Beastility Novels & Stories

Even the void was full of cracks and fissures. ‘What should I do?’ James panicked. He could not shake the beast off, nor could he bring the beast out of the Ecclesiastical Restricted Zone. After all, the outside world would be completely destroyed if exposed to such a ferocious beast. ‘This beast seems to not have any consciousness and only knows how to kill.’ James analyzed. The beast possessed incredibly powerful evil energy and seemed to be under the influence of a certain power. Perhaps it was contaminated by a bizarre power, which corroded its consciousness and caused it to go berserk.

Honestly, he was the silence promoter who was catalysing our relation without making his presence known. "But it's not time to think that you see I am impatient," he said as he pressed his lips on mine. I couldn't help but smile under his kisses. I wouldn't say, my man was a gentleman. He was devil, he was monster, he was cruel but love changes everything. He was my boyfriend. A beautiful beast who cannot be resisted. My boyfriend was a beautiful beast and now he is my husband. A beautiful beast husband and I love calling him that. My boyfriend is a beautiful beast... I mean my husband is the beautiful beast.

Vic can't wait to get the answers to his questions, he was going to do anything it takes just to get his answers. "I will do it. I will do the task with everything I have!" Vic replied. "Not everything you have, but your full self!" The dragon corrected him and went behind the throne. She was dragging a half killed beast. It was a Stampebeast, a beast that is known to have connection with thunder. The two large horn on its head lights up in blue and lightning from the sky will connect with its horn. Whenever the beast connects with the thunder, its full body gets coated in lightning. And when this happens, no attack can kill it or pass through his skin.

Henry practically dragged me into the locker room before I could process anything. He slumped against his locker, breathing heavily. “Don’t ever—ever—go near him again.” I sat on the bench, wringing out the water from my sleeves. “Henry, I wasn’t—” “He’s a walking STD,” Henry snapped. “I’m not kidding. Xavier will ruin your life just to entertain himself for a day.” I swallowed. As much as I hated the delivery, the fear in Henry’s voice was real. But I needed to change the subject.

He pulled out the top drawer, took out a whip, and started whipping her all over her body, and the worst thing was, it wasn't a normal whip; it was a fire whip, and it burned her skin like hell. Dolores screamed and cried, her body burned, the pain was excruciating, the man whipped her without mercy until her whole body was covered with welts and burns. "You fucking bitch, I will not let you get away with this. I will show you how the Beast handles fucking bitches like you. I will kill you, you filthy cunt," he shouted, his hands reaching out, grabbing her throat, squeezing her throat, choking her, making her gasp for air.

Pine joked, earning him a slap to the back of the head from Reaper. “Beast isn’t one to tolerate your jokes. Careful, Pine.” Reaper warns. “I would second that.” Beasts' low, threatening tone vibrates the surrounding air. “Beast,” I nod. Beast walks to the fire, relaxing on the dirty ground, leaning against the log bench. He always preferred the ground. He could detect movement vibrations through the ground. Nothing sneaks up on Beast. Ever. “That female is my mate.” I watched as the group turned and looked at Beast wide-eyed.

The beast stops pursuing Kai, however, as its blaring red eyes lock onto Irene's figure from behind the door. Irene can see Kai's confusion as he turns to try and call the beast, his insults and provocation falling on deaf ears. Even as he starts reciting mantras in a language Irene doesn't understand, even when the beast is clearly in pain and twitching because of Kai's mantras, the beast keeps pursuing Irene without stopping with eyes filled with a sense of want. The horrid stench of the beast finally fills Irene's nose, and it's unlike anything she's smelled before. Irene can only describe the stench as every rotten meat in existence mixed into a bucket and left outside to rot even more f

Kiema said, patting Kord's arm braced over her front. "The Beast. It comes," Alok said, his pale blue eyebrows dipped low over his tricolored eyes. "Right, yes. You've mentioned. What is the beast and why should I care?" Kiema asked. The group of Wardens jerked back as if Kiema had punched them in the bellies. "The Beast is the natural apex predator of all magical kind. It is the antithesis to any Prime or Prime descendant."

Gently rubbing his forehead, Elijah sighed and said, "You don't have to tell me that. I know very well if she is wrong, and would never shield her." There was a look of satisfaction on Carl's face. Then he looked down at the ring with an imperceptible nervousness and worry in his eyes. Bestial robots had explosive strength. They may be several times to dozens of times more powerful than robots of the same class but with different characteristics depending on the beast's traits chosen. They were just not sure what beast Merry had chosen. Vera had stopped quarreling with Olivia under the stage. She looked up at the ring with consternation in her eyes.

I was very skeptical of him, his presence and his intentions at this place. Apparently, he was more powerful than any of the known creatures in the region. I wouldn’t necessarily be suspicious if he hadn’t used the powers in front of me. Because no one else would be able to manipulate electronics, winds or fires, except the demons in myth. Though I didn’t believe in Benjamin’s rambles on the demon hypothesis, I was pretty sure Mr. Drakos was neither a werewolf nor a vampire. And this led to another crucial question, why had he been here?