Beast Wars Tarantula Novels & Stories

Using his power, he crushed all the blades and arrows hiding in the forest in just one snap, then looked at the direction of the fifth mountain. Sabrina's POV I sighed in relief when I saw Alex and Azrael. Because of that, I'm excited to fight the beasts. In front of me is a two headed huge spider. This beast is Orthrus. According to the book, Orthrus web shrouds can make living things paralyze and worst get you killed once you are trapped inside because that white thing is poisonous. But I know its weakness so it won't take long to defeat this beast.

Giantic white tentacles! "What in the world?!" Tarah said out of her mind while her attention was fixed on the strangely huge creature which made her even more frozen. All she could feel was her throbbing heart and her bloating head as though it was about to explode from the extreme emotions that she was feeling right now. Then, the creature finally revealed its whole body. It was a giant octopus! No, a white monster octopus!

Sandra: It was amazing! The two beings trapped in that egg thing were gods! I mean, Leviathan and Behemoth! I always imaged them differently but, this was amazing to see up close and in person! Of course, things only escalated really quickly. A humongous spider suddenly lands on the floating orb. It violently shook as the spider clung on. I’ve seen plenty of spiders in my days, but this thing was going to give me nightmares for the rest of my life!

Breathing in fast paces, still staring at me, yet, like I was a foreign entity. “Bastard.” He suddenly seethed, in a doubled voice. “What? Who are you talking about?” I cried out, pouting my lips in hurt at his sudden state. “Teta…” He trailed his father’s name out fiercely, hands in defense like he was protecting himself from something. When he transformed, his beast stood up, pouncing on the floor in a heavy thud. As he did, broken shambles followed, destroying the entire piece and everything that it entailed.

My mother, Keenan. I can't leave them, I must get back. So once again I push myself one last time and when the beast's head is close to mine, I lash out and bite just bellow his right ear. He whines from pain but still doesn't release me. He then turns his head up and howls and then soon later, six more wolves appear around us. I know that this fight is really over now. I won't escape the seven wolves, especially with my wounded legs. So I stop struggling. Now, my fight is over. But if not now, I will still find a way to get out.

Monster Emperor Balang warned Shentia. "Don't worry. You know how strong his shell is. Unless I use my full strength, I won't injure him. He will feel a mild impact because I will use half my power," Monster Emperor Shentia replied as he swung his hammer in Taras' direction. The hammer made contact. A loud roar shook the cave and Monster Emperor Taras opened his eyes. "Do you want to die, Shentia!!!" Monster Emperor Taras roared as he stood up and an oppressive aura spread everywhere in the place.

When the beast saw a human such as Andrius dare to rush into their den, they thought he was fresh meat and charged at him fiercely, intending to feast. These beasts were enormous and powerful. Andrius could sense that several of them were at the late Heavenly Immortal stage, with some also at the early Arcane Immortal stage. “Bring it on!” Andrius snorted coldly. He had no fear and began to sweep them away with his Linebreaker Overlord.

The Roman empire and their slave filled colosseum have nothing on these monsters. The snap of a twig catches his attention and I growl lowly, hoping to draw his eyes back on me but it’s too late, he has spotted Tara running and gives chase. Without a second thought, my wolf takes over completely, pushing me back and runs after the bear on pure instinct and raw primal energy.

he taunted, landing a swift counterpunch that sent the thug stumbling. I faced off against Mohawk Guy who is in front of me, dodging his wild swings of his bat with a mix of agility and street smarts. "I've had enough of clichés for one night," I quipped, landing a solid kick that had him reassessing his life choices. The room became a battleground of fists and chaos. Amid the battle, a mysterious figure in the shadows aimed a gun at us. Before I could react, Hendrix, with his werewolf reflexes, deflected the bullets with a piece of debris.