How Big Is The Bewilderbeast Novels & Stories

The little shit was fast, but he couldn’t shake me that easily. A metal door of a dumpster clanged shut, but I didn’t need to hear that to know where he was. His heartbeat echoed in my ears, its erratic rhythm a testament to his fear. Yet, he had no idea what fear truly meant. He would understand, soon enough, once I caught him. Then he would face the embodiment of terror.

Slumping, showing his naked bottom part to everyone. She was too stunned, too terrified to move. Even breathing was a hard task. The beast looked at her, crouching to touch her, but she scooted a few inches, shaking and her face that lost its color was the evidence that the beast terrified her. Standing six feet and nine, probably seven feet in height. Big, bulky with a wide chest that sported a long scar. A bzou, she just encountered the legendary bzou. The beast growled lowly and looked away. That was the moment she realized that the beast was not alone, three or five more beasts showed up, hovering in the bushes, and one that went to the dead man.

The beast stood at twice the height of a fully grown man and was an animoid, specifically lion-like. “What in the world is that?” Mary asked, her eyes widening in shock.

I'm able to wiggle out of his grasp, thinking Matthew is behind me, my heart skips a beat in relief. I turn around and see a giant monster appear in front of both of us. While I'm scared, Jackson is downright terrified by the massive beast. It looks like a wolf at first glance, but there's no way it could be. The animal is the size of a double-decker bus, with teeth larger than those of a megalodon shark. I have a strong urge to go close to it and stroke its fur. While I move closer, Jackson takes a few steps back. My eyes grow wide when I notice another beast appearing behind him. When Jackson takes notice of my expression, he looks behind him, then back at me again with a look of disgust.

I look around for him. He seems to have vanished like some small boy inside a toy shop. When I eventually spy him, he holds up what is possibly the largest vibrator I have ever seen. “This one’s called the beast.” he says, waving it in the air like a flag. “You have one like this?” I scowl at him and tut. “As if !” “This doesn’t turn you on?” “It would rip me apart!” “You girls are such bad liars…what you do with it counts more than size? Yeah, right.”

My stomach dropped as I stared at Dr. O'neil's smiling face. Behind him the rich darkness called to me and the beast's growls racked invisible claws down my back. This was no werewolf. Whatever it was, it wasn't of any world and there was Devon. The two scents confused me, I wanted to turn tail and run the hell out of that place.

Carved with ancient symbols split wolf crowns, eclipses, 3 eyed monsters. She reached a high balcony overlooking a huge hall below sarah looked over the edge and froze in horror. In the middle of the hall was a big pool of bubbling dark silver liquid around it, dozens of silver masked people knelt in a circle, praying. At the far end, on a throne made of black volcanic glass, sat the Beast. He was huge almost 8 feet tall. Black iron armor that seemed to eat the light, his face was hidden by swirling black darkness, with only 2 crimson-silver eyes glowing.

Without thinking about it, she dodged, rolling on the ground like a ball of dirt, then raised her head to look at the beast with trepidation in her eyes. The beast resembled a bear, yet it was two times larger than that animal, and its fur shone blue. Its fangs were a half meter long, saliva trickling down on its mouth, roaring towards her. How is she supposed to fight with that?! Mallory couldn’t think of anything else but run. Sweat trickled down on her forehead, and she held her breath. Her eyes were actively searching for a place to hide when she tripped and tumbled down.