Final Fantasy 11 Beastmaster Novels & Stories

“Of course there are other ways... remain a beast tamer and pray you meet other mystical beasts and entrap them in your arerat symbol, where I'll transform them into true essence for you to make consecutive breakthroughs... which I guess you're already an expert in.” It sounded like a nice idea... it's like saying, wait for the day when a banknote falls from the sky... it's feasible right? Where do I damn get mystical beasts in illusionary worlds?! I mean... even the Beast Hunters claimed that they couldn't identify that crimson-eyed mystical tiger... meaning, even here in this illusionary world, it was still really rare! “What other way?” I asked. “Be a formation master!” “Huhn?” “Formation

Her eyes were filled with hope as she said that. Woo! Darryl sat up, took a deep breath, and smiled as he said, "That is 70 percent talent and 30 percent hard work. I already taught you in great detail last night. I can't help you if you don't understand it." Darryl paused for a moment before saying, "In reality, the Beast Master evolved from the Nine Mainland. Its tricks and abilities suited people from the Nine Mainland better. Because you are from the Raksasa tribe, it is natural that you find it difficult to understand due to cultural differences."

Also, fighting with an alchemist was hard since alchemists had unlimited pills that could heal themselves or make them invisible. A Poison Master is immune to poisons. They can make a pill that could make someone immune to poison for a certain time or even forever. Also, their poisons are the most dangerous poison, unlike a normal poison. Their refined poison could kill people in just a second. Also, they could save a person from poison by taking a pill. A Beast Tamer Master was a profession that can tame any spirit beast. Also, they understand the spirit beasts more than a normal being. A Beast Tamer Master sometimes can understand the spirit beasts' language.

The commander spoke as they headed out the door. Christopher grinned. "I'm not Beast anymore." Bruce cocked his head in surprise. "You do know that we called you Beast because of how you are out on the field, right? The way you went through Crucible and everything else you tackle is what makes you a beast." Christopher shrugged. "I guess I didn't know that. But it didn't bother me. I don't mind being called Beast by you guys…" He left the rest unsaid and headed out of the room.

Twins are an abomination in the Kingdom of Varnholt. By law, the mother and both children are to be beheaded—no exceptions, not even for the Queen. To save her children, the Queen makes an impossible choice. She keeps her newborn son, Amias, as the kingdom's beloved heir and secretly sends her daughter, Azubah, away to be raised in the distant hills. Seven years later, the prince is dead. With the kingdom on the brink of chaos, the Queen returns for the daughter she abandoned, forcing Azubah to bury her name and become Prince Amias—the heir to a throne built on a lie. Now, surrounded by ruthless nobles, deadly conspiracies, and enemies lurking within the palace walls, Azubah m

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

Riley’s life shatters the moment she meets her mate. Instead of accepting her, he rejects her at first sight and, in the same breath, proposes to her stepsister. For Riley, the pain cuts deeper because this is not the first thing she has lost to her sister. All her life, Riley has sacrificed her happiness, her opportunities, and everything precious just to keep the peace in her family. But she never imagined she would be asked to give up her mate too. When her stepsister finally offers to give something back, it comes at a terrible price. Riley is asked to take her place in an ancient ritual that has thrown every young maiden in the city into fear, a single night with the Beast. The Beast

Amir cleared his throat and gestured to the first one who had a burned scar on his face, he was the one who had a permanent scowl on his face. “The first one is Brute, he's pure strength and force. He may be the strongest one in the pack.” Amir explained. Brute didn’t react, he just stared at us with the same usual expression he had. A big part of me feels like he doesn’t want to be here.

The elders nodded but the fear remained in their eyes as they watched their King slowly slip away and the unholy monster begin to take his place. Jessebelle raised her well trimmed eyebrow and asked, "Who is her?" her face turned down in a frown. The king sighed, having no patience for the vexing woman beside him. And all of a sudden, like a wave it hit him... The sensation of his mates blood being drawn. Any control he had of his beast was gone as in the next few seconds he had trasformed completely with low growl. The elders all stood up and stepped back as the beast ran through the room and out of the meeting hall. Jessebelle stood up her eyes wide with fear and confusion before her knees

Beckham turned around and looked toward a middle-aged man seated on the sofa. “Master Howe, Kayson possesses extraordinary capability. Are you certain that you can defeat him?” Seated cross-legged on the sofa, Master Howe assumed a confident expression and said in contempt, “Don’t worry, Mr. Yoder. My mentor, Adalon Gray, has given me ten charms that will allow me to kill anyone below the smasher level easily!”