Deer Beastars Novels & Stories

"Brandur is one. You remember he is called The Destroyer?" She fought back the gratifying smile that tugged at her lips with his growing unease. Maybe she could scare him enough into abandoning his plan and tell her where baby Brand was before the wolves caught up to them. "And they are not just regular wolves," she continued. "They are the size of the legendary Dire wolves. Brand's wolf comes almost up to my shoulder on his flat feet. His teeth are as fearsome as the Háhyrnir (killer whale) that roamed our sea."

Before l can think of something to do my eyes almost popped up from their sockets when Venus's shifted into a beast too. I was so shocked that l didnt notice the beast black in color almost teared my fresh. If it's not a big brown beast that bounced on it, l would have been dead by now.. The brown beast teared the black one and it gave out aloud howling. It kept on struggling against the brown who was in control. I took a glance at my sorroundings still shivering. And realization hit me hard that there is no single human left apart from me. Where is Alex, Ron and other students? Did they also turn into beasts like Venus.

Then, with a cold smile at the three cowering figures in the corner, I gathered my belongings and the ruined doll, took Felix's hand, and walked away. As we left, I still caught their voices comforting Celie, "It's fine. Once the floods come, that ungrateful wretch won't even have a place to hide. Either she drowns miserably, or she'll crawl back to beg us. As long as you stay close to Gideon, she won't be smug for long. Just wait and see!" They truly believed that the giant shark was salvation in the apocalypse. Absurd. No matter how humanlike a beastman's form, the wildness of their nature remained. In my past life, they only saw me waiting at home while Gideon brought back fish—never noti

“In this world, there are different types of tribes within the animals: Beast tribe, Phoenix tribe and the Dragon tribe. “The Beast tribe is the tribe from which the normal, cultivating beasts we have around us originate. They're divided into two: savage beasts and spirit beasts. The latter is a powerful mutation undergone by savage beasts. If their cultivation is strong, and they have solid cultivation foundations, they can become spirit beasts and extend their longitude.

He said that Liam had left on a Dreadbeast, and he said the name with a kind of grim respect. I had seen those creatures in the stables before, and they weren't like regular horses. They were massive, predatory beasts with eyes like glowing coals and muscles that looked like they were made of iron. They were far more dangerous and powerful than any normal horse, and they could walk more miles without rest and run faster than anything else in the woods. This was something I hadn't expected, and it probably meant that Liam felt extra threatened by Sylas if he had felt the need to take a Dreadbeast out into the night.

She knew what was lurking behind the dazzling facade: monsters ready to pounce and waste young lives. Dhara’s irritation continued to simmer as she made her way to the entrance. Her brown eyes gleamed with even more annoyance as she thought about her sister getting into the club to have a blast with her college friends. “Blast her ass!” She muttered under her breath, barely able to contain her frustration. However, before she could storm into the nightclub, two gigantic men in black uniforms standing outside the door blocked her passage. Dhara tried to push past them, but their muscular arms held her back with ease.

What…did you do now Aleister? The people start screaming and crying again. The sound of splashing water fills my ears as they make a run for their lives. Once again, amidst the chaos, the Beast’s eyes find me and go still. My heart sinks. The Beast tosses Declan aside like a rag doll, earning another scream from me. I place my hand over my mouth to suppress further sounds. Immediately, the Beast skips past the distance and appears in front of Draven. “ Leister… ” He mumbles.

“We have received a missive from the King of Wolves.” My father began, each word precise, as my siblings and I stood before him in his library. “He has decreed that one of my beloved daughters is to wed the Beast of Northshore.” A sharp collective intake of breath followed his words. My own breath caught in my throat as I remembered all the whispered rumors I'd heard about the Beast of Northshore. They said he was one of the three princes who had gone feral during the war, brought back by magic or sheer will, but never quite the same afterward.

The breeze has watched them mutate into their original form. They have shown their fluffy bodies, and razor-sharp teeth on every full moon. Yet their shadow sent fear to the animals in the woods. They are not animals, nor are they human. Still, they fit within both circles. Humans may call them monsters, but mother nature does not deny their kind. These creatures always stay hiding. Yet on this particular night, one stride behind Alvin and Derrie while it ducked under the shelter of the trees. These two men shiver in the cold night breeze. However, the chilly air is not the reason for their coldness. It was the dread of engaging the creature that could strip the skin of one’s bone. Their fla

Sarrtina finally understands what he is saying. "Yes, we must interact with the humans." It's easier said than done though. Interacting with humans is very hard especially for creatures who prey on them. Controlling their thirst around the humans and concealing their true identities is going to be a challenge but there's anyone who can master it, it's Soliaire, after all he is the first demon...... PART 2 I feel like Sleeping Beauty and not just because we have the same name, but because we were both cursed and our version of death is more or less the same.