Beasts Of The Southern Wild Book Novels & Stories

"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.

I paused when my fingers landed on the book I had been previously reading, the one the King had told me specifically to stay away from. Without much thought, I grabbed the book and turned to the chapter I had last stopped on, it was called soulmates to the beast. I read for what felt like hours about what the villagers thought about the beast and I found myself growing more and more afraid, the more and more I read. He had wiped out villages all around the castle in a rampage of anger, he killed thousands of people and left their bodies in the street and only stopped once the sun began to rise again and the sky became painted as red as the blood on his body.

Lucas kept his eyes downcast as he spoke. "Principessa, I don't want to hide anything from you. At my core, I'm a savage. A vicious dog. My hands are stained with blood, and I never learned the rules of your world." "I never learned how to serve anyone. I can't figure out the complicated silverware. I don't know how light my touch needs to be so I don't hurt you. When you cried last night, I was terrified."

I'd gone to bed exhausted, my mind spinning with everything I'd learned about Kael's past and the people who'd died, but sleep brought no peace. Instead, I was thrust into memories that weren't my own—fragments of that terrible night bleeding through our bond. *Silver eyes blazing with uncontrolled rage. Claws tearing through flesh. Screams echoing off stone walls. The metallic taste of blood in the air. Children running, crying, falling...* *No, not children. Please, not the children.* *But the beast couldn't hear the reason. Could only kill, destroy, eliminate every threat it perceived and everything was a threat now. Everything had to die.*

"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!"

Running non-stop for nearly three days overwhelmed the two of them. As previously promised, Reeve and Ray got back on their feet after resting for an hour. With their super sense of smell, they try to follow the prestige trail left behind by the group. The strong prestige that his three fathers deliberately left behind easily led Reeve and Ray to approach them. Gavriel is the most meek at heart among them all. He slowed down, waiting for the arrival of the two young jaguars to the knowledge of Halvir and Aefar. This is the Human Beast World. There are many dangerous beasts for children like them. If they only hunted around the village, they wouldn't worry about it, as the strong aura of the

Tigers more than three to four meters long, golden-maned lions with coats of copper-brown fur, giant apes the size of a hill, and several Tibetan Mastiffs that make the lions look like stunted cats loomed conspicuously amongst the wild horde of beasts. The horde numbered almost thirty and all of them were Beast Lords, where half their number were higher-ranked than the rest. "Queen Jiu You." The beasts all greeted her in polite salute the moment they saw her. "Let's go. We're heading for Wildfox Ridge. We've brought a fox nest with us." The great halberd of the Nine Serenities waved its hand in an awe-inspiring manner. Boom! Boom! Boom! Riding on her white elephant, Jiu You led the charge wi

But instead of old stories from my grandmother’s life, the pages were scrawled with strange symbols and sketches—shorthand in her handwriting explaining the purpose of different runes and sigils. Flipping through the pages, there were sketches of wolves, and the last page that she’d written in had a detailed rendition of a nightmarish wolf-beast that made my blood run cold at the sight of it, it’s eyes smudged over with charcoal in the shape of a protective rune. My heart raced when I realized what I was holding. This was no ordinary journal, it was a spell book.

Kaya’s POV "Oh, no, no, no, please no!" Aunt Lily suddenly groaned from the direction of the kitchen. I looked up from my book, the one called Beasts of the other Realm. A book I found at the school library actually for some reason. I was yet to find the other. Ara, the school librarian suggested I try the library in town, recommending that it had a rich supply of supernaturalized books or something along the line so of that. Long story short, Ara loved her myths that were for sure.

It was very possible for aliens to have visited before. Just then, however, up to a hundred feral beasts appeared and charged toward Wilbur. Cameron and the others were shocked. How did these beasts still have the courage to challenge Wilbur? Would that not just be a one-way ticket to hell? Wilbur's expression darkened. His thunder cleaver lit up with spiritual flames, buzzing with sparks of lightning. He shot out at high speed, passing through all the beasts. All of the feral beasts were cut clean in half, collapsing to the ground by the time Wilbur returned to where he had been standing.