Beast Wirt Novels & Stories

There are a lot of hunters waiting to hunt him, it would also harm your life, so keep him and yourself safe. [Ok grandpa] Suddenly, I heard a voice in my head. (you don't have to worry about keeping my identity safe, I can alter my appearance to a certain level. Open up the beast, stat to check my stats. The system told me to remind you about this.) I shouted immediately. (Open beast stats!) _________________________________________ Beast stats (1) Name: Oreo Species: Black sabre-toothed tiger Tier: Beta (2) level: 30

And standing over us wasn't the Rowan I knew. Rowan was standing on all fours, but his body was a nightmare of transformation. He wasn't a sleek, noble wolf like the others. He was something older, something darker. His fur was a deep, bruised violet-black, and his eyes were twin pools of amethyst fire. He was larger than Valerius, larger than any of the hounds. He was the **Beast** the Aethel-Corp had tried to drown in a sea of gold ink. He let out a howl that shattered the remaining glass in the warehouse. It wasn't a sound of victory. It was a sound of **Grief**.

The elders nodded but the fear remained in their eyes as they watched their King slowly slip away and the unholy monster begin to take his place. Jessebelle raised her well trimmed eyebrow and asked, "Who is her?" her face turned down in a frown. The king sighed, having no patience for the vexing woman beside him. And all of a sudden, like a wave it hit him... The sensation of his mates blood being drawn. Any control he had of his beast was gone as in the next few seconds he had trasformed completely with low growl. The elders all stood up and stepped back as the beast ran through the room and out of the meeting hall. Jessebelle stood up her eyes wide with fear and confusion before her knees

He said as he began to read the system message. [Welcome Claude Grey, I am your System. You have been successfully Reborn. Due to your impressive speed, animalistic/wild tendencies and understanding of the canine species you have been given the class of...Beast Tamer, along with the Skills, "(Bestial Assistance.)" and "(Beast Trait.)". You've also been given a +5 in the Speed and Willpower stat. Further information on class and Skills can be accessed at a later time if you wish it. Congratulations on your Rebirth, Claude. Remember, you are in control of the beasts...don't let them control you.]

"Let's go. Never seen that kind of performance before." … When I arrived at the center, I realized my life had been dull until this moment. The center, like its name suggested, was filled with all kinds of beastfolk. Adorable rabbits, seductive foxes, imposing wolf-dogs, outgoing and cheerful puppies, and more. This was heaven. The beastfolk were performing on the stage with all they had, showing off their charm as best as they could. The performer with the highest votes would be crowned Best Beastfolk Star, and they'd be awarded with a handsome amount of prize money.

With that she stood up and left us behind. Am not a beast! Am not a wolf! Those words really hurt me so much. They were like a silver knife as been stubbed into my heart. Why does everyone think that werewolves are beasts!? Why? I blurted out trying to prevent the tears coming down from my eyes.

The beast I married Chapter 7 Kiss my tears away Ashley stared at her confusingly, she felt her heart miss a beat. Wait. What? Did she hear that right, how can she possibly do such “What???” her mouth trembled as she tried to question Mrs. Wilfred's opinion “I can't do that” she strutted on her words and Mrs. Wilfred smacked,

He told his director while taking off his gloves. "Everyone, lets rapid up and get moving. We don’t have all night. I have to get home to my daughter and read some bedtime stories to her. Don’t drag on! Move your weak legs faster! Alvin and Derrie! Do a patrol around the area and report back in fifteen minutes.” Joe shouted with power in his voice. No one spoke a word, although the dirt trembled from the movement of their boots. There under every blanket of the night are mysteries that disappear in the mist with the darkness. The owl knows these secrets and has seen the face of the beast. These creatures are not a puzzle to the wind. The breeze has watched them mutate into their original for

Once we reach Beast King City, I’ll kick you aside without hesitation. Just like that, Iris quietly left the Elk Tribe and stepped into a brand new map. Meanwhile, at the Harvest Fair Clar and her little family were enjoying a joyful picnic. Luna handled the beast meat stored in his space. Lucas used his fire ability to ignite the flames. They gathered wood, built a simple rack, and skewered the meat one by one over the fire. From afar, the beastmen at the fair noticed the flame and widened their eyes in shock. “They actually lit beast fire over there!”