Big Meaty Claws Novels & Stories

[Evolution requirement not met] [Available upgrades] CLAW - POISON CLAW(50)- STRENGTHEN CLAW(50)- CURVED CLAW(50) BODY- SUCTION SKIN(20)- ARMORED SKIN(50)- LIGHT SKIN(30) So I can only upgrade two parts of my body. The skin and my claw. This is hard for me to choose I don't know whether I should upgrade my claws to have a higher chance to kill the monster or to upgrade my body for more survivability. I can know what most of the upgrade does just from their name except for the Curved claws and Suction skin.

The beast before us was truly magnificent and beautiful. Scrap that, nothing beautiful in here, I thought to myself next second when I saw his dragon-like fangs dripping foamy saliva, snarling and snapping towards mother rabidly. He looked monstrous, murderous and daunting, while his claws looked like blades. Should, in some bizarre parallel universe Freddie Krueger and Wolverine ever be able to procreate children together, the claws of their urchins would be as those of little kittens when compared to this fuckers claws.

“Look,” one of the Barbarians stated, his finger pointing at Magma. “They are about to get serious,” he added. The other nodded his head in agreement. Magma had returned his axe to his dominant right hand, and his aura was steadily climbing up again. The Ice Bear had extended its formerly retracted claws as well. Each claw was as long as Magma and was extremely sharp. Its aura climbed up steadily as well as both – man and bear – prepared to clash once more.

The first one I had made significant progress with was the Mana Claw. The moment I managed to summon the glowing ethereal claws from my fingertips after days of nonstop practice, I was thrilled. The Mana Claw was a technique the previous owner of this body had wielded with ease. It was swift, deadly, and sharp. It had taken a few days to get it right, but once I got the hang of it, I was ecstatic. I was on the right path now, and all that was left was to work hard and go down that path to become who I was meant to be.

The claw hit down hard, causing water to splash out. Deep inside the lake, the eyes of two dark, savage beasts glowed ferociously. They were massive, and every inch of their skin was covered with thick, solid scales. The scales covered their bodies like armor, and a dangerous air emanated from them. These beasts were more than 16 feet long. Such massive creatures could crush more than ten martial artists easily. However, they were now in a pathetic state. In front of them was a figure sitting cross-legged on the mud below the lake like a rock. That person was Chase!

That was the name he called me, Miss Famous, because I was more famous than him. “I’m fine, just a bit nauseous,” I lied, forcing a smile. “This is one of the worst cases I have ever seen.” “I know, me too. The claw killer strikes again. He is a sick bastard, whoever he is. Look at what he did to this poor guy.” He said, gesturing towards the corpse. “He ripped out his heart, his liver, his kidneys, and his eyes. And he left these claw marks all over his body like he was some kind of animal. What kind of message is he trying to send?”

I went near the crowd only to get a view of the big fight. He has well build body with a perfect muscular chest which was popping out from his black shirt, the fabric of the shirt was hugging his strong body perfectly, his half folded sleeves showing his tattooed hands with those long thick fingers which were wrapped around the neck, choking a boy in front of him, his other hand built in a first as his veins popped up , making him look smoking hot then he already was… even though I couldn't see his face I can tell how attractive he is. A painful scream echoed as he punched that boy hard and I came back from my not so holy thoughts, the hell is wrong with me? That muscle pig is literally beat

Everyone clap over the hung bead The naked female slowly grip his arm I growl How dare her grip my mates arm when half naked. She's nuts isn't she? And my mate even permits her. My claws slowly threaten. I growl slightly higher. My beastial growl with every seconds heightens. I instantly shut my eyes. I heave deeo heavy breath. I slowly calm and cleanse my mind. I cleanse it off every negative and ungodly thoughts. It's only a mere arm grip. No strings attached. My claws slowly retreat Battling would've been a terrible idea. I would've got my ass woophed.

To put it mildly. “The Claws run a bit of a…. an underground competition, shall we say, where we pitch two men — fine athletes — against each other for sport. Then, our guests are free to place wagers on the fighters.” “Spit shine a turd, it’s still shit,” Declan said with a grin, which Patrick immediately mirrored.

he asked. “I have something. And I need to find someone with a back tattoo that has some kind of claw on it.” “A claw? Like on a bird or lion or something like that?” “I can’t tell. But anything with a claw. Does that seem familiar to you?” “No, but I’ll look into it. Anything else?” “Yeah. Tread softly. We thought this was big before, but it’s bigger than even I could have anticipated.” “You know no one ever sees me coming.”