Beasts Among Men Novels & Stories

It was a prohibited drug, made for the day our ancestors feared would come. The beastfolk were savage by nature, yet they bore a fatal flaw. They reproduced slowly and were driven by an obsession to breed and keep their lines alive. Compared to beastfolk, human women were far more fertile. If the beastfolk conquered us and reduced us to breeding machines, this pill was meant as our last revenge, a way to make them pay in blood. This pill would snare a beastman through lust and slowly destroy the woman who took it. It had been made in secret, known only to the royal line.

"You…" Felix hesitated, his handsome face tinged with sympathy. Among the beastmen, he was unusual—one of the rare few who preferred human ways of living, and thus he knew a little about our kind. Yet even so, he had never imagined that human society, so advanced and prosperous, could still leave someone to live as miserably as I had. He couldn't understand my parents. Even in the great beastman clans, where offspring were numerous and favoritism existed, they followed the law of the wild—survival of the fittest. Favoring the weak over the strong was something unseen and unheard of.

"Umh! You are in the best hands, baby sis. I'll see you later. Let me see if I can find my better half among these jaw-dropping men in uniforms." Excuse me! Is she insane? Goodness! These men have quite a reputation for being heartless menwhores! They leave imprints of their immorality in every single place they plant their feet on. They are the kind that changes women more than they do their undergarments, and spits you out like vomit before even the sweat dries after the act. What's more, they don't think twice about blowing your ass out if you try to be a nuisance to them. Gems like Dan are like a white elephant among these women eaters. And she is thinking of...

“If you’re listening to this recording, that means I’m dead. The contents of my journal contain everything you need to learn about Whitehaven, the secret state that our government agreed to keep off the map. I disagree. I say to hell with that. People need to realize there are monsters who walk among us like regular folk, but they're not. They're shifters. Those freaks are stealing our women and forcing them to mate with them, no doubt turning them into something unnatural. Something unholy. If the government is reluctant to stop these creatures, then we should take matters into our own hands. Join The Order and help to make the world a safer place for our children.” At the bottom of the art

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 human.

Only when a bonded beastman died or when someone became the beastman king could they choose new males. So, when another tribe attacked the Clearspring tribe where she lived, she used herself as bait and pushed her three males into a trap laid by other beastmen. After they died, Lydia busied herself seducing other males. She set her sights on the charming snake-men and the ape-men, whose habits were closest to humans. However, snake-men were notoriously lustful, and ape-men were different from other races. Their females were shared by the entire tribe. These two groups were the most despised existence on the entire continent. What awaited Lydia was torment worse than death.

the merman named Caspian Shore shouted in refutation, lunging to snatch Victoria from his grasp. Mother stood there, dumbfounded. She was unable to figure out how things had turned out this way. Victoria was already weak from lack of proper sustenance and had now completely lost her ability to think clearly. All three beastmen glared menacingly, demanding she give them an answer, but anything she said now would be wrong. In her panic, Victoria said hastily, "I only considered you friends." "Friends?" All three beastmen's expressions changed. "Didn't you say before that you'd only ever have feelings for me in this lifetime?"

Defeating and killing were two very different concepts, and the beastmen were learning that lesson the hard way. An elite beastman could hold their own against two or even three elite human warriors, but that did not equate to an easy victory. More often than not, such confrontations would end in a stalemate, with neither side able to gain the upper hand. The beastmen's superior strength was offset by the humans' cunning and adaptability.

A inhuman and deadly growl escaped their throat as their beasts took over them and they threw the man away from their mate. A scream left the man's throat as Zachariah ripped his heart open from his chest and Vladimir cut his neck open. Blood flowed through the man's body and he didn't even got a second to think about anything before he was dead. However, the Kings were not in control. Their Beasts kept ripping the man's body in pieces. It was a horrible sight to watch. They didn't cared if the man was dead or not. The only thing which they know is he tired to force himself on their mate, touch her and make her cry.

Clearing his throat and fixing his imaginary necktie, he explained things to his friend. “Beastmen are a race of warriors, and though we have been forced into unity because of the very real threat of the Undead, we still have fractured relationships here and there. Unfortunately, any infighting would weaken the clans, and the Undead would undoubtedly use this chance to wipe us out. After all, the fact that they are asleep doesn’t mean they are dead, and a slumbering lion is much more dangerous than one that is wide awake.”