Beast Wars Transmutate Novels & Stories

I moved my hands to touch his scars, but Andrew caught my hand, stopping me from doing it. "You want to see the beast. I'll show you the beast," he said, with a loud growl in front of me. Andrew turned into a big black wolf, and I watched in awe as he transformed before my eyes, his eyes now glowing with an otherworldly intensity. The beast stood before me, powerful and majestic, a sight that both terrified and captivated me.

He was serving punch after punch, even though the man beneath him wasn't responsive at all. The silence was deafening, and the sound of his grunts filled the entire hall with both horror and dread. I stood frozen to my spot, my eyes fixed on the monster of a man I was mated to, as he went again and again at the helpless man. I knew this wasn't what happened with Valerian, judging from how he had looked when he was buried, but hell, I wondered if it was close. If it was this merciless. "Alpha," the instructor said, but Alpha Eros just kept going, like the man wasn't saying anything.

She cannot even lift a pin without her wolf- the most transmutate first before she fights Agatha’s body elongates, and before anyone knows it to transmutates in less than a second- mind-blowing! She is now a massive silver coloured wolf with blue eyes. It is such a wonder that were wolves and silver and not friends, yet a werewolf can have a silver colour

No longer did the creature have its fierce predatory expression, or any hint of violence whatsoever. It was simply terrified. ~WHOOSH~ In a sudden gust of wind that caught the Monster off guard, Rey appeared before it with a wide smile on his face. “Die.” Rey's voice was calm as he touched the Monster’s chest. A quick use of [Transmute] caused the creature to expand like a balloon, instantly bursting the next second. Its blood and innards splattered across the room, staining the pure white and blue surroundings. As its Monster Core appeared, dozens of other Monster Cores rained from above.

He must’ve known we were losing. He immediately shifted. My eyes popped out of my head. If we hadn’t been right in the middle of a pack war I would've probably passed the fuck out. Holy shit. Holy shit!! Ingrid looked at me - eyes popping out of her head. Red didn’t turn into a wolf. He turned into a fucking bear. A huge ass red - of course - grizzly. He was a metamorph. I was beginning to wonder if all the old stories we used to hear as kids were actually true. Witches .. creating werewolves by biting humans… teleporting .. which I could do but still .. and now an actual metamorph. Right in front of me.

"No more physical form to limit me. No more prison to contain me. I exist in all of you now. And through you, I'll reshape this world." "Let the games begin." The voice faded. The silence that followed was worse than the noise. Then someone screamed. An enhanced wolf from Seraphina's forces, a young male I didn't recognize. He clutched his head, his whole body convulsing. The wolves around him backed away as his bones began breaking and reforming. "Help me!" he screamed. "Please, it hurts, it.." His voice cut off. Changed. Became something deeper, more guttural. His body twisted, growing larger, more monstrous. Fur sprouted in patches over skin that had turned grayish and wrong. His eyes wen

"Real magic not the pale imitation that your court mage practices." "Beasts cannot use magic" I said. "Only a few like Eldric have any magical ability at all." "You are right" Willem said. "Beasts cannot use magic like this." Then he began to change. His body twisted and grew taller. His skin took on a pale silvery color. His eyes turned completely black with no white showing at all. Pointed ears emerged from his hair and his fingers grew long and sharp. "What are you" I whispered. I had never seen anything like this before.

The stone melted into smooth glass, then into pale marble etched with delicate veins of light. When I stepped back, the bench remained changed. Permanent. Creation from something that already existed. Ash circled me slowly, assessing the result. “You’ve mastered the distinctions. Healing at will. Temporary constructs born of pure desire. Permanent transmutation when you choose to anchor your power to matter.” He met my eyes. “You don’t even hesitate anymore.” I didn’t correct him. Because he was right. Later, when Ash was called away—something about border disturbances and a flare of unrest deeper in the lower corridors—I drifted toward the gardens.

"Isn't this rain lasting a little too long?" Felix held me close, frowning slightly. Beastmen were always sharp—his instincts were sounding the alarm. I nodded. Fortunately, we had reinforced the power system earlier. Otherwise, with rain this heavy, a blackout would have been a real problem. "Honey, should we go take a look outside?" I blinked. "How?" "By flying, of course." He ruffled my hair, murmured something under his breath, and suddenly—wings unfurled across his back.

gained the ability to speak. I didn't take it to heart. The reason they couldn't transform or speak was simply insufficient power. As long as they had enough energy and training, transformation wouldn't be difficult. During this time, I took them hunting and taught them techniques. They became much stronger than before. Beastmen who could survive with defective bodies were hardly ordinary creatures. True to form, what they lacked in one area, they made up for in another. Although Soren couldn't see from one eye, he had exceptionally keen hearing. And although Adrian temporarily couldn't fly, he had incredibly sharp claws.