, handing a newly bought mace to the quiet man, he clarified, “If she starts screaming again.” They moved to a private lounge where a few others were nursing some beers, playing poker with thousands of dollars, just for fun. “Sir,” one of them said, all of them immediately standing to show their loyalty to him. “Beast,” another said, eyes wide, with a smirk on his face. “Jones has a girl.” “A girl?” Beast asked, frowning deeply, not believing it. “He only cares about his alcohol. And when the hell does he have time for girls? Usually, it’s women.”

I felt weak and so hungry, Drake look at me one last time before leaving, I wondered what happened. "C'o on it lunch time" Beast smirked at me settling me unto his lap. His erection were pressed against me making feel uncomfortable, I try to move away from it causing it to stir more, I froze stilling my movement at once. Beast feed me the food first then the fruits,forcing the grapes into my mouth, I moan and suck on his fingers trying to get more of the juice. Whatever he had injected in me was no doubt working as I fought for more grapes,whining and sucking of the left juices on his fingers.

’’ --- In between the two highest points of earth; Mount Miragin and Atla, a large construct of stones are establish- the yet to be completed castle of the ruling lord of beast kingdom. Viscor Mukha, the mightiest in beast kingdom serving as the rule while the king, Aliyon is not present, commanding the entire kingdom to never hurt or kill a human- one of the promises he kept when the godly Near spared his life- but they didn’t come up with an agreement to turn them into beasts. ‘’If the humans became beasts, and we tortured them, we aren’t really torturing humans, right? GAHAHAHA!’’

Many people had left Oasis Vale in recent years, and Ian had also informed them of Gideon's arrest. … Deep in a forest in Magaria, a beast-like roar was heard. Then, a burly man draped in furs charged toward the highest peak. He stood before the black palace built on it. It was Monty Braun, the King of Beasts. He'd been in many battles over the years. Not only did he have an army of eight million, but he also had over two million beasts under his command. In total, his army was ten million strong. "My lord!" his subjects roared.

A man angrily threw his glass to the ground in anger. "They said if we want to take those two disciples, we have to give them something commensurate with the loss of life from their city." On the island, a woman stood up angrily after saying her words. The thing that stirred up the central continent had also reached their ears, the beast sect. A sect that specialised in controlling demonic beasts or demonic monsters. The man sitting on the chair with two horns at the end of the sides of the chair was a beast sect master who was at the first level of the heavenly king realm. Even so, he was said to have beasts at the level of a fifth-level heavenly king.

"Marcus wants to use him as bait. He knew you would come looking." Trent nodded slowly. That tracked with what he already suspected. Marcus was playing a dangerous game, trying to draw Trent out while having backup plans in place. "How many men does Marcus have with him?" Trent asked. "At least fifty," Zendaya said. "All rogues. All loyal to him because he promised them territory and power once he takes over your pack." Fifty rogues plus Marcus himself. Those were not good odds, even for an alpha and his warriors. Trent would need to be smart about this.

“Do you know what it feels like to have your teeth pulled, one by one? The nerves don’t die easy, Camilla.” I want to be steel. I want to laugh in his face. But I feel it. Cold fingers trailing down my spine. A clenching in my gut. If even a fraction of this is true… If Zeke did that—if he’s capable of doing that… The realization hits like a freight train. He’s a monster. That’s what Mrs. Mancini had said, right?

The elders nodded but the fear remained in their eyes as they watched their King slowly slip away and the unholy monster begin to take his place. Jessebelle raised her well trimmed eyebrow and asked, "Who is her?" her face turned down in a frown. The king sighed, having no patience for the vexing woman beside him. And all of a sudden, like a wave it hit him... The sensation of his mates blood being drawn. Any control he had of his beast was gone as in the next few seconds he had trasformed completely with low growl. The elders all stood up and stepped back as the beast ran through the room and out of the meeting hall. Jessebelle stood up her eyes wide with fear and confusion before her knees