Beastmen Novels & Stories

In my past life, I still clung to the bond of blood, soft-hearted enough to invite wolves into my home—only to be killed by them. This time, I wanted no ties with my parents. Yet they still thought I was someone they could trample on. My eyes burned red as I slapped Celie twice across the face, hard. Father's expression darkened. He raised his arm as if to strike me. But Felix stepped in immediately, blocking him. Even in human form, beastmen were massive. At nearly one meter ninety, Felix towered over him. I watched Father's bravado crumble in an instant and couldn't help but laugh.

Yet, they were deep into a dire enemy territory, danger all around them, perhaps even beneath their very feet, and the best he could do was leave the work to his officers and get so drunk he couldn’t even stand up properly. The beastmen, or whatever they were, terrified him beyond all reason. Any human foe he could meet on equal terms and there was honor to be found in the spilling of blood. These creatures were not human, though. They were stronger, faster, and cunning. Monsters stepped forth from the worst of nightmares to walk the earth. They shouldn’t—couldn’t—be real, but they were, both more and less than man. He could never show this fear to anyone.

Andrew sat beside me. He lowered his eyes, his thick lashes casting shadows beneath them. "So, you actually want to marry me—instead of that groom?" I asked. "Yeah." His voice was quiet. "Pretty quick thinking on your part," I remarked. The moment he realized I wasn't there, he'd slipped away. That fleeting shadow—besides me, no one else probably recognized it. "Your scent is faint," he said, his tone carrying a hint of meaning. Ah. The terrifying thing about beastmen was their impossibly sharp sense of smell.

He's the beast that I can't run away from. He was delighted to see me suffer, and presently he's keen to attack. His fangs were now out, and he smirked widely. I close my eyes, not ready to see my death before me. But then! Someone suddenly appears inside the cave. The person growled loudly, with bloodshot-eye. "Let go of Mine!" He demanded, with a possessive voice, which made the beast who had been lurking over me, shiver.

I groan with pleasure as Mason gags and tries to pull back away from my cock. "Keep sucking," I order as the slave on screen gets gang raped by the men beating his body. Mason goes all the way down my dick as he gags loudly and makes pleasure shoot through me. It's so warm and wet in his mouth. I hold his head down by his hair and throw my head back as the tip of my dick fills his throat.

“Do you pray to a goat or bow to her as if she’s a god, with small G? You’re all lunatics and psychos.” They didn’t even react as if they were all deaf. As much as I was terrified, I was also furious. If I died today, then so be it. “Who are these people, Robyn?” Sean asked. “They call themselves Abraham, who blackmail people, traffic women for sex trade, and sell drugs. You name it.” “We’re more than that. We control—” “You run the world, bitch? The economy? The Internet? Blah blah blah.” I rolled my eyes. “I heard someone said that before, and he’s dead.”

I chewed my lip, shifting uncomfortably in his lap “They didn’t really do anything to you and… Well, I know that now is a crucial moment in Alpha Kaia’s choice of who will be her heir. I don’t want the fact that you’re helping me… Well, get revenge on them… to hurt you in any way…” He suddenly shifted our positions until I was facing him, his dark eyes almost completely focused on me. With the hand that wasn't around my waist, he held my chin, preventing me from paying attention to anything else but him. “Do you really think I’ve changed that much since we met?” A small smile appeared on his face, not happy or friendly, just dangerous. “My silly little wife…” he murmured, his thumb brushing

The faint vibration humming beneath my skin. The kings' aura. Corbin led me through one of the massive archways and up a series of stone steps. The higher we climbed, the stronger the sensation became. And when I finally reached the top and looked down into the arena, my breath caught. Fenric, Rhydan, and Brammon were in the center of the coliseum. Fighting each other. All three had partially shifted into their beast forms. Fenric moved with terrifying speed, dark claws flashing whenever he struck. Rhydan's tail lashed through the air like a whip, each blow carrying enough force to crack stone. And Brammon stood like a mountain amidst the chaos, every footstep making the ground tremble.

A voice growled behind us, I quickly went and hide behind the beast and what surprise me the most is that he was sheilding me from the other man that just arrived, and his body had gone tensed. I look up at the man,he was tall but still not taller than the beast, his face was scary enough,his eyes were pure red, that not something you see everyday though. He would have been handsome to me, if not for his crook nose and arrogant appearance, the beast growled and it was obviously directed at me. There we go again, I forgot he read thoughts at times. "Stubborn pet you're having huh?" The guy insisted. "She isn't a pet and mind you Jared if you don't keep your fucking eye whore off her, I have

The Knight frowned and he soon rode off. "Who the hell is him?!" The second man grinned. "That's the Beast Dog! The beast Dog!!" The third man replied fearfully. (Beast Dog is a name given to those who have the lust for killing beasts. No matter how strong the beast is, they will make sure to fight it to the end, without surrending.) Every of the officials were all seated and the competition will soon begin. "And let the competition begin!!" In this competition, the amount of those participating are in three digit numbers. They are in a total of 500 disciples and they all have different levels of power according to the Teirs of their Body.