Human Bowser Novels & Stories

He was clapping his hands with a mischievous grin on his face. "BRIAN", Idris growled and just the growl made the ground tremble. "Idris you don't have to fight", Another voice intervened. By the look, he was old and he seemed to be Idris and Brian's father. "Let's go in the meeting, the advisors are gonna decide whether to have a human Luna or not", He went on before throwing up a glance in my way. When I felt his glance at me, l didn't smile. I knew it that he didn't like me so pretending to be nice was useless.

I ask him, and his eyebrows raise. He shrugs and looks from me to the window. "I don't know. I never felt right as a pup. I think I started to get human thoughts before we ever even shifted...It's just. I don't know how to answer. I guess I'm weird," Kohn admits, not meeting my eyes. "Well, I am thankful for your weirdness. She would already be dead if I didn't have you reigning me in," I whisper, and Kohn gives me a smirk before nodding.

’ Anjana’s face turned pale. ‘Don’t worry; I am saying that as he is the Shiva’s gift. He is part of Shiva. And as Shiva he will also destroy the phoney arrogance of others.’ ‘Oh! Then what’s your suggestion?’ ‘HANUMAN – Destroyer of Phoney Arrogance.’ *****

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. The little shit fired off a sloppy shot as I came at him. His movements were slow, almost clumsy - a reminder of his human frailty. And I dodged the bullet, not that it would’ve mattered much since my pain tolerance and healing ability were far above average. He fell backward and my wolf snarled, wanting to clamp its teeth around his throat. “Please.” He tried to get away, crab-walking backward; his face nearly green. “Here. Here’s a purse. It’s got money in it. I-I saw the broad go to the ATM.”

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

-Hello- I greet her when we separate smiling. - Hi little girl, come in, here- she says and gives me some candies. I smile wistfully, hug her again and give her a kiss on her forehead since I'm taller than her. I enter the gym eating one of the candies. It is full. I walk up to Bob who is training a hazel-eyed brunette boy, he will be about seventeen. -Hi- I say still holding the candy in my mouth. He smiles at me and hugs me. -Rose is already spoiling you- he says pretending to be angry.

Gunner, and this man, they know each other, somehow. The man held out his hands in surrender and chuckled. I watched as the hair slowly disappeared into his skin. His human frame got shorter and smaller as his limbs shrunk. I watched in amazement as his face reverted back to that of a normal human. He was a little older, but well fit and still somewhat scary looking. He lifted his gaze to me briefly and winked, an act I thought was very forward and familiar for someone I have never seen before. It didn’t go unnoticed by Gunner who stepped forward again and growled. The man turned his attention back to Gunner and relaxed his arms. He smiled widely and placed his hand on his chest and bowed ev

hu hu. A boy about 11 years old was trying to hold on to a mustache man. He kicked the boy's body hard with his foot, causing the boy to fall to the street, and then he ruthlessly used the soles of his spiked shoes to press on the boy's face. He said fiercely: "Your sister has been sold by us, if you want to live, get out of here quickly, otherwise your end will be worse than your sister's!" He spoke threateningly as he spoke, but the boy was too young to understand what he was saying. He cried louder, held on harder, and shouted louder: "I don't care what the tragedy is, please return my sister to me. I want to play Halloween with my sister! Hu hu!"

A man and a beast are having an intense battle with every rhythmic move from the man, the beast quickly contests it using its speed. Though from the standpoint they are fighting in an even battle, no one knows the man's stress builds up as the battle continues. The man that was battling is Jimboy, and the beast is the Lv2 Hunter, from time to time he was using the rhythmic footwork that has been shown in his mind. However, his stamina is reaching its limit!

i say in the mind link "I sense them, micheal and few more warriors are on their way to you as we speak" he answers "Ok" i say cutting the mind link as the first rogue appeared in sight I tilt my head looking at him with confusion. It's common knowledge that rogues are banished wolves who aren't apart of any pack for various reasons. Most of them go mad and become violent creatures while some are able to survive and keep their sanity, but this one before me is different. I can sense his bloodlust and i can see in his eyes there isn't a shred of humanity left yet he's doesn't give the impression of being irrational, to put it simply he's like a functioning psychopath. He smiles kindly at me b