Beastiality Stories Novels & Stories

“Witnesses.” One by one, voices rose. A healer from the border testified that Maxim had pulled survivors from collapsing tunnels with his bare hands, shielding them even as his own wounds bled silver. A young wolf described how the Beast had turned against the Hollow’s shadow hounds, never striking the innocent. Yet others spoke of nightmares, of walls slick with blood, of a roar that froze their souls.

"Today we are going to learn about beasts and how to tame them. Beasts are mutated animals with extreme intelligence, they can sense and find prey weaker than them and hunt them, if they find prey stronger than them they use different methods to hunt the prey, every beast can become strong by preying on other animals and hibernating as it increases their mutation level making them strong. A beast's power is measured by its mutation level. Level 10 beasts are capable of killing 10 humans and a level 1 beast is capable of immobilizing a human and if left they can completely kill the human and there are also level 100 beasts that rarely come out of their hiding and they are capable of destroyin

Anything else didn’t matter. But if I had some sanity left that night, as I thought it back the next morning, I would realize that I was nearly let myself killed. Sex with vampires was deadly. Sex or blood. These were the things that left their monstrous side exposed. In that euphoria, they gave control to the lust, draining their prey and destroying their mistress. You see. That’s why there had never been any romantic stories between humans and vampires. The noble vampire families who had the fortune to raise blood bags or human mistresses were strictly sticking to their feeding and copulating schedule. Otherwise, things would easily be out of control.

“If you’re listening to this recording, that means I’m dead. The contents of my journal contain everything you need to learn about Whitehaven, the secret state that our government agreed to keep off the map. I disagree. I say to hell with that. People need to realize there are monsters who walk among us like regular folk, but they're not. They're shifters. Those freaks are stealing our women and forcing them to mate with them, no doubt turning them into something unnatural. Something unholy. If the government is reluctant to stop these creatures, then we should take matters into our own hands. Join The Order and help to make the world a safer place for our children.” At the bottom of the art

“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." “Brat, you say?" Crystals exploded. Her pulse was racing. She stood up hastily, stepping over towards Xander with her chin up. Removing the distance between them to just a few inches. "Oh, brat, huh.” Crystal smiled sarcastically. “Then you are a goddamn pedophile who stiffens just by seeing a brat in underwear. How was that? I am fantastic, right? You have never seen a brat as sexy as Crystal Leonidas!” Xander's laughter was in the air. “You are too delusional."

Horrified, I realized what they were doing. “What happened?” I asked in horror. Aiden looked at me with red eyes. “The Dark Beasts weren't just magical creations; they were people, they were missing half-breeds, Elara,” Aiden said in horror. “The beasts were real people who were sacrificed and then corrupted with a kind of forbidden magic that consumed them.” That shook me to my core. “It can't be,” I said in horror. “This can't be.”

(ongoing) Dissonance and Harmony: The story of a high school girl who has to face her rapist at his sentencing hearing and deal with her PTSD from that night. Graphic violence and rape scenes. (completed) b. i Story: Heartless Angels: Werewolf story about Oakley, a descendant of the Moon Goddess, who was rejected and abused by her original mate, her family, and her pack and her journey to find out who and what she really is. Graphic violence and, you guessed it, smut. (ongoing)

Anyhow, it would be of no use by the time they return for him. His shop would be closed alongside thousands of others affected by the rot. It had become increasingly evident that the affliction devoured the body from the inside, and for people like Gerfast who relied on selling body parts to the Elites in exchange for money, this would be the forked road by which his career and him would part ways.

His question hung in the air. I chewed on my lower lip, debating how much I should reveal to this virtual stranger. Despite our online banter, sitting here in person with Tomas felt dangerously intimate. An unsettling sense of vulnerability washed over me in crushing waves. I was in over my head, I just knew it. But I forced a sardonic smile onto my face anyway. "I guess it's the same reason people watch scary movies or jump out of planes. It's the thrill, that edge of danger, the morbid fascination with the dark and macabre." A half-smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. "So, should we craft a story about you? A girl, not an heiress but a regular girl in a café, kidnapped by a guy who lov