Beast Monster Novels & Stories

Iris. Lightning. Blinding lightning cracks across the sky, and that’s when I see it. A monstrosity. A towering werewolf, drenched in rain, muscles taut and rippling with barely restrained rage. Each limb looks sculpted for violence. Its fur is slick, dark, and matted from blood and storm. Its breath steams in the cold air. Plumes spiral around its snout. Its eyes, blazing gold. My heart stops. God… I just fell into another creature’s war. All of them, beasts of the moon. Beasts of the night. Oh no!

She turned—just in time to see Becca and Max racing toward her. “Becca,” Mira choked, stumbling forward. The two women embraced fiercely, holding each other like survivors from a wild battle. “You’re okay,” Becca whispered. “I could say the same,” Mira replied, voice breaking. Max’s eyes darted toward the beast, still pacing at the far end. “What the hell is that?” Becca followed his gaze—and froze. Her jaw dropped at the sight of the monster, and then her eyes fell on Desmond and Seraphina. Her voice went hollow.

Not only is it big, but its speed and agile movements are also very difficult to overcome. Some have thick skin, some have hard skin. It is not easy to penetrate their skin with the claws and fangs of the Beast Man, who is clearly far inferior. The strength of the monsters in the *Forbidden Forest is extraordinarily large. A low-class monster in the Forbidden Forest is equal in strength to a Beast Man ranked *Emerald.

“Everyone says that we are cursed creatures. Creatures who live in the dark deserve to die because we bring harm to everyone around us. But we eventually strived and made a name for ourselves. Now others come to us to ask for our protection.” “Why do they call you cursed?” “Because we are,” he told me with a gentle smile, “we share the same looks, as if we’re the same kind, but when something happens, or when need be, or when the moon is full, we transform into monsters.” “I’ve never seen anyone transform,” I told him. He chuckled and shook his head. “Maybe he never let you.” I stared at him, startled. How did he know that I was talking about Zeke?

Being more monster than beasts, Beast Lords usually have powerful capabilities of their own. On the other hand, Chu Xun was left despondent at his futile attempt to procure another Spirit Core. But he could ill afford giving chase for his gigantic feline prey. There could be many more Beast Lords lurking within the frosty wilderness of stone monoliths that would easily make any attempt of pursuit a foolhardy attempt. All around him, the rest of the explorers were stunned. How could a monster tiger as powerful and humungous as that be routed so effortlessly?!

He answered. His words made total sense. As simple as he looked, he was wise and very accurate with his intuitions. "So what's your decision father. We both know that when you cross the damn river there is no point of return." I reminded him. "Damon, That Beast is searching for a breeder. A bond and mate. If luckily Hera proves herself worthy and its instinct is drawn fully to her, it won't harm her. I don't want to think the worst that's why I still have a ray of hope that she is still alive and being kept well." He answered.

"Grandma what was the beast." "This might sound blizzard but the beast can shape shift into a human at daytime and a ferocious beast at night that craves the human flesh. The beast might live among us without our awareness." "Grandma what was the name of the forest monsters," Violet asked eagerly her eyes danced with sinister interest in the beast. " It was a werewolf."

Breathing in fast paces, still staring at me, yet, like I was a foreign entity. “Bastard.” He suddenly seethed, in a doubled voice. “What? Who are you talking about?” I cried out, pouting my lips in hurt at his sudden state. “Teta…” He trailed his father’s name out fiercely, hands in defense like he was protecting himself from something. When he transformed, his beast stood up, pouncing on the floor in a heavy thud. As he did, broken shambles followed, destroying the entire piece and everything that it entailed.

"Boss, what are we going to do? Your stepmother has her, and this isn’t a time to be fighting amongst ourselves. We need to find her hideout and figure out where she is controlling those drones." A growl traveled up my throat, raking my eyes across the room. Everyone was staring at me, their faces contorted with fear. They thought I was the monster? They hadn't seen the true monster, the one who was tearing my world apart piece by bloody piece. "Hugo," I snarled. "Get me Romano. Now." He didn't argue or say a word, he just nodded and hurried out of the room.

His heart was frozen, filled with tar. He was a Beast. And nothing would change him. He was a skilled manipulator. One that made you doubt yourself. More than physical torture, he aimed for mental one. A part of me was worried. Even scared for this man with warm eyes. He looked like he hadn’t faced the darkness of this world. Like he wasn’t tainted with the filth I was sinking deep in. For some reason, I wanted to keep it that way. ***