Beasts Novel Novels & Stories

His speech and articulation had been very advanced for a four-year-old, but after pouting and frowning, he finally looked his age. “But running away won’t solve the problem. She’ll still tattle to your mom,” Ed said. He didn’t know who Rosemore was, but he followed the conversation. AJ smacked his forehead. “You’re right!” Reluctantly, he grabbed his bag. “What’s your name, mister?” AJ asked. Curious before they parted. “Just call me Beast.” Ed pointed to the scar on his face. AJ laughed. “You’re not as bad as the beast,” he said.

"It's Vee's spirit beast. She truly has divine protection..." Before she could finish, she saw the messy words written in blood on the note: [Mother, come save me quickly. They're going to skin me alive.] I saw those words as well and felt helpless. Victoria had thought that she could pit the beastmen against each other, but she had bitten off more than she could chew. It seemed her recent experience was comparable to mine from my previous life. Mother was terrified and immediately followed the spirit beast out to rescue Victoria. However, she suddenly thought of me and grabbed my hand tightly.

Tearless. Empty. It wasn’t just abandonment. It was the confirmation that I had never truly belonged to them. That I was only ever a vessel for the thing they were too afraid to carry. The sickness came that night. With screams and fire and howls outside the gates. I watched from the high tower as rogue wolves tore through the estate—looking for blood, for vengeance, for prey. I didn’t hide. Didn’t run. I walked down the steps, opened the front door, and stood on the threshold barefoot in the snow.

In a letter addressed to the beasts, he stated that; 'The human village will provide a female for the reigning beast' The beasts accept their offer. And so it began. The choosing of females. A family will be selected to provide for the female and when the girl comes of age, she would be sent to the Beasts as a mate. The villagers were against this development but nothing could change it. The girls who refused to go were dragged forcefully by the human guards to the borders where the beasts would pick them up. The girls taken were never seen again and the rumors started. It was whispered that the beasts killed the girls and disposed of the bodies.

Clayton didn't budge, silently standing his ground. "Layla, who's that?" asked Salem. "That's Clayton, my new beastkin." "What?" Salem looked at me in disbelief. "You've taken in a new beastkin? What about me?" "Wow!" Lisa exclaimed loudly. "Mom and Dad, come quick! Layla's got a new beastkin!" Hearing the commotion, Mom and Dad came out to look at Clayton. I took Clayton's hand and introduced him. "Mom and Dad, this is our newest family member. His name is Clayton Yarrow."

But losing to someone who was his exact opposite—sharp where Henry was warm, unpredictable where Henry was disciplined—must’ve burned like hell. I barely had time to breathe before someone’s shadow stretched over me. Three girls. The famous ones. The pretty ones. The ones who looked like they were carved out of I*******m filters and glitter. Jessica. Mara. Ally. Queen Bees of the “you don’t belong here” club. Jessica crossed her arms, looking me up and down like I was a stain on the ice. “Why was Henry hugging you?” My mouth dried. Here we go. “He wasn’t hugging me,” I lied, gripping the clipboard tighter. “He was just—”

"Let's go. Never seen that kind of performance before." … When I arrived at the center, I realized my life had been dull until this moment. The center, like its name suggested, was filled with all kinds of beastfolk. Adorable rabbits, seductive foxes, imposing wolf-dogs, outgoing and cheerful puppies, and more. This was heaven. The beastfolk were performing on the stage with all they had, showing off their charm as best as they could. The performer with the highest votes would be crowned Best Beastfolk Star, and they'd be awarded with a handsome amount of prize money.

pounded as the bushes rustled violently, and then it emerged—a massive, hulking beast, its eyes glowing red in the dim light. It was larger than any creature I’d ever seen, its fur matted and its teeth glinting like sharp daggers.“Kailey, move back. Slowly,” Elyra said, her voice trembling slightly, though she tried to hide it. Even she couldn’t mask the fear written all over her face.I tightened my grip on Auren. “Stay behind me,” I whispered to him. His small hands clung to my arm, and I could feel his body trembling.“What… what is that?” I managed to ask, my voice barely above a whisper.“A shadow beast,” Elyra said grimly. “It’s not supposed to be here. Not this close.”The beast snarled,

It gives him a few seconds before the hounds decide attacking is their best move. They might have gained some newfound intelligence, but Beast is smart and has had years of practice. Our eyes carry bloodlust, our bodies made for killing. Beast's claws rake a wide path across one throat and chest. It's not a killing blow, but the hound lists to the side and the other jumps around him. It's almost like he's protecting the hurt creature. Beast lets out a growl that rumbles clear to our feet and charges head-on. We clash and the hound goes to the ground with Beast on top. We grab his neck within our crushing jaws and crunch bone. The other hound lands on top of us, his snapping jaws taking a bit

he whispered, Sniffia gasped, about saying what happened to Vanilla, one the Expats went to his front, “Hey. What are you planning? To escape again?!” he joked, others around him giggled, then he leaned forward and placed his face nearer to Node cage with a scowl, “If you know what is good for you sit tight and watch the six strongest Beasts among us fighting against the ice bears.” Beasts?! I'm actually right about them being a Beast. Node thought as he slowly sweat under the cold weather. The Expat narrowed his eyes staring at Node face while he sweat.