Beast With Two Backs Novels & Stories

The Immortal couldn’t believed his eyes, looking closely enough the creature that squeezed out of the hole earlier and entered Ade in his eight arms Beast form, had three heads with three faces before desiccating on Ade’s thighs, these wasn’t one of so many pieces of scenarios the Humane told would happened. He was yet again frustrated, with furrowed brows, his eye glowed yellow, his bare-muscled humped back tensed as the breaking of the ocean's body rippling on the humongous barrier was heard in the background.

The beast stood at twice the height of a fully grown man and was an animoid, specifically lion-like. “What in the world is that?” Mary asked, her eyes widening in shock.

[AZTEC] "You would leave me, the woman who was beside you, for a woman who is clearly lying to you? You’re pathetic, Aztec,” Beatrice said and Aztec let out a growl. It wasn't the growl of power, but it was the growl that reminded him of his guilt.

Slumping, showing his naked bottom part to everyone. She was too stunned, too terrified to move. Even breathing was a hard task. The beast looked at her, crouching to touch her, but she scooted a few inches, shaking and her face that lost its color was the evidence that the beast terrified her. Standing six feet and nine, probably seven feet in height. Big, bulky with a wide chest that sported a long scar. A bzou, she just encountered the legendary bzou. The beast growled lowly and looked away. That was the moment she realized that the beast was not alone, three or five more beasts showed up, hovering in the bushes, and one that went to the dead man.

The pain intensifies as it feels like they are fighting for domination with my body. I let go of Ronnie's have and rise to my feet so I can at least get a clear picture of what they look like. I stand before my mirror and get a glimpse of them, proudly spread out behind my back are my wings. I'm so amazed by what I'm seeing that the fact that I'm suddenly topless doesn't even shock me. There's blood smeared all over my back but with all that agony I endured earlier, I'm not surprised. I continue to look at myself in the mirror, not quite believing what I'm seeing buy then I suddenly remember that I'm not alone.

“My dragon and Arden’s wolf could feel that his human side was nearly gone and his animal was becoming unstable.” Shock ran through me as the Goddess nodded slowly, a single tear spilling from her eyes as she spoke. “Yes, he had gained the Curse of the Beast.” She brought her hands up to her chest, looking like she was hugging herself to suppress the pain in her eyes. “He rejected the pull to a Mate I had presented to him, and turned his back on me completely… he wanted you no matter what Bond you had already accepted in your heart and was willing to cut me out of his heart to get what he wanted.”

"And I think you're attracted to me too." The beast chuckled, a low rumble that resonated through me. "You're a bold one," it growled, its eyes flickering with a mix of amusement and desire. "Very well, little one." With a swift motion, the beast reached down and undid its belt, letting its pants fall to the ground. My eyes widened as I saw its massive cock spring free, standing tall and proud. It was thick and veiny, pulsing with a life of its own, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement and nervousness.

Darryl spotted a huge beast lying in the open space in front of him. The beast was nearly a hundred meters long and was hairless, but its body was covered in black and red scales. It also had a long neck and tail. At first glance, it looked like an extinct dinosaur from The Nine Continent, but it had a pair of huge wings on its back. Its eyes glowed a blood-red color and looked devilish, while its body exuded a terrifying aura. Darryl was even more shocked when he sensed the strength of the beast. It was so powerful; it turned out to be the level of a saint god.

Just an order. I stepped out, closed the door behind me, and shifted back into my beast form. Stone blurred beneath my paws as I tore through Blackreach, past its gates and straight for the edge of the Whispering Woods. By the time I reached Brammon and Rhydan, the forest line was already crawling with movement. Manticores came first. Dozens of them—their humanlike faces fixed in those eerie, empty expressions. Lion bodies, scorpion tails arched high, each one moving in perfect, unnatural formation.

The beast lunged, but Bruce dodged with a speed that left even Malrik watching with intrigue. With a roar, Bruce leaped onto the beast’s back, his claws tearing through its tough hide. The creature bucked and thrashed, but Bruce’s grip was ironclad. He drove his claws into its spine, channeling every ounce of his strength into the attack. With one final, ear-piercing roar, the beast collapsed, its body dissolving into black smoke that dissipated into the air.