Fallingstar Beast Novels & Stories

“Not any prey, but the wolf-blooded hybrid beast bred for brutality. There are two grades of this beast. Grade A, the aggressive one. They will charge, paralyze you, but not kill. Grade B, they are faster than the wind, and they will flee. To take them down, you must keep pace. Today, eighty-five beasts roam the field. Ten of them Grade A. Only eighty-five fangs will be claimed. Fifteen of you will be left with nothing and will be disqualified.” Her eyes sharpened as she leaned forward, voice like steel. “Remember this: only one can kill and claim a beast. Once slain, the beast dissolves into a fang, larger for Grade A, smaller for Grade B. These fangs are your proof.”

The beastmen wasted no time in launching an all-out attack against the forcefield with the help of the energy beasts outside. After some time, micro fractures appeared in the wind barrier, and minutes later it was broken into pieces and tens of thousands of energy beasts charged into the Falling Stardust. The horde stood at the foot of the Six Star Mountain; they were on guard, waiting for an ambush. No such ambush ever game, instead their scouts came back with reports sighting signs of fleeing towards the mountain peak.

Tomas Midnight struck on the church tower, its solemn chime echoing through the night as I pursued the reckless thief who fucking dared to violate my car, stealing my wallet. His skinny legs drove him ahead of me, but I could taste his fear in the wind as I followed. Behind me, the woman whose purse this asshole stole, sobbed with her kids clutched close to her. He was an amateur criminal and he didn’t know how big of a mistake he’d made.

He had pinned me against the cold stone of the relic chamber, his arm coiled around my head, the other hand bruising my hip. His breath was ragged, his golden eyes heavy with the darkness of the curse that threatened to consume him. “You want to hate me,” he growled, his fangs scraping against my throat. “Your scent tells me otherwise, even as your eyes promise murder.” I choked on a breath, my body betraying me. “I will never be your Queen,” I snapped, even as my body arched towards him. He laughed softly, pressing his hips into mine, so I could feel the rigid length of him. “I don’t want a Queen, little Null. I want to burn alive in you before the world ends. And you, you’re going

Vincenzo said, "Beau, you're such a greedy man! How dare you change Dewfall International into Star-Moon International! You're too ambitious!" Beau smiled again and knocked on the table. He said calmly, "I'm not that greedy. I only have my wife in my heart."

His wings still out, tensed, and ready, the rest of us holding our weapons. He moved so fast I didn’t even see him. Sliding past the others as fluid as water going around rocks in a stream he came for me, I felt his arm snag my waist and my feet left the Earth. I heard Devon’s shots fire and Kenneth soared into the air in pursuit. Cassi let out a scream and I heard the others calling my name as we ascended, until they were just specks. Kenneth closing in, aiming his crossbow at Shamshiel’s wings, his purple wings beating as he tried desperately to keep up, his face contorted in anguish as he realized he would not be able to help me. In the blink of an eye Shamshiel closed his wings around us

The Anomaly that it belonged to looked like a cross between a black chicken and a lizard, its feathers glinting in the light as if they were scales, squawking angrily as its prize (my head) evaded it for the second time in as many minutes. “Stop screaming. It’s annoying,” Jester Lee muttered in my ear. He sat behind me, on the back of his Summoned Beast pegasus named Fye (who is an absolute beauty, by the way). He shot a spell at the Anomaly that burned a hole through its heart and it dropped out of the sky. I thought I heard a very faint sound when it hit the ground below, but we were too high up for me to be sure. I didn’t dare look down, either.

Chapter 97 – The Starfield Revelation The field of stars stretched endlessly around them, shimmering faintly like a sea of fireflies frozen in time. Each star pulsed rhythmically, casting soft light across the group as they struggled to regain their footing after the fall. The air was thick with an otherworldly energy, making it hard to breathe—not from lack of oxygen, but from the sheer weight of what surrounded them. Jessica stared at the constellations above: one shaped like a wolf, the other like a witch. Between them burned the words **"Unity Is Strength,"** glowing brighter with each passing second. Her hybrid nature surged within her, responding instinctively to the celestial display.

The colossal, umbral smoke is forcefully sucked backward, pulled by an invisible gravity straight down into the bottomless chasm of the glade-vein. ​The Beast is banished. ​The physical world suddenly rushes back in. The freezing air. The smell of burning moss. The deafening roar of the Blood Moon pack. ​I am falling. ​The massive shadow-form dissolves entirely, leaving my fragile, human shell plummeting toward the pulsing emerald floor. ​I brace for the bone-shattering impact. It never comes. ​Strong, familiar arms catch me right out of the air. The impact knocks the breath from my lungs, but I am instantly surrounded by the scent of cedar and ocean mist.

The beast was destroying the walls close enough to get to me. I had taken its own. I ran into one and fell inside inside where I couldn't explains, it was deep that I continue me falling. Darkness