Beasts Among Men Novels & Stories

He successfully catches the guy and he hugs his neck to prevent him from moving. I took out my syringe that contained sleeping fluid to make the man pass out and in just a few seconds he fell asleep. "Let's go. We need to leave this place now." He said while carrying the man in his back. I nodded at him and we moved faster to go back to the place where we were staying to get the car. I am glad that it is almost midnight so no people are roaming around. That's what I thought. The moment we came out into the woods, dozens of people with red eyes welcomed us. I know that they are not human. They are the werewolves. We are doomed.

"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...

Bella asks. That’s when I went into full detail on what they were. One of them was a man who wore a big hat with a white and blue robe, no pupils in his eyes, and looked to be in his late forties. There was also a woman with six arms, blue skin, red lips and eyeliner. She looked to be Indian or Persian. Another one had a dog head with golden Egyptian style clothing. Another man had a deer skull on his head, red eyes, leafy undergarments, and a brown tunic. Another man had an eye patch, golden armor, a spear with a diamond point, jewels of different colors and a gray beard. The last man had white hair, a white beard, a golden and white tunic, brown laced shoes, and no pupils in his eyes. “Dam

I was here to challenge that belief. "Bundy was so egoistic that his pride was hurt by strong women," he chuckled, his dark eyes meeting mine. I shouldn't have been sitting there, let alone feeling any sort of attraction towards the man who made my high school years a nightmare. But here I was, stirring in a third packet of sugar into my espresso, trying to sweeten the bitterness of the conversation. "Yet, there's an old proverb, isn't there? Men live in fear of women's laughter, while women are haunted by the threat of men's violence," I retorted, struggling to maintain an air of nonchalance.

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. Without the soothing presence of a

As a result, his memory was not very clear now. “It’s the blood of a beastman!” Clarissa spoke in a shocked voice. Yes! Andrius suddenly remembered. Simply put, beastmen were rumored to be hybrids of beasts and humans. Generally speaking, it was difficult for beasts and humans to produce offspring, but nothing was absolute in the world. Anything was possible, and everything had the opportunity of life. Once a union between a beast and a human was successful, although it resulted in an abnormality, it often possessed some qualities of both humans and beasts.

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

I swallowed, not understanding the change in topic but stayed quiet. “Men are foolish, No. 2.” I stilled at the unfamiliar name but anger flared inside me at the use of it, “They are so fucking fools. Throw a pussy in front of them, they’ll start salivating. Throw a thick stash of dollars in front of them, they’ll turn into your puppies.” There were plenty of men in this world as she described. Not all men were like that. I knew two. My Dad and Gideon. And I knew another man who would never become a puppet.

asked Asher, the first thing he really had to say about any of this. It was an ironic question, as the fact that animals were birthed by human looking women made little sense in general, but in this world, it was normal. And in this world, they too did have wild, un-shifting counterparts to their beast forms, but there was absolutely no relation. The Beastmen and the wild animals did not acknowledge each other. They had no kinship. In fact, the Beastmen actively hunted the wild animals of their kind, as their preferred clothing was made out of the hides of their familiar forms, if practical. Tigers liked to wear tiger striped hide, fox wore fox fur. The birds had a harder time, though Aaron

or “they are not guilty anyway” I had no idea whom they were referring to but their attitudes toward the creatures were rather peculiar. Dad had got an unclear opinion on the wolves that despite fearing them, he still tried to make friends with them, while mom, like I’d mentioned, over-trusted them with no doubts. During my imprisonment, I had heard two different versions of the war’s cause. Some said it’s because humans invaded in wolves’ territories and violated the peace treaty by crossing the red line. Some said it’s merely an excuse made up by the wolves to justify their maneuvers and delude the world.