Beasts Of The Southern Wild Book Novels & Stories

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

“It shows us evil creatures beyond the wolves ' understanding. Beings that skittered through the soil when power is being altered.” I frowned, trying to find a reason for calling the book absurd as Briony sprawled each page open. “And you think….this is what's happening?” Briony bit her lip before pressing into a thin certain page of the book as though she was more visual than us. “The great beast is missing.” She exclaimed, her statement making me more confused. “What is that?” I asked, my tone already trembling. “The beast found in page 119 of this book had only once escaped this book, which led to the ruining of an entire clan seven hundred years ago.” Briony's words stinging fear into my

Iris. Lightning. Blinding lightning cracks across the sky, and that’s when I see it. A monstrosity. A towering werewolf, drenched in rain, muscles taut and rippling with barely restrained rage. Each limb looks sculpted for violence. Its fur is slick, dark, and matted from blood and storm. Its breath steams in the cold air. Plumes spiral around its snout. Its eyes, blazing gold. My heart stops. God… I just fell into another creature’s war. All of them, beasts of the moon. Beasts of the night. Oh no!

"They did everything to save the child but it was pointless. She was dead and already in the spirit world. Mistress consoled the grieving parents by telling them that it was God's plan. For a while things were rocky in the land of Xnandria. It was like we all lost a child. And in my time of grieving that's when I met him." "James." She smiles at the thought of the love of her life and if I wasn't still saddened by the story of the still born baby I would smile with her. "It was my first time in the human world. I wanted to see what humans looked like, what color they were. Mistress always said they were dangerous but that's not what I saw. Humans lived an enticing and before I knew it I was

However, it wasn’t that easy. “H-How?” Levi stammered, but eagerness was visibly written in his voice. “It isn’t easy. I went to the South and met a lot of rogues. Some became my enemies, and some became acquaintances. They helped me find a way to control the beast inside me.” He explained. If he had known that this could be a solution to taming his beast, he would’ve tried it even before. And if that happened… Shea would’ve still be…

Once the image of the wolf formed completely, Alpha Zane's eyes suddenly closed, and he fell to the floor. Kane came forward, but the priestess raised her hand to stop him. The ritual wasn't complete yet. She closed her eyes and continued with her chants, the fire growing bigger and bigger. Suddenly, the wolf turned away from Zane's unconscious body, and it bounded off at top speed. The priestess finally let her hands down, and the fire died slowly too. She opened her eyes, now blank and without the colored part. Kane watched, his eyes thin. The priestess closed her eyes again, and took in a deep breath. When she opened her eyes again, she was back to normal.

I stared dead ahead, ignoring Claw's comment. "Sheesh . . . the guys said you were antisocial, but I didn't realize you were a deaf-mute," he continued to ramble on. "Shut your yappin', we've got company," I gruffed, witnessing two tall figures step out from between the shipment containers. We ventured into the downpour, getting soaked to our skin within seconds. "We're here to see a guy named Beast," a haggard-looking wolf shifter yelled, grimacing through the rain.

In a flash of an eye all three of them were dire wolves running through the woods, wild, free. Not for long, Pearl knew she needed to go back to the mortal realm and save Ethan. END OF BOOK 1

the young Azeria grinned. "No, it should be beauty and the beast, baby." Aunt Serena laughed. "No! "Beauty and the wildest beast are better," the young Azeria insisted. Why did I forget this incident? If I could remember this incident, I wish the trouble between the Tacata and Hillarca would have ended a long time ago. In the dream, if that's my memory, I woke up and was still stunned for a few minutes. Until I got up and decided to go to the library. I found the book I remembered, and now I understand everything. I found several copies of the book I was looking for, so it took a long time before I found what I was looking for.

She just bent down, tore her own sandwich in half, and dropped the piece on the pavement with a practiced ease, like she’d done it a hundred times before. She didn’t notice me watching from the car. She looked small and tired, her hair pulled back in a messy ponytail and her apron tied loosely around her waist. Her name tag was half-faded from too many shifts. I don’t know what snapped inside me in that moment, but something definitely did. It wasn’t just the way she looked, though she was beautiful in a raw, unpolished way. It was that soft, resilient thing in her eyes. It was the look of someone the world had tried to beat down, but who still had enough left inside to care about a hungry a