Beastmen Novels & Stories

He deserves to be happy and after I win this fight I'm going to devote the rest of my life to making him happy. Soliaire looks at home on Alice's couch, I suppose the color does go with his dark demeanor. While he looks relaxed and calm on the couch, Sarrtina, Achilles and the other two men I believe to be Zacharie and Hasiah, look like their are ready for a fight.

“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

I saw Benjamin’s jaw dropped in dread. When I finally turned around to look at the visitors, he screamed out desperately in fright. Two strong men crawled towards us with callous faces, baleful light of blue springing up in their squints. They were werewolves. Before I was able to struggle or shriek for help like Benjamin, one of them dashed over and grabbed my throat. As his finger tightened, I could hardly breathe or move. My lumps was vacuumed with oxygen and my mind started blurring in suffocation.

The Beast Kings are the one who are merciless. They the one who are the rulers of the supernatural world. They are the one who are Savage Beasts. They are the one who are Heartless monsters. They are the one who killed thousands and thousands of people. They are the one who causes fear in people with just the mention of them. They are the one who doesn't have enemies because no one dares to oppose them. They are the one who have strength combined of all the supernatural species.

“Do you know what it feels like to have your teeth pulled, one by one? The nerves don’t die easy, Camilla.” I want to be steel. I want to laugh in his face. But I feel it. Cold fingers trailing down my spine. A clenching in my gut. If even a fraction of this is true… If Zeke did that—if he’s capable of doing that… The realization hits like a freight train. He’s a monster. That’s what Mrs. Mancini had said, right?

"Come on, Joey. Zayla's just curious about the animals. She's pregnant, so be more patient with her. Besides, most of the animals are gentle. It's not like she'll go near the dangerous ones." Even though I had refused, he secretly took the keys and gave them to her. What he didn't know was that this betrayal had cost me everything. The starving bears, having devoured my severed hand, charged after me. I had no choice but to scramble up the iron netting and scream for help. But Zayla hadn't gone far. She stood nearby, laughing, and threw rocks at me as if I were a monkey. Stone after stone struck my body. "Die, you filthy woman! Your son would never claim a wretch like you as his mother!"

I slowed, unable to help myself. Images of beastmen through the ages covered every surface, massive lions standing beside humans, wolf-like shapeshifters, hawk beastmen soaring over battlefields. Pride. Unity. Power. “These are your ancestors?” I asked softly. Xaden nodded. “All beastmen. Before the kingdoms divided us.” He kept walking. Then he stopped. In front of a final mural. This one was different. It was the Tiger King. I stiffened. “That’s—” “Yes.” Xaden stepped closer, his voice low. “Him.”

he asked Duke, not minding my presence. "Yes, babe, she's my steward," Duke responded dryly. If I am not mistaken, she is Marie, the second daughter of the Menejez tribe; they lived near the Criose territory, the most hard-headed tribe; they were called the black sheep tribe. They don't follow the rules; they are killed once every hundred years via poisoning or hunting. They were the main reason why we wolves were almost exposed, and now, humans do believe we exist and continually hunt us. Either to kill or to attract people for money.

and I am bitten again, these dogs just can't run slower apparently. I push myself for another mile, but the night's events are catching up to me, the dark starts blurring my vision and the world begins to fade. I shake my head, not wanting to pass out in the middle of nowhere, but my body finally gives up. Just before I black out, I feel myself shifting back to a human form and then everything goes dark. *****

But there were two categories that possess a great variety, these were the Beastmen and the Ferals, also known as Beast People; Although both were relatively similar, they have notable differences. Beastmen are anthropomorphic animals, or in other words they are animals with characteristics similar to a humanoid, that is, they walk using their hind legs, they can grab things with their front legs, they have a relatively humanoid body structure and they also have the ability to speak. They are relatively wild, aggressive, and uncivilized; in terms of their physical abilities, most, if not all, are markedly superior to the average