Beast Of The Land Novels & Stories

Riley’s life shatters the moment she meets her mate. Instead of accepting her, he rejects her at first sight and, in the same breath, proposes to her stepsister. For Riley, the pain cuts deeper because this is not the first thing she has lost to her sister. All her life, Riley has sacrificed her happiness, her opportunities, and everything precious just to keep the peace in her family. But she never imagined she would be asked to give up her mate too. When her stepsister finally offers to give something back, it comes at a terrible price. Riley is asked to take her place in an ancient ritual that has thrown every young maiden in the city into fear, a single night with the Beast. The Beast

"I'm just fucking with you, Georgie. Just testing your limits. Luckily, these guys never leave the water, so you won't have to fight one. You can stick to the enemies on dry land to protect your queen." With a flick of my finger, the carcass went flying up and over the water, the creature jumping for it again. Its body is adjusted to fit it. His jaw was unhinged, and he seemed to grow bigger as he sank his teeth into the animal before dragging it back into the water. "You're as twisted as your mate," George grumbled as he returned to his position. The comment filled me with pride, and I couldn't have been happier that he had compared me to Tobias.

The young ones were a short distance away across the island. My magic made something like a topographic map of the land around us in my mind. We were on a large island in the swamp and in the middle of a no man's land of territory beyond it was 'The Beast,’ it belonged to him, but was that really what he was? I didn’t think so. My father had called his kind protectors of the swamp, of the bayous, something older than the Arcadian people that had settled here. There was more to the story I was sure. I had known real Beasts, these were good people, good men, and that weighed on my conscious.

He could sense that this was becoming more and more complicated as it stared at him with its pitch-black eyes. Denver – in his beast form – howled like a madman – before he tried to open the prison cell by colliding his body in it. His eyes widened as he saw the dented prison cell before it whimpered and growled – like it just made him more… livid. This time, even King Levi felt a bit of fear inside him. Even though he knew about this already – he was still disoriented and just so shocked at how this happened. Denver’s beast form is just too powerful, and he didn’t know what might happen if he got out from this cell.

a hunter ordered his men to retreat. Alpha Alec? The ground vibrated with the hunters’ heavy footsteps, and the air shuddered with another ferocious howl. Even though it intimidated me, I stole a glimpse above the trench. I had to see Alpha Alec for myself, and as soon as I did, I wished I hadn’t. He was terrifying, worse than Godzilla and King Kong put together. I snatched in a gasp as the gargantuan-sized Lycanthrope pushed through the trees as if they were just weeds in an overgrown garden, leaving a trail of carnage behind him. He seized one of the deserting hunters and trapped him in his giant claws. Before I had time to avert my gaze, he bit off his head and spat it onto the ground. Th

I sank to my knees in the snow, fists clenched so tight my nails bit into skin. “Elira,” I whispered, voice barely more than air. “Please.” But the forest didn’t answer. She was nowhere. And for the first time in years—maybe ever— I was fucking terrified. My beast took over and shifted back with a snarl, bones tearing and reforming until the ground quaked beneath my paws. Then I howled. A sound that cracked through the sky and sent birds scattering from the trees. It wasn’t a call. It was a warning. A demand. A threat to whatever dared take her from me.

"Let's go. Never seen that kind of performance before." … When I arrived at the center, I realized my life had been dull until this moment. The center, like its name suggested, was filled with all kinds of beastfolk. Adorable rabbits, seductive foxes, imposing wolf-dogs, outgoing and cheerful puppies, and more. This was heaven. The beastfolk were performing on the stage with all they had, showing off their charm as best as they could. The performer with the highest votes would be crowned Best Beastfolk Star, and they'd be awarded with a handsome amount of prize money.

His small stature and absence of the usual muscular build typical of his kind set him apart. With his limbs restrained by chains, escorted by guards, Aloov was brought before us. I observed him closely, analyzing his condition and assessing his status. [Aloov- Level 78] [....] [Title- Shameless Toad] [Skill - Persuasion, Language Proficiency…] The Beastman's status was far from impressive, yet notably distinctive for someone from the Beast race. The creature seemed visibly frightened, displaying signs of mental instability. Oddly captivated, I couldn't help but study the Beastman closely. In return, the Beastman locked eyes with me, revealing a deep-seated worry in his frightened gaze.

Bella warns. “What’s a Kaiju?” Ember asks. “Giant monsters.” Casey responds. Ember makes an O shape with her mouth. “I’ve already dealt with one. It was in the prison of the damned.” I say. “It’s dead now.” “Well then.” Casey says. “Giant monsters shouldn’t be a problem then. You must have killed Gojira, the King of the Monsters. However, there is a three headed dragon that guards that temple. It’s called Onaga.”

“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.