Beastman Novels & Stories

If he forced me to crawl in the garbage to get him, I was going to be pissed. My gaze locked on the sliver of light as the guy emerged from the back of the dumpster onto a small patch of dirt. What a fucking idiot. He was no more than five foot eight, not even coming to my shoulders. I flicked my wrist, causing the silver ring on my middle finger to glint in the low light. “Please,” he begged while putting his hands in the air. “Just take it.” He held out his trembling hands to me, weeping rivers of tears. “I just needed something to eat.”

A man and a beast are having an intense battle with every rhythmic move from the man, the beast quickly contests it using its speed. Though from the standpoint they are fighting in an even battle, no one knows the man's stress builds up as the battle continues. The man that was battling is Jimboy, and the beast is the Lv2 Hunter, from time to time he was using the rhythmic footwork that has been shown in his mind. However, his stamina is reaching its limit!

Adrian's expression was as hard as stone, filled with murderous intent as he clashed wildly with the beast. Boom! A powerful punch sent the beast flying. Despite its immense size and strength, Adrian's physical power was superior. The beast was mighty, but its lack of intelligence made its attacks predictable. Adrian quickly realized the beast’s weakness was its head, and he focused all his strikes there. Under Adrian’s relentless barrage, the beast staggered back, struggling to maintain balance. As Adrian pressed the attack, his energy surged violently, and he stayed on high alert. He knew one wrong move could lead to injury, and the ominous void around him suggested more dangers could emer

I did everything to be a good friend, only to be treated as my so-called best friend’s scapegoat. When her husband found cigarette ash in their house, she claimed I was the one smoking. When she snuck off for a private rendezvous with her lover, she told him she was celebrating my birthday. And when she got pregnant, she pinned the blame on me again, declaring I was consumed with jealousy—that I had spiked her drink and hired someone to violate her. Enraged, her husband marched to my doorstep wielding a blade and hacked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the exact day she had asked me to cover for her affair.

"Well, fuck. You survived." “Barely,” I rasp, swallowing a half-laugh. “You’re all fucking insane.” “You’re welcome,” he shoots back with a wink, eyes dancing behind that cracked mask. The Beast stands and stretches, his movements a slow ripple of muscle and power. He rolls his shoulders, cracking his neck with a grunt as he gathers cloths. “You did good.” His voice is softer now. Not quite gentle, but something close. He pauses, then adds, “Didn’t think you’d last. But damn... you did good.”

"That's great! Who is he? Does he know what he's doing?" "He said his name is Dalton Reeves. He claims he's got it completely under control! But…" "But what?" Randall asked. "But he says the kid is completely hysterical. She's crying out for her dad. On top of that, the Belorian Tiger is starting to get agitated. "Your son, Tristan, is the only one who knows how to handle these apex predators. We need him to calm it down and secure the perimeter so the rescue team can get her out safely."

“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.

“It’s a pleasure to see not just two great Humanes but four of them; one of each is enough to fully annihilate a thousands ordinary beast beings. All at once. I’m honored.“ Hailed a bald dark skinned male with the letter ‘H’ tattooed on his lower chin looking more like a traditional lower Ichin tattoo. Dressed in a long, flowing white robe with long sleeves decorated with golden embroidery around his neck-line down to his chest and both the tips of his sleeves while holding a cap closer to his chest area. ‘A thousand beast’ is the way beings outside the Beast kingdom do gauge each and everyone’s potential or know how strong they are in respect to Beasts elevated population. And to my idea, i

Jack Blackwell mocked William Adams, who gritted his teeth and turned his eyes to glare at him. “ He seemed like the best person for this! At such a young age, he had power that could make everything possible and I thought I will be able to control him. I didn't know he was Beast! ” He shot back furiously. He was angry that he trusted his own enemy. This was the first time he had lost to someone throughout his whole life and on top of that, to a person he trusted.

The elders nodded but the fear remained in their eyes as they watched their King slowly slip away and the unholy monster begin to take his place. Jessebelle raised her well trimmed eyebrow and asked, "Who is her?" her face turned down in a frown. The king sighed, having no patience for the vexing woman beside him. And all of a sudden, like a wave it hit him... The sensation of his mates blood being drawn. Any control he had of his beast was gone as in the next few seconds he had trasformed completely with low growl. The elders all stood up and stepped back as the beast ran through the room and out of the meeting hall. Jessebelle stood up her eyes wide with fear and confusion before her knees