Beast Tamer's Rebirth: National Treasure Edition Novels & Stories

However, his skin was covered in bruises and scars. The vendor quickly reapplied the muzzle, patting the beastkin's powerful arm muscles. "Look at him, miss. He's got amazing stamina and recovery abilities. You can vent for two hours for a mere 2000 dollars. As long as you don't slit his throat and bleed him out, he'll recover." I was shocked. "Slit his throat and bleed him?" Were people really this twisted these days? How terrifying. Forget it. The one I had back home didn't let me touch him anyway. Since this one was cheap, I could very well just buy an obedient one.

Save the soul of innocent and be the savior it needs } {Reward: New Followers? (Grandmaster Level), Treasure of Ancient} {Penalty: Failure of saving the target will inflict a Curse of Undead and Tide of Undead on you and your nations} ".…..Wow, that's kinda over the top….by the way, what is a Tide of Undead?..".

he speculated. Regardless of the origin, this was a monumental stroke of luck for him—an opportunity to resolve his urgent needs. "Even though this Beast Taming Technique is incomplete, it's still immensely valuable to me!" Chase scrutinized the emerald slip for a long time, verifying its authenticity. Once convinced, he wasted no time and sat cross-legged, shutting his eyes as he activated the Beast Taming Technique. A deep, guttural howl suddenly echoed through the stone chamber. A fierce gale swept across the room, and a massive demonic wolf materialized out of thin air, standing opposite Chase. Its blood-red eyes locked onto him with predatory intent as its bared fangs glistened menacing

His shyness scared people away… With a frown, his mind returned to poor Debbie. Good thing that child-molesting asshole was already dead or he'd kill him. He actually wished that the asshole was still alive so that he could torture the bastard and THEN kill him. Beast popped his neck and several of the prisoners under his care were unsure of what to make of the giant, scarred, guard that smirked one minute and scowled the next. One thing was for certain; the sight of him alone assured that none of them would be stepping out of line.

David replied. “I see, then I don’t think Nightingale City will have anything that you like. Although this place is close to Crow City and the Endless Forest, if someone finds a more precious treasure, they will definitely not sell it here,” Beanie thought for a while and said. Although there would not be a lot of valuable treasures in the Endless Forest, occasionally there would be one or two, like the Silver Flood Dragon she bought this time and the Beast Crystal in its body. They were considered priceless.

A throne handed over on a plate of gold by his mad father. He would do anything to protect it; even if it meant sacrificing me. Who was I kidding? Damien had done the same thing in my previous life, killing me off to protect his image as lycan King. I'm whisked off, out of his sight and on top of a muscular giant horse. “Can you ride, m’lady?” The bear shifter laughs, assuming I'm too weak to do so. His name is Angus, only brother of the dead Bear Alpha.

"I told you it evolves but don't worry, they only have the strength not mysticism" "How does this game work? I'm in to listen" "The game has five rounds, we need a coin to flip high for head and tail, the head is for which opponent will attack first while the other is for the second strike to end the other's stamina. The game is still the same as the first round however before the other round commences the two opponents will place bets but in the beginning not yet though. Whoever won the last round will take all the bets and it will give you a chance if you want to free the beast and let it live beyond the walls or pet it"

I am afraid he won't hear it. "I need a few questions answered. Until I receive those answers, you must stay here. The oracle has already been summoned, so it should not be more than a few days," he replies, and my eyes bulge as he speaks about the mythical creature my teachers talked about during our story times. "The Beast Oracle is only a legend...Not a real being...right," I whisper, and he growls softly.

I signaled Lily with a glance, telling her to fetch the Nightguards. Lyra didn't stop Lily. Her eyes, however, never strayed from my belly. "Judging by the size, you're eight… maybe nine months along? "'The Beast King is frantic for an heir, yet somehow, a whore in the Forsaken Wing dares to sneak around with a lover…" I scowled, cradling my stomach with one hand while snatching up a candlestick with the other. "Watch your mouth!" She smiled coyly before striking me across the face. I collapsed onto the floor as she spat at me.

The performer with the highest votes would be crowned Best Beastfolk Star, and they'd be awarded with a handsome amount of prize money. Money aside, the title could also grant the beastfolk more popularity. That was why many beastfolk wanted it. The performers were beautiful and charming, but I was thinking about Nathaniel. Eight-pack abs, lean body, and I hated to say this, but his face was unusually attractive. If he were to show up on stage and start shimmying… Something hot came out of my nose. Samuel turned. Shocked, he asked, "Why do you have a nosebleed?"