Descendants Beast Novels & Stories

He didn't look human; he looked like a god of the underworld. ​He didn't run. He walked. Every step he took left a deep indentation in the earth. He was savoring the hunt. He wanted me to feel the hopelessness of escape. ​"RUN!" I screamed. ​I shoved Jax away with a strength that sent him flying ten feet toward the river path. He scrambled to his feet and vanished into the darkness. ​The Beast didn't chase him. It didn't care about Jax. Its eyes stayed locked on me. It let out a huff of air that smelled like ozone and woodsmoke.

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.

This was a creature born from something ancient, something wrong. "No... please..." she whispered, inching backward. As if on cue, Desmond, Seraphina and Ava snapped out of their trance and focused on the beast. Seraphina’s voice rang with dark triumph. "There it is. The beast. This is your moment, Desmond. Slay it, and you’ll have the entire council eating from your hand." Desmond stood tall, his muscles gleaming despite the chaos, his jaw set. "So be it." Mira barely noticed him drawing his claws.

The beast stood up unhurt while the Giants were with either broken limbs or dislocated legs and arms. "Now, let's finish this,"the beast said. His eyes ball begins to glow deep blue likewise his hair. "Munch on this"he said as he channelled large lightning from his body and aim it toward the weak giants. Painful gasps escape the lips of the Giants as the unlucky giants burn to ashes. He swiftly removes the heart of three giants with his sharp claws letting their lifeless body Crashed down with a loud thud. He sends a powerful punch to the ribcage of a giant sending him to unconscious state .He tears another giant stomach as his intestines are seen making it fall down dead.

Kiema said, patting Kord's arm braced over her front. "The Beast. It comes," Alok said, his pale blue eyebrows dipped low over his tricolored eyes. "Right, yes. You've mentioned. What is the beast and why should I care?" Kiema asked. The group of Wardens jerked back as if Kiema had punched them in the bellies. "The Beast is the natural apex predator of all magical kind. It is the antithesis to any Prime or Prime descendant."

"Today we are going to learn about beasts and how to tame them. Beasts are mutated animals with extreme intelligence, they can sense and find prey weaker than them and hunt them, if they find prey stronger than them they use different methods to hunt the prey, every beast can become strong by preying on other animals and hibernating as it increases their mutation level making them strong. A beast's power is measured by its mutation level. Level 10 beasts are capable of killing 10 humans and a level 1 beast is capable of immobilizing a human and if left they can completely kill the human and there are also level 100 beasts that rarely come out of their hiding and they are capable of destroyin

I growled, leaping from the overhang of the wooden beams down into the room and allowing my hood to fall off so that the shadow king’s eyes widened in alarm. “Y-You...by Jove Tophas, you have no idea what you’ll become! It is only I who can control the two stones! A dark moon descendant!” The beast rasped heatedly as I stalked him, my half-wolf, half-human form damned near dwarfing his own mammoth frame now.

Rain continues to hunt for answers to her curiosity, making it seem like she's found an exceptional new toy. "These are the black bones of beings of darkness with over-mystical powers. I have some bones as this, and I keep them in churches and other secret places." "But you said it was a human bone!" Jace sighed. "Yes, these are the bones of creatures of darkness that have manifested as humans for thousands of years. They are different from the other shadow creatures who, if they die, will turn into dust or smoke. They are undetectable and hard to beat. Therefore, once they are defeated, their bones are like a cup."

“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.

As the aura on his body erupted, the aura belonging to the Ancestor Witches surged. After the strange beast felt that pure aura of the Ancestor Witches, it immediately prostrated on the ground and spoke the human language. “My lord, spare me! My lord, spare me!” Alex was startled. “You can even speak in human language?” The strange beast nodded hurriedly. “My lord, I am a minor character in the Witch Beast Kingdom. The flesh and skin on my body are worthless, and my blood is not pure either. My lord, please don’t kill me!”