Fantastic Beasts Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She had no idea how the original Clar, or even her beastmates, had endured living here. Glancing at the darkening sky, she wondered why Alex and Lucas hadn’t returned yet. When they did, she would have to show them she had changed. Then, once their bond was dissolved, she would find herself a handsome beast mate and stay far away from the novel’s heroine and her dangerously powerful suitors. In her imagination, life would be sweet—surrounded by good-looking beastmen, carefree and content. What she didn’t realize was that such a future might be far more chaotic than peaceful.

How did I let this happen? Because of the injuries I sustained when fighting those rogues, I took a soothing portion that made me very horny. I was so horny that I began to touch myself in my bathroom and that was when she entered my room. “Mate” my wolf growled lowly when my grey eyes landed on her brown ones. Usually, we hated that word. We cringed at the mention of it but somehow, this time was different. It was beyond incredible, the amount of effect she had on me but all that shit wouldn't have happened if I hadn't taken that healing potion that made me maddeningly horny.

Mysterious Screamed and Felix found himself freezing, Frost appeared and he kicked off The rest, Breca chanted trying to break the spell but spirit beasts are not normal beings, You can't break their Seal or nature even with magics. Mysterious stood up angrily, He found himself bleeding as a result of Felix Punch and He Groaned, With the Anger in him, He blasted Felix away to a gigantic fire and Directed several punchs to the ribs of Felix but Felix was fast in rolling and he kicked Mysterious down. " This Bitch is something else " Felix Groaned and Mysterious smirked as his eyes took the shade of green and He Found himself vibrating, Two huge wings sprouted out of mysterious back and The re

The connection we share with witches is more of a lasting friendship than a fated mating. “No.” Faythe laughs. “I think I would remember if I had an aunt who was a witch.” Faythe looks down at her hands; her fingers flex as she lets out a deep sigh. “Does this mean I’ll never get a wolf? I was hoping I would so I would get a mate.” A growl leaves my throat before I can do anything to stop it; my hand tightens on Faythe’s shoulders so hard that she actually yelps and shrugs out of my hold. Starling’s eyes widen as she walks towards Faythe and takes her hands so she can help her off the sofa.

She beamed. "You're lucky, may I know your name?" Without hesitating, she said politely. "I am Abel. May I know what you're doing here all by yourself?" Blair stared at her, her cheerful face dropped, Abel noticed this and quickly said another thing. "I had wanted to run away just like you but then again I thought about it. It might look quite unprofessional, I will tell you my secret. I had a horse friend who was human but transformed into a horse by a princess from the Wizards kingdom. We became friends for weeks, I actually enjoyed his talks and then out of the blue, a crazy elf fell down from nowhere and landed on the grass…"

She closed her eyes in pain. The beast sniffed the air and turned around, digging his head into the open space in the house. The beast grunted, stood upright, and left. She sighed when she saw the beast leave. Soon - the beast was back when she left her hiding place. The huge feet of the beast created a shadow surrounding her - the beast wanted to crumble her, but she dodged it. The wind was not in her favor as the beast raised its leg; the wind helped in throwing her off the ground. She screamed in pain - hooked by the immovable 5f

He watched them fly away and wished he could join them. Wait for me, he tried to shout. One stopped. A girl? It glanced back at him before sprinting into the darkness. The howls of the dokkaebi echoed through the trees. The goblin convulsed—leaves crunching and dirt flying—until its body jerked in a final death throe like a fish flopping on a deck. The smoke dissipated. The girl’s tails faded. The air cleared. She sat upon the dokkaebi as calm as a child perched on her favorite reading chair. Her hand was still spread over its chest. Then the beast’s body began to crack, fissures racing along its ruddy skin.

The room erupted into a chorus of concerned whispers. Niklaus's next words sent a collective gasp through the room. "Beast is an extraordinary vessel, but we must ensure he reaches his full potential. We've decided to take him to David's home planet, Xanthea, the birthplace of the Sirens, for critical upgrades." The announcement sparked a mix of emotions: worry etched on some faces, while others shone with excitement. The prospect of venturing into uncharted territory, taking their beloved Beast to a world far more advanced than their own, filled the air with a sense of awe and anticipation. The room buzzed with hushed conversations.

The air sparkled with the promise of untold adventures, and the horizon beckoned with mysteries waiting to be unveiled. Faelan descended gracefully, wings folding with a subtle rustle. "In this realm, the boundaries between werewolves and vampires blur, and ancient conflicts hold no dominion. Here, the extraordinary nature of your love becomes a catalyst for transformation—a force that reshapes the very essence of supernatural existence." Davien and I exchanged glances, our eyes reflecting a shared understanding of the profound journey that lay ahead. The Nexus of Unity, a realm born from the magic of the Heartwood, held the promise of a future where the divisions of the past could be transc

I used the one tool I had to lure her here: her curiosity and that damn serial killer discussion group I infiltrated. I leaned in close to her and whispered, “There’s no escape. Once we’re alone, you’re mine.” * * * Her scream came out as a hiss of air, and I couldn’t resist adding to her suffering. To see the arrogance in her eyes, for all the times she laughed and put me down, to be outweighed by the power I now held over her. “Relax. This is your secret fantasy... a kidnapping Jeffery Dahmer style.” The effect I had wanted showed in the widening of her eyes, but she slumped down in the seat, unable to get her arms and legs to work. Payback was bliss.