Infamous 2 Beast Novels & Stories

But The Beast was stronger based on size alone, and faster than I expected for someone his size. Twice, The Beast nearly knocked Damon down with a single blow. The first time, Damon’s eyes widened and he ducked, dark hair flying, narrowly missing the swing by a single breath. The second time, Damon caught his wrist mid-swing, twisted, and drove a knee into his ribs. The Beast went down hard enough that the bleachers shuddered, but he was back up before the referee could count to three, wiping the blood away from his nose with the back of his hand.

I did everything to be a good friend, only to be treated as my so-called best friend’s scapegoat. When her husband found cigarette ash in their house, she claimed I was the one smoking. When she snuck off for a private rendezvous with her lover, she told him she was celebrating my birthday. And when she got pregnant, she pinned the blame on me again, declaring I was consumed with jealousy—that I had spiked her drink and hired someone to violate her. Enraged, her husband marched to my doorstep wielding a blade and hacked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the exact day she had asked me to cover for her affair.

He growled. “Ah, you're mistaken. It's the other way round, it's you who has been rambling. Let's get this over with, shall we? Your disgusting smell is making me lose brain cells.” I sighed. “Lucian, what the hell are you doing? You're making him more riled up, he might hurt the boys!” Beom whispered in my ear, panicking. “Shh. Don't be a mosquito.” Beastmen were known for their awful smell, and they always get tense and angry if someone mentions it. They sometimes kill or harm those who make fun of them. Knowing how powerful they were, people knew better to keep their thoughts.

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.]

The offender ranted. Beaumont threw the merchant into a glass shelf and descended upon the elder. As he threw his fists, his inner beast grew thirsty. The thought of someone touching the omega drove him mad- it irked Luca to the core. He nearly bit the man's head off when he shifted into his beast form.

His speech and articulation had been very advanced for a four-year-old, but after pouting and frowning, he finally looked his age. “But running away won’t solve the problem. She’ll still tattle to your mom,” Ed said. He didn’t know who Rosemore was, but he followed the conversation. AJ smacked his forehead. “You’re right!” Reluctantly, he grabbed his bag. “What’s your name, mister?” AJ asked. Curious before they parted. “Just call me Beast.” Ed pointed to the scar on his face. AJ laughed. “You’re not as bad as the beast,” he said.

His claws trembled at my throat, caught between killing and clinging. And then, with a sound like glass shattering, Zara’s last thread anchored into his spine. Her body went limp, crumpling into the mud, but it was enough. Maxim reeled back, the Beast howling in defiance. His roar wasn’t human. It wasn’t Hollow. It was something in between, split down the center, fractured but still holding. But when his gaze caught mine again, I knew which side still lived. The Beast didn’t know my name—but Maxim did.

His hand swooshes the air, again and again, and she couldn’t help but moan silently with every stroke. He smacked her over and over again, he spanked her thick ass, until tears trickled down her cheeks, and her cunt. Her bottom cheeks were swollen and on fire. Then, he pinched the redness of her cheeks with his claws, drawing lines that would last as scars for a lifetime. The beast ignored it, dropping his member, his long, thick massive cock springing out. A telltale green stripe ran spirally around the length of his cock on either side, a mark that he has a beast blood running through his veins.

I’d drifted to sleep afterward, least expecting him to be around when I woke up, but here he was… Moderately bearded around his strong and sharp jawline, jet black hair that plopped onto his forehead, ripped muscles that were covered in tattoos, thick long lashes, and a long Roman nose. His face had a raw masculine beauty that made my toes curl from the healing claw mark on his forehead, going through his right brow and cheek. It made him look dangerously handsome. There were more claw marks and bite wounds extending from his shoulder to his back, suggesting that he was recently involved in a fierce fight. But Alex has never been in a fight so where did these marks come from? Oh, wait! This

They all understood that the ones who have to restrain the beast with have a comparatively lesser or no chance of getting the last kill. According to the report of the previous scouting team, the beast was very strong and intelligent. They all knew that the moment that the beast senses danger, it will try every possible way to escape. The report also stated that the beast was just an Alpha 3 months ago, but one week earlier some new scouts spotted a beast in the same region with rhythm much more antagonizing and abhorrent than an Alpha's rhythm. There was only one conclusion for this. The beast that was spotted 3 months ago had evolved into an Alpha-hybrid.