Final Fantasy 11 Beastmaster Novels & Stories

The elevator dropped not up, not to another floor below, or underground. I felt the shift in the air the moment we passed beneath the casino’s shell. The scent changed, no more stale alcohol and sweat. Down here, it was sterile. Liam adjusted his suit jacket. “They’re cycling through southern regions tonight. Mostly unregistered wolves, low-profile. We’re not looking for drama. You said you wanted someone distant. Someone clean.” I nodded but didn’t respond. My gut twisted. I didn’t like this. I didn’t like the idea of buying someone who didn’t even know what she was being pulled into. But this wasn’t about love. This wasn’t about romance. This was about surviving a curse that refused to loo

"Isn't this rain lasting a little too long?" Felix held me close, frowning slightly. Beastmen were always sharp—his instincts were sounding the alarm. I nodded. Fortunately, we had reinforced the power system earlier. Otherwise, with rain this heavy, a blackout would have been a real problem. "Honey, should we go take a look outside?" I blinked. "How?" "By flying, of course." He ruffled my hair, murmured something under his breath, and suddenly—wings unfurled across his back.

Arya knew she couldn’t say the truth, that she bought it to embarrass the butler. “I wanted to look pretty for you Master.” Arya blushed, she felt so embarrassed. Her master smiled slightly, he looked pleased. “I will reward you my little Omega for trying to please me. Sit on the chair.” He pointed at his comfortable chair and as soon as she sat down he spread her legs and placed them on the armrest. That position made Arya feel ashamed, her Master placed himself between her legs. Arya was so shocked that she closed her eyes and concentrated on Masers touching the inner part of her tights. One of his fingers slid under the delicate fabric of her panties and it was pulled aside revealing her

As though feeling the tension of being prey and me the predator, his gaze darted between the mouth of the alley and me, biting his lip until it was bright red. “I can fuck you up.” I loved fucking with terrified people. The wolf inside me paced in anticipation. I took a step toward him and he paled, shaking so badly the gun wobbled in his hand. “Stop it!” His voice rose to a scream. “I’ll kill you. I will!” “Try it.” I took another step closer. “See what happens.” His eyes widened like he thought I was crazy, and he wasn’t far off. When you’ve hunted for the mafia, killed people they didn’t want to bloody their hands with, and taken out whole families, nothing sane remained.

He said as he began to read the system message. [Welcome Claude Grey, I am your System. You have been successfully Reborn. Due to your impressive speed, animalistic/wild tendencies and understanding of the canine species you have been given the class of...Beast Tamer, along with the Skills, "(Bestial Assistance.)" and "(Beast Trait.)". You've also been given a +5 in the Speed and Willpower stat. Further information on class and Skills can be accessed at a later time if you wish it. Congratulations on your Rebirth, Claude. Remember, you are in control of the beasts...don't let them control you.]

“We’ll see about that. You’ve underestimated us before. Won’t happen again.” The Master’s smirk widened. “Then let the game begin. Fury unleashed.” And with a gesture, waves of energy erupted from the master, smashing containers and sending debris and reinforced enemies hurtling toward them. Riven and Luca moved as one, their bond guiding every strike, energy flaring, hurling attackers into the shadows. Tessiah fired with deadly precision, taking down enhanced Serpents with tactical efficiency. Wolf moved like a phantom, covering their flanks, ensuring no one was caught off guard.

Chase smiled after listening to Willow's explanation. "The next time I bump into the Nefarious Deity Sect, I'd need to pay more attention to their dark beasts and zombie puppets." "That's a given. Besides, the Nefarious Deity Sect has the Mystic Nefarious Priest. He's the top Formation Master in the nether realm. He can turn dark beasts and zombie puppets into formations that are just like infantry and cavalry. He's also one of the main reasons why the Nefarious Deity Sect is at the top."

Disgusting! Those words threaten to rip my cool. The thought of him fucking me again disgusts me to the core. The idea of having to willingly surrender myself to this monster irritates me to the core. The notion of becoming his submissive slave makes me yearn for death to escape this humiliation. Then again, there is the desire to survive, and the cravings to defeat this monster. "Yes, master!" "Ajay!" He corrects. "You only address me as master when I am fucking you."

The fight lasted for a while, with both sides seriously wounded and exhausted. Angel did not know if he would win the fight since his injuries were severe, and his black fur was wet with his blood. However, when he thought about giving up and allowing the elders to win, it angered him further. So he gave it his all, grabbed all of his strength and attacked Mr. William's neck. Angel did not stop biting into Mr. William's skin even after he got bruised multiple times. He kept his teeth sunk into Mr. William's veins until the large gray wolf stopped moving.

It trembled all over, occasionally sneaking glances at Amelia and Phoenix, its eyes full of fear. The Wind-Tearing Beast was a rebellious creature, and in the secret realm, only Phoenix and White Tiger could keep it in check. "Hmph, this Wind-Tearing Beast is too reckless, daring to attack Master." Phoenix snorted, its tone carrying authority. "Just now, it tried to sneak out and ambush Master, but I chased it down and taught it a lesson. That should remind it. Master, rest assured, as long as we are here, no beast will ever dare offend you again."