Beast X Wirt Novels & Stories

"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.

Her beast has had enough and is submitting. "Shift back," I tell her through the mind link. She slowly shifts back, without having to fight her beast for control. While my attention was focused on Lisa, BJ attacked out of nowhere, sending me crashing into a tree. I quickly get up letting out a growl. I look over to see his beast licking Lisa's wounds, trying to help her heal. His beast looks over at me and let out a loud roar, letting its dominance pours off of them. His beast is strong.

Beast waved his hand in the air like he didn't believe her at all and strolled back to the bed before dropping down on it. Ana opened her right eye to peek at him and turned around to face the wall, instantly. Atleast, she didn't have to ask him to lend her some clothes now. She grinned creepily and scrunched up her nose, not knowing that he was still staring at her. Beast couldn't take his eyes off her, no matter how hard he tried. She didn't even need to try to seduce him, for him, to want her. He bit his lips when Ana raised her arms in the air. ' Shit! ' His mind hissed internally, looking at her body moving so smoothly, as she pulled the shirt down on her body. His eyes travelled from h

Their words weren’t enough to rile him. “You truly are a Control Type. You know when to submit” Beastly Tiger blocked the swipe of a Mythic Class Magical Beast and rammed into it with amazing force. The beast was flung backwards by the power of his body ram, but was otherwise unharmed. “That’s enough!”

Clara bounced on the wall and slash the beast it roared out and in trying to gran her Sharon used her knee to hit the beast back thereby breaking it spinal cord. Clara punched the beast backwards and Aiden threw hit boomerang of which cuts the beast on the back. Elsa kicked the back of its leg and it dropped on its knee. Devina used her eyes to throw the beast away hitting him on the wall. Tara kicks the beast on the stomach and he staggered backwards. Clara heaved heavily and ran at the Cyrix sword, she picked it up and did a horizontal flip with the aid of the wall and forcing the Cyrix straight into the beast's chest.

All Beastmen were basically drug addicts; these were the words of a famous Beastman warrior called the Beastmaster. The Beastmaster had spent his life researching the psyche and mental well-being of Beastmen before finally coming up with this conclusion.He argued that based on the studies he had done - which included researching the genes of over eighteen different species of Beastmen - the feral and bloodthirsty nature of a Beastman was still present. He called it the X gene. According to the Beastmaster, the X gene was what made one a Beastmaster, for he had not researched a single Beastman who did not have it. He argued that there were many genes that varied across the many different spec

“No, it’s not a coincidence, the gymnasium is named after my family. Now that we’ve introduced ourselves, I trust that I’ll not have any more interruptions when I use the punching bag.” Evan Alston watched the threesome from his position against the wall. He had been as enraptured as everyone else at the strength and skill displayed by the tiny woman. It had been astonishing to see the woman defeat men three times her size. He became even more intrigued when he overheard someone whisper her identity. The Beast.

“Then what is it?” Xander fiddled with his hair, looking tormented. "Come on, Sir! I am Xander! Xander William!" Xander said tiredly, this time his gaze was fixed on Crystal. “It is not that I want to demean your daughter, but I am too good, almost like a God really, to even enter a contest just for a spoiled brat like her."

The commander spoke as they headed out the door. Christopher grinned. "I'm not Beast anymore." Bruce cocked his head in surprise. "You do know that we called you Beast because of how you are out on the field, right? The way you went through Crucible and everything else you tackle is what makes you a beast." Christopher shrugged. "I guess I didn't know that. But it didn't bother me. I don't mind being called Beast by you guys…" He left the rest unsaid and headed out of the room.