Cold Blooded Beast Manga Novels & Stories

Blood spattered across the room, mixing with broken glass and shattered wood, I shuddered at the sight as a whimper slipped from my lips. Finally, with a mighty roar, Kaizen delivered the final blow, sinking his teeth into the demon's neck and tearing it apart. The demon's body fell to the ground, its black blood pooling around it. But that wasn't enough as Kaizen's beast ripped his head off his neck. I winced as blood splattered onto his fur, creating a reddish dark spot on his body. Kaizen reverted back to his human form, his body trembling with exhaustion and adrenaline. I immediately rushed to his side, holding him close, uncaring of his bloodied body as we both took deep breaths to calm

When you’ve hunted for the mafia, killed people they didn’t want to bloody their hands with, and taken out whole families, nothing sane remained. The little shit fired off a sloppy shot as I came at him. His movements were slow, almost clumsy - a reminder of his human frailty. And I dodged the bullet, not that it would’ve mattered much since my pain tolerance and healing ability were far above average. He fell backward and my wolf snarled, wanting to clamp its teeth around his throat. “Please.” He tried to get away, crab-walking backward; his face nearly green. “Here. Here’s a purse. It’s got money in it. I-I saw the broad go to the ATM.”

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

As Natsu was standing in the room looking around, a beast from the other side came into the field. The beast was a blue and white three headed dog with fox like appearance, and it emitted lots of magic energy as it entered into the room. "That beast looks pretty powerful, I wonder if he would be able to survive this fight?" Kazuko thought. "I think you guys went too far in this exam, I mean just look at him, he isn't in any condition to fight that kind of beast" Asahu said as Mitsuki replied, "You might be right about that, but no one expected him to be that injured, plus, it would be hard to just change his exam now."

I hear a smirk within the creature's voice while my fighting hands fall away from the gripping beast’s own, allowing my vision to slowly fall into darkness. Wriggling in agony, the creature unexpectedly releases its hold. Opening my unswollen eye as I heave a deep breath, I reluctantly look up to see the creature pulling its blood-soaked claw behind him while raising it past his head, ready to send it thrashing down once more. Anticipating the savage blow, I close my eyes, wincing expectedly, defenceless and ready to take the next hit. Preparing to accept my fate. A swooshing burst of movement rushes past my ears, leaving me in a state of confusion when no apparent pain seems to follow. Than

I wasn't expecting miss birdy's words to impress the crowd so much that nobody chose to go against her despite standing with her. Soon we reached the insides hollow of the volcanic mountain through the dark tunnel and what greeted us there was the epic scene. A huge beast having two heads was about to dig his canines inside the soft skin of my girl. It makes my blood go cool and in a matter of seconds, I reach for the first thing that comes in my hand and aim for the beast's heart. Gladly it was a sharp weapon I grabbed from a birdman and in the one shot, it tears apart the beast's heart in two.

Even though Alice had been on several missions with them, having hunted down phantom-beasts before, the girl had a faint heart towards gore and bloody images. Akasuki’s reason behind digging out the phantom-beast’s eyeballs was to show proof to the guild. One sure way to show evidence that one had defeated a phantom-beast was to pluck out their eyes. Once a phantom-beast had been defeated, the whites of their eyes darkened and became jet black while the irises remained a glowing luster of blood-red.

He'd made one careless leap and the beast had been ready for him pouncing in mid-air as it tackled him to the ground ripping and clawing at the flesh of Casey's bare chest while he screamed and his heartbeat continued to race. Up close he could see the dark brown fur-covered brute and the glowing red eyes as if they had been beckoning to him. Casey screamed and screamed as the beast ripped through him and as he felt himself dying their eyes met for one final time. The red glow shifted and the beast seemed to melt into him, And Casey found himself alone and fully healed but naked and confused about what he had just experienced. The power that came from the creature seemed to fill his every mu

I'm back to needing a drink. I've only seen two bears shift. I felt their magic when it happened. Very similar to hers. I don't even realize I've reached out my hand until her tongue makes a slow warm slide across my palm. I'm sure I don't taste good. I can't believe I'm looking at a wolf while my cock remains thick and ready. I'm a pathetic bastard.

The muscles bunching in his arms as he adjusts my position, holding my legs. Throwing his head back, he growls low, slamming into me with his final thrusts. His body is coated in a fine sheen of sweat. His eyes are closed tightly, his lips parted, his breathing harsh. While I think it is inconceivable, he has never looked more beautiful … in a barbaric sort of way. Untamed, uncivilized. Fierce.