Beast With Two Backs Novels & Stories

The beast had two pairs of arms and two legs, with a fat, flabby body. I briefly remember the Biology lessons taught in my old world. This monster was similar to Tardigrada, a microscopic animal shaped like a bear. The shape of the head that only had a mouth without eyes was also very similar. I even felt that the monster standing in front of me was initially a Tardigrada who was enlarged with a Doraemon magnifying flashlight, then given a hair growth serum all over his body. Yes, that's the monster in front of me right now! A second later, it immediately took the stance to lunge at me.

If that wasn't his drool… As if hearing my question, he turned my head back and kissed me with closed eyes. He greedily took in all of my scent. Great, my head just did a perfect three-sixty. After he stood up, I saw the thing that'd been slithering all over me. It was slender and covered in silver scales. A serpent's tail. Could it be? Nathaniel was a beastfolk?

And the same molten veins pulsing beneath skin—not fur. Not one monster. Two. And the second one could speak.

said the old fat man behind us. “One point five!” I quickly blocked him. It quickly reached two million. “Two point one.” The roar of my pulse quivered my muscles in both dread and fury. As the bid got higher and higher to two million and five hundred grand, my throat clenched. Sweat formed on my forehead as if I was brought back to that dark place with a horrible smell. I could feel my back stinging and my skin breaking. I could hear the strike of the thick metal buckle heating my bare back, splitting the skin open.

Isobelle My eyes bulged as I read the instructions on the back of the Vibro Bullet box, and my anus clenched with sympathy. They labeled the packaging ‘Truth or Dare’ meaning that things just got a lot nastier, and my inner wolf was cackling her ass off.

He was the devil that mothers warned their virgin daughters about. He was a Beast. A beast who ruled over all the beasts. He was the King of Beasts. Instead of replying her, he tangled his fingers in her golden mane, fisting them in his hand and yanked her back. She hissed through her teeth, watching him with a helpless expression. He had never seen her weak like this and his dead heart skipped a beat at her expression. He ran his eyes over her figure. She was still dressed in those cheap, ugly pajamas, he wanted to rip them off her beautiful body and bury her in the finest silk and jewels.

The place became awash with light, and the priestess chanted hard, Zane's blood flowing down to the fire. He suddenly fell on his knees as his legs twisted, his body shaking like he was about to shift as his wolf struggled to break free, while his human attempted to keep it inside. He let out a blood curling scream, and his eyes turned a gradual grey. The image of a black wolf started to form in front of him as he looked down, his breaths short, his body trembling. Once the image of the wolf formed completely, Alpha Zane's eyes suddenly closed, and he fell to the floor.

Fane sighed, doing his best to not have anyone hear him. "I do, but only two of them. The one on the right seems like a three-legged golden bird beast. It's called a flying quill. The one in the middle is a fire and ice wolf. Those two beasts are normally in second-grade worlds." Rudy was surprised at Fane's words and said, "I was just asking, but I didn't expect you to know. Fane, you really are amazing. You're not just strong, but smart as well. You even know beasts from second-grade worlds."

I opened my eyes. The searing pain from the poison still lingered. "You have both perished in the mortal world, yet your souls were sent here by the Main God. Two identities now lie before you. "The first is to become a powerful beast woman in this world. The second is to become a saintess. Have you decided who will be the saintess and who will be the beast woman?" The Beast God's voice rang out with immense authority. We looked down at our feet. Below us stretched a dense primeval forest, the continent where the beastmen made their home.

"And cleaner too." "How did Ms. Beast do with the double attack?" He pulls me closer and stares into my eyes, searching for my Warrior side. I slowly blink and allow King a peek. "She still insists I kill you, though this time she wanted Beck's blood too." He laughs because he argues with his beast side all the time and truly understands the duality of what I'm going through. Beast is our animal side and when stressed, our beasts think the solution to fighting is death to our opponent. My beast complicates things when the death she wants is my mate's. I don't actually think Ms. Beast would kill him, but she does love the chase regardless of whose side she's on.