Beast Tamer Light Novel Novels & Stories

I slam the door behind me, leaving Terris inside. Ambling downstairs, I find the beast lounging on the settee with his eyes closed, too calm for my liking, like a lion ready to strike. He always keeps a gun with him, and right now, he is stroking his face from the nose up to his forehead with it repeatedly. His disposed gigantic trunk is heaving up and down from his massive breathing. He doesn't look approachable. I don't think I should talk to him right now. I should probably wait for him to calm down a little, if that is even deemed to happen.

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I whispered to myself. Suddenly, there was a weird hot sensation coming from the necklace. It’s not so hot that it could hurt me. It’s just hot enough for me to notice it. I touched the pendant and looked at it. The full moon in the middle of the pendant lightens up and an even weird thing happens. A print of a creature suddenly appeared on the moon. My heart started beating crazily when I realized it was a dog. No. It wasn’t a dog. It looks more like a wolf. What the hell is happening?

The fabric of this dress felt thick, but it was still soft and comfortable when I wore it. Arthur only woke up for lunch; after that, he went back to sleep. I don't have anything else to do after cooking food for him, so I just read the magazines and newspapers from Arthur's closet while eating the waffles he had bought for me. Everything in these magazines and newspapers seems like a collection of fictional stories in news form, but I enjoy it. I also got to know several types of Xenobeasts that often cause chaos at the base. Basically, there are three types that often appear. Type C is the easiest to kill, type B is the poisonous Xenobeast that is four times stronger, and type A is a 3-met

I did everything to be a good friend, only to be treated as my so-called best friend’s scapegoat. When her husband found cigarette ash in their house, she claimed I was the one smoking. When she snuck off for a private rendezvous with her lover, she told him she was celebrating my birthday. And when she got pregnant, she pinned the blame on me again, declaring I was consumed with jealousy—that I had spiked her drink and hired someone to violate her. Enraged, her husband marched to my doorstep wielding a blade and hacked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the exact day she had asked me to cover for her affair.

Licht reached out to wipe off Philip’s aura from his token and said, “If your aura is there, the other party can find us.” Philip nodded in realization. After all, he was not familiar with such things. The two walked into the depths of a forest. There were no traces of other contenders here, but they saw several duels between the overlords. “We don't have a beast tamer. If we did, we could control all the demonic beasts here and take over this place in one fell swoop.” “It’s difficult for a profession like a beast tamer to reach the holy tier, but once someone does, they'll be one of the strongest around,” Licht said to Philip.

Peace said. The beast could be seen standing up from where he sat when Professor Oscorb entered. "Is it ready?" The beast asked. "Yes. This will enhance your cells to enlarge and become immune to the cure doctor Tom have created." Oscorb said. The beast collected it and injected him self. He roared out as his muscles enlarged. "Yes. Yes I feel stronger now." The beast said. "Now I avenge on the werewolves for killing my pack." He roared out. TARA'S RESIDENCE

The pictures flipped like pages in a book. Before he could focus on the face of the man, it transformed into something else. He saw a mountain cliff, a royal court, couples dancing, the petite hand of a woman before she turned into a wolf and ran into the wild. He chased after her, but she was gone. The days turned into night. The night painted itself blue, then red, before everything dissolved into black. A shaft of white light shoved him off his chair, throwing him back against a wall. Zayden growled against his broken spine, bloating his cheeks and trying to breathe through his nose. He focused on his wolf and felt his spine being restructured in an instant.

In our previous life, two suitors came forward: Gideon, the giant shark beastman, and Felix, the hawk beastman. Gideon was rugged, his appearance fierce. His world was deep beneath the waves. Marrying him meant abandoning the land and dwelling in the vast sea. Felix, in contrast, was refined, dignified, his presence commanding. He even vowed to remain in the human city for the sake of his bride. Unwilling to see my frail sister suffer, my parents chose Felix for her. And so I was given to Gideon, bound to the ocean's depths. Day after day, my parents and sister flaunted the bliss of their city life before me. But scarcely half a month later, the rains came without end. Floods surged, swallow

At the hands of his beastly sex master. The moment passed, Luca's hand dropped. He tossed me to the side and I landed on the bed, clawing my neck and taking in precious gulps of air. I heard his boots stomping the floor as he retreated. The door slammed hard behind him, making it rock on its hinges. A tear dropped from my eye as I panted. He didn't kill me. He could've, but he didn't.