Beast Of Beauclair Novels & Stories

They were ready to begin the journey to changing history, even if it meant going through the Beast King himself. No one would stop them. "I hate to interrupt this beautiful moment but...its time, Calliope. The Beast King approaches." Kelsey stated, gesturing up at the sky that had begun to clear, showcasing the moon that was truly at its peak. She was right and they could all feel it as an incredibly powerful being slowly approached where they were. The Beast King Immortal was walking the mortal plane, returning to claim his bride... ***

As the aura of a fifth-tier knight spread outward, the fierce, forceful roaring inside at once degenerated into frightened whimpering. An image involuntarily surfaced in Logo’s mind: A mad dog, locked inside a cage and barking frantically, suddenly confronted by a tiger. At once it tucked in its tail, cowered in the corner, and trembled all over. With one hand, Beff lifted out the cage. Inside was not a mad dog, but a boar with dark hide, a hard armored carapace across its back, and a pair of razor-sharp tusks. A Blackarmored Boar.

The priestess of the Beast Clan, who was less than 20 years old, looked even holier and more beautiful in the robe which was as white as snow. Masters of the Beast Clan gathered around the altar. One of them was a tall and sturdy young beastman with thick hair and beard. He was particularly eye-catching in the crowd. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and there was a faint scar from between his eyebrows to the corner of his mouth. The scar was extremely shallow. Not only did it not affect his appearance, but it also added a bit of fierceness and wild beauty to him. The young beastman's long hair looked like burning fire. He was holding a pale golden long rod in his hand and was standing in

he growled. "Why don't you help?" Barbie retorted, totally ignoring his annoyed sigh. Blaise rolled his eyes. "Whatever." His back glowed and two sheathed swords appeared. Blaise stared at the beast and grabbed both hilt and unsheathed it, slashing diagonally across the opposite sides. In just a minute after Blaise decided to join in the fight, the beast crumpled down. Barbie was huffing. That beast was three times larger than her. Two times larger than Blaise. How in the name of Demetrius did he manage to defeat it in just a slash?

The beast groans, inducing terror in me, wrecking my cool. Why does he seem so curious?

It gives him a few seconds before the hounds decide attacking is their best move. They might have gained some newfound intelligence, but Beast is smart and has had years of practice. Our eyes carry bloodlust, our bodies made for killing. Beast's claws rake a wide path across one throat and chest. It's not a killing blow, but the hound lists to the side and the other jumps around him. It's almost like he's protecting the hurt creature. Beast lets out a growl that rumbles clear to our feet and charges head-on. We clash and the hound goes to the ground with Beast on top. We grab his neck within our crushing jaws and crunch bone. The other hound lands on top of us, his snapping jaws taking a bit

This poor soul had come for a party, and had instead found horror. Like the images in the room behind her, Beatrice could see that the beast also had green flames smouldering in its sockets. Yet it was Claire who amazed Beatrice. The woman had managed to haul the creature away from her, and was now blocking its slow, menacing advance. “What the hell is it?” Claire was breathing hard with exertion. She had somehow found a keel hook on deck, which she now brandished, and had kicked off her heeled shoes, bare feet braced and ready for attack.

Emmanuel and the leaders from various factions followed at a respectful distance, neither too close nor too far. Beaumere was an expansive swamp cloaked in mist, exuding an air of mystery to those outside. However, once inside, extreme caution was essential. This place was rife with dangers. The swamp would occasionally release a terrifying toxic haze, which posed a lethal threat to ordinary martial artists who breathed it in, often resulting in death or severe injury. Furthermore, the vast and ancient swamp was home to numerous mysterious and fearsome ancient beasts that were truly terrifying. Shortly after entering Beaumere, the aircraft could not continue flying and had to land. Gideon re

In other words, the Beast Controller Plate was equivalent to magic storage that could hold living things. At the thought of that, Caspian quickly unlocked the Beast Controller Plate, and just as he expected, there was also a third-rank wild beast in the shape of a deer. However, unlike the Azure Moon Silver Wolf, the deer-shaped monster had dull eyes. After being released by Caspian, it stood there motionless. If it did not blink and breathe occasionally, Caspian would have suspected that it was a sculpture.

"The big one... it's coming through the breach!" The golden waterfall suddenly jerked. The nectar stopped flowing, and for a heartbeat, the mountain was silent. Then the rock face behind the falls began to crack. A massive, clawed hand that was as white as bone and large as a carriage—thrust through the stone. It was a Void-Beast, a creature of pure hunger that Clarence must have summoned from the deepest pits of the abyss. It pulled itself through the rift, its body a shifting mass of teeth and eyes, its presence so cold that the honey lake began to freeze at the edges.