Descendants Beast Novels & Stories

The spirit beast ran to the border before stopping, but all we could see were the three beastmen. "You vile beasts, where have you taken Vee?" Mother angrily scolded them, forgetting that she was merely the ruler of a small kingdom. Sure enough, the three beastmen burst into laughter upon hearing that. Felix casually tugged on a rope beside him. "Ha! Like mother, like daughter—so defiant." Sharp wails came from the cliff's edge. "Mother, no! Don't anger them or I'll die! They're all insane!" Mother was gripping my hand tightly, and when she discovered Victoria hanging from the cliff wall by a thin rope, her nails dug into my flesh.

She puts her leg on top of him and presses it on his back hard and he screams louder. “You see boy! I am not going to make the mistake of leaving you live and breathing this time because another human might come and save you like what my stupid descendant there.” She shoots a fireball on the beast and he awakens, “But before I kill you both, I will make you catch a glimpse of what is to befall these pathetic humans, I do not know why that disgraceful descendant of mine desires to fight for a world that has never loved her, even those people there holding weapons in their hands did not help!”

Then he would face the embodiment of terror. With supernatural speed, I darted across the street and dove into the alley between the two buildings. Bastard didn’t know he was dealing with an enforcer from the Volkovs, the notorious werewolf mafia, and my adopted family. Few outside of our pack knew we were actual werewolves and we liked it that way. My claws extended and I raked them down the side of the dumpster. I heard his heart rate speed up, and I smiled. “You stole from the wrong person,” I said, adding a growl at the end.

Miles responded, seeming to finally give up his jealously at the fact I was sitting on Beckett's lap and not his. "Cocky much," I asked, teasing him. "I'll show you cocky." He grumbled at me, his voice thick with sexual desire. "He's not being cocky," Aphelion replied, "We are the strongest beings in this school. We are the heirs to the four kingdoms; we are direct descendants of the Gods themselves. It is why I could hold you while your hair was laced with hellfire without being burned." I shivered at the reminder of the demonic beast I had turned into not so long ago. Beckett rubbed his hands up and down my arms to soothe me.

"But there are more than just four kinds of beasts other Feralis came from, am I correct?" "Great question." Morris clapped her hands, then began explaining, "You see, the Four Godly Beasts are referred as the Gods of Beasts because they are the strongest among the rest, but that doesn't mean they are the only beasts all of the Feralis came from. Thousands of years ago, the descendants of the four beasts ruled over our world, they still are right now, but back at the past, they were ruthless and they were discriminating the descendants of the other beasts. Over hundreds of years had passed, a rebellion broke out against the children of the four."

The land split from the sheer force of it. Aiden rallied the warriors. The tides of battle turned. Scene 6: The Forgotten Beast But Varyn was not done. He drove his obsidian pendant into the earth. The sky above them shattered like glass. From beyond the veil descended a colossal beast—formless, smokey, its howls distorting the air. “The First Failure,” Elder Ruel whispered. “An Echo that predated the First Wolf.” Varyn collapsed, blood at his lips. “I thought… I could tame it.”

“Cold?” “Freezing,” I muttered, even though his sweaty jersey was ten times worse. He ruffled my hair—messy, playful, the way only a big brother would… but to outsiders? Yeah, it probably looked weird. Especially since we didn’t look even remotely related. Not the same hair. Not the same face. Not the same build. Nothing. “Don’t look at Xavier,” Henry said suddenly, voice dropping to a warning whisper. “He’s a monster.” I blinked. “Who?”

Eason said after considering his words. "Oh, what kind of connection?" Chase asked curiously. Willow, Walter, and the others were also curious. After all, there were already many strange races in the nether realm. The beastman race was understandable since descendants born from mixed unions between demon beasts and humans would have similar appearances.

She looked up and met my eyes, paralyzing me for a moment, “The beast would tear you apart.” She stepped back and I let her. “Keep your doors locked, Aria.” She walked backwards towards the door, without turning. “The Beast comes at night and devours fresh, young flesh…” Her hand settled on the door knob, “…before he tears them apart.” I had no doubt that I was pale. She was telling me something. It was like she was reciting a script. “I hope I don’t have to tell you that if you tell anyone about me, your loved ones will pay.”

It looked at the sky and muttered, "How could this be... How could this be..." The Ancient Ape God was indeed having a bloodline worth showing off among demonic beasts. Ordinary demonic beasts were no match for it. However, who made it unlucky today, encountering the rareest divine beast descendant? And it met two at the same time. Not far from the Purple Golden Thunder Ape that had fallen into a dull state at this moment, Handsome jumped down beside Caspian, expressing its indignation and confusion. "What? Isn't this big monkey for food? Is my idea not good?"