Behemoth Novels & Stories

"First time you came to my company. So, how are you making it up to me?" He was asking for compensation? Even though I had dirt on him, it felt like he had the upper hand. I shoved him away and cut to the chase immediately. "I have business with you." Nathaniel crossed his arms and leaned on the wall. "And that would be?" Anticipating his response, I said, "I know your secret. You're a beastfolk." I approached him. "You're a snake, aren't you?" Nathaniel chuckled, and a sardonic smile curved his lips. "Why don't you prove it?"

"The Behemoth can't climb that, Wraith. It's a sheer wall of scrap." "Then we go through it," Ren said coldly. Ren accelerated the massive Vanguard Behemoth. He didn't fire the railguns; the splash damage in this confined space would kill the militia behind him. He relied entirely on the sheer, unstoppable mass of a thousand tons of depleted uranium driven by a fusion reactor. "Brace!" Ren commanded over the internal speakers. The Behemoth slammed into the fifty-foot wall of twisted train wreckage at forty miles per hour.

A guttural, agonizing groan ripped from Eilis’s throat as he fell to his hands and knees. The transformation wasn't smooth. It was violent. His skin rippled, thick black fur erupting through his pores as his spine lengthened and his face elongated into a snout full of razor-sharp teeth. The Alphas in the stands leaned forward, a collective intake of breath hissing through the room. The creature that rose from the floor was massive. He was easily twice the size of a normal wolf, a nightmare of midnight fur and pure muscle. He shook his head, a low, tectonic growl vibrating through the floor, making the very stones beneath my feet tremble.

His arms tightened around my waist, holding me in place. “You know,” Fenric said conversationally, his tone almost too casual, “fully shifted minotaurs have barbed tongues. Like a lion's, only sharper. They can strip flesh from bone.” My eyes widened, fear spiking sharp and cold through the haze of pleasure. I stared at Brammon's horns, at the way his jaw had squared and thickened, and imagined that tongue—barbed and dangerous—inside me. I tried to close my legs, squirmed away, but Brammon's grip was iron, and Fenric's arms were a cage I couldn't escape.

he said as he stared at the burning building, and I heard from a distance painful screams from that building. “Grim reaper?” both my mind and mouth asked. I read stories about them from multiple books in my library. He shook his head as he whispered to my ear, “Non, I am Doom and I-“

Lanaya has taken her place. * “She can’t talk right now.” Nero blinked in surprise when he saw Gemma’s eyes turn silver. “Lanaya?” Nero asked, and Lanaya nodded. “Behemoth,” said Nero, and Lanaya frowned in confusion. “Huh?” “Servant’s name. Behemoth.” Unexpectedly, Lanaya held back laughter until she let out a gush of sound. “That’s even a name? Behemoth?” Lanaya, beyond Nero’s expectations again, laughed until tears flowed down from her eyes. Nero, who felt embarrassed, just kept silent and left Lanaya.

Korede All the details you need are ready I'll take it to your company now. He opened the second message Good morning sir Our warehouse is currently is on fire,we need your attention at the office right now Tiana What the fuck?. Without wasting anymore time,Dami sped to his company. While driving he thought about how stressful his previous day was and now his warehouse?. Is this a bad omen? Or is this what was going to happened. Yes,when worse things wanted to happen to him in the past. Bad things were what happened first like a preview. Bad things would happen simultaneously like he had offended God and was getting punished for it. Maybe this was his punishment then.

Bella warns. “What’s a Kaiju?” Ember asks. “Giant monsters.” Casey responds. Ember makes an O shape with her mouth. “I’ve already dealt with one. It was in the prison of the damned.” I say. “It’s dead now.” “Well then.” Casey says. “Giant monsters shouldn’t be a problem then. You must have killed Gojira, the King of the Monsters. However, there is a three headed dragon that guards that temple. It’s called Onaga.”

Jonathan's my older brother. I grumbled as I put on my hoodie and walked downstairs, as I neared the living room, I heard his and my mum's voice, but there was another deep and slightly unfamiliar one. I walked faster just to see the owner of that sexily deep voice, and I was not disappointed. He stood a few inches taller than Jonathan, black hair and beautiful sapphire eyes. Yup he'll do. "He's probably here to steal some more food." I said for them to acknowledge me.