Beast Sonic Novels & Stories

We’re going wild tonight. - The bass hit like a heartbeat, loud, steady, alive. “Cave” looked like every other upscale club tucked into the heart of the city, all neon haze and expensive drinks, but beneath the surface, it was made for wolves like us. Most humans didn’t even know what they were walking into. It didn’t matter. I didn’t come here for the music. Or the crowd. Or the sleek interior with its hidden scent barriers and padded walls built to handle a wolf’s temper.

I wanted to be with her forever. Then one day, my parents told me I was a beastfolk, not human. I was a snake. Because of that, I pulled away from Nancy, worried that she would hate me for what I really was. To keep my beastfolk instinct under control and manipulate my forms, I went overseas. A professional team would help me train out there. Her photos were the only thing that relieved me of my longing for years. They kept me hanging in there. … When I came back, I found out she had a lot more friends, almost like she'd live happily even without me.

And they were screaming a single word: "Awaken!" [The Defensive Line] "Open fire!" Sebastian ordered from the command center, watching the tactical feeds. The automated sonic cannons along the perimeter spun up. WUB-WUB-WUB. A devastating wave of low-frequency sound hit the first wave of cultists. Blood burst from their ears and eyes. Normal men would have collapsed, completely incapacitated. The Ascended merely staggered, shook their heads, and kept charging, firing their assault rifles wildly at the base.

"Let him believe it. If the King thinks he’s in control, he won’t look closer at the archives." "The bond is anchoring Eilis's mind faster than we anticipated," the first replied. He adjusted his heavy cloak, the movement revealing a glimpse of a jagged, old-world sigil pinned to his vest. "The 'Beast' is becoming functional. Stable. Exactly what is required for the transition." "And if the Prince grows too attached? If he puts his mate above the cause?"

' He thought to himself. Sonia had been so carried away by her emotions, that she started calling Igbins names. Unknown to her she'd hit Igbins's magic word. She called him a beast. That was his chance. A perfect excuse to execute his cravings. "Oh! You think I'm a beast right? Ok! I'll show what a beast can do!" Igbins roared, his eyes flashed with a malicious glint. Saying that he grabbed Sonia by her left arm.

Your people are waiting for you". She shouts again while blocking his way. The beast looked at Beck in surprise. "I am Alpha Marcus. I am not a Prince or a King". He shouts back. He opens his mouth again and growls louder. His saliva falls on the floor while his roar echoed the room. This fierce beast's roar was so loud that it struck the Goddes's ears like a severe wall of pain. She instinctively holds her ears.

Activating its powers again, the halberd set loose a sudden surge of purplish-gold brilliance and the destructive beam shot at the Human King of the Chamber. Bong! Bong! The Human King took out a little drum and pounded hard on its face. The little drum shone like a diamond as it rumbled, and the air quivered. Boom! That shattered the purplish-gold beam fired by Chu Xun's halberd and the sonic waves came crashing like tidal waves. Sonic wave attacks?! It was the sort of attack that Chu Xun would always find cumbersome for it deals damage directly to one's soul. The sonic waves came like an unstoppable tide, falling down trees and tearing them into chips and flakes with terrifying efficacy.

I woke up from the sound of my stomach growling, without a word; I stood up from lying on my bed; my face was a little hurt from the incident earlier when I saw my reflection, a big purple bruise. I sighed and held my cheek, and started to heal myself. My mom and dad were fascinated with my gift for healing, but it wasn't extravagant; like the doctors from our tribe, I could heal simple wounds or, like mine—Bruises.

The commander spoke as they headed out the door. Christopher grinned. "I'm not Beast anymore." Bruce cocked his head in surprise. "You do know that we called you Beast because of how you are out on the field, right? The way you went through Crucible and everything else you tackle is what makes you a beast." Christopher shrugged. "I guess I didn't know that. But it didn't bother me. I don't mind being called Beast by you guys…" He left the rest unsaid and headed out of the room.

The sweet-spicy scent of an omega blooming into heat tickled my nose, and I paused mid-punch. Fuck. There weren’t many omegas, and the alpha wolf in me craved this one already. I grabbed the purse, removed the cash from my wallet, and stuffed it inside. Then I looked for someplace safe, like a store with security cameras or a police station, and ran across the street to a 24-hour gym. I wanted the woman with the kids to get her money back and a bit extra for having to deal with a purse snatcher. Inside, transcendental non-Western music of some kind played over the speakers. Guess it had helped drown out the thief’s screams.