Beastmen Novels & Stories

He had pinned me against the cold stone of the relic chamber, his arm coiled around my head, the other hand bruising my hip. His breath was ragged, his golden eyes heavy with the darkness of the curse that threatened to consume him. “You want to hate me,” he growled, his fangs scraping against my throat. “Your scent tells me otherwise, even as your eyes promise murder.” I choked on a breath, my body betraying me. “I will never be your Queen,” I snapped, even as my body arched towards him. He laughed softly, pressing his hips into mine, so I could feel the rigid length of him. “I don’t want a Queen, little Null. I want to burn alive in you before the world ends. And you, you’re going

I had spent ten years raising Gavin Cole under a beastman care contract, yet his obedience score remained at zero. For ten years, I raised him with care and taught him how to adapt to human society. Yet he became more rebellious with every passing day, insisting on following a passerby who fed him once in search of freedom. That was when Gavin made plans to run away for the tenth time. A notification chime that had been silent for ten years suddenly rang in my mind. [Host, you pursued the wrong person.] [You should abandon Gavin Cole as soon as possible. Your true love interest is his uncle, Quentin Cole.]

Before Dominic could step forward, a massive, black-iron battle axe swung through the fog, smashing into the stone pillar right above Regnar's head with a shower of deadly sparks. Out from the mist strode the leader of the heavy division a monstrous, scarred bear Beastkin named Vane. He stood over seven feet tall, his massive torso covered in thick leather armor and heavy iron plates. His dark, wild eyes locked onto Dominic, a malicious, guttural laugh escaping his throat.

He dislikes inconveniences. “The Beastmen,” the man in purple cloak replied, “they are becoming wary of the humans that are in the area. I sense that they know something about it.” “The beastmen,” the Master growled, “They have elected themselves as the guardians of the forest. We cannot have them going against us. We need to get them out of the way.” “I have just the perfect plan to eliminate both the humans and the beastmen,” the man in Purpled replied excitedly and then snickered.

Only the Beast King Cities maintained a steady flame, but the Elk Tribe, where she now lived in the Southern Region, did not. Yet in her hands lay a slab of raw meat, and the hunger gnawing at her grew louder with each passing second. Clar had already started organizing what she remembered from the book she had read before her transmigration. The Beast Domain was divided into four great regions—South, North, East, and West—each ruled by a Beast King City. Between them lay the Dark Forest, home to ferocious beasts. Male beastmen could only strengthen themselves by absorbing crystal cores. These crystals awakened their abilities, but awakening came at a cost. Wi

I'm met with bad news the moment I woke up. Apparently, I have a condition. My skin needs frequent intimate contact, or I break out in a painful, unbearable rash. The good news? I somehow wake up in a Shifter Realm. To keep my symptoms under control, I buy a pair of White Tiger Shifter twins. The older sister, Sierra Valle, has me on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, while her younger sister, Sabrina Valle, gets Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. Sundays are up for grabs, and they settle the matter with rock-paper-scissors. Whoever wins gets to spend the day with me. This Sunday, however, neither of them is willing to give an inch. Just as I'm about to suggest that the three of us