Man In A Beasts World Novels & Stories

I uttered and the beastman came to a halt, revealing himself. “You dare to say I stink!” He growled, red streaks forming in his already red eye balls. It was a Kangaroo beastman, he stood six feet tall with bulging muscles. He snarled, revealing a set of sharp, irregular teeth. And strangely, he had a pouch, male Kangaroos do not have pouches. His unusually red eyes showed that he was a rogue. If he had a pouch, this might mean that he had mutated but how? The last time I checked, things were going perfectly fine in the beastmen pack, there were no pandemics nor diseases that could cause a mutation.

Xasha had never met a beastman is life, they usually stuck to themselves. People of other races could go their entire lives without laying eyes on a single Beastman, and going into beastman provinces was not a possibility. Beastmen dislike outsiders and do not allow them anywhere near their provinces. The only way to get into any of the three beastman provinces was to be invited by a resident. However, The residents are beastmen, and beastmen dislike outsiders.

so instead of waiting for someone else to do it, he stepped forward and put his own hand on the ball, when he heard Mr. Hung yell, "No, wait-" and all of a sudden his surrounding changed. Sheng Chen was in another space, looking at a huge screen in front of him. He heard that same robotic voice again, "Hello traveler. Welcome to your inauguration. Currently, you are at Bestia Orbis Terrarum, or lovingly referred to by the locals as the Beast world." "As you may or may not know already, there are millions of different species in the universe. Some are very similar to your human physical structures, whereas some are very different." As the voice finished, the large screen in front of Sheng

A handsome man in a black robe and red hair stood firmly above the beast. “How dare you humiliate me! You must have a death wish!” The beast suddenly divided into two, then four, and soon, thousands of beasts were in the void. They opened their massive jaws and unleashed deafening growls. Overwhelming sound waves permeated the sky. The giant beasts instantly devoured everyone in the area, including James. The next moment, James found himself in the beast’s stomach.

"They're all dead? Haaa...!" A man who saw the black lump in his hand explode sighed helplessly. He didn't expect his men's plan to fail completely, but he wasn't too disappointed because he knew it was almost impossible to defeat them. Especially now that the four sacred beasts had likely recovered from their battle wounds, visible in the dark sky above. It made the man long for the past, but it seemed that the past he wanted was not as achievable as he had imagined.

I slam the door behind me, leaving Terris inside. Ambling downstairs, I find the beast lounging on the settee with his eyes closed, too calm for my liking, like a lion ready to strike. He always keeps a gun with him, and right now, he is stroking his face from the nose up to his forehead with it repeatedly. His disposed gigantic trunk is heaving up and down from his massive breathing. He doesn't look approachable. I don't think I should talk to him right now. I should probably wait for him to calm down a little, if that is even deemed to happen.

Grant Gonas is the man the underworld fears and the business world admires. As the CEO of GONAS, a multibillion-dollar empire built over generations, he is known for his intelligence, discipline, and ruthless decisions. But beneath the image of a respected businessman lies a terrifying secret—Grant is the head of one of the most powerful mafia families in America. Feared as The Frozen Beast, he has no room for emotions, no patience for love, and no intention of letting anyone close enough to become his weakness. A high-stakes business meeting takes Grant from Los Angeles to San Diego, where he chooses to travel without the luxury and security that usually surround him. One rainy afternoon,

When I managed to lift my head, my breath caught. His horns were emerging. They pushed slowly from near his temples, curving upward and outward, dark and ridged and unmistakably inhuman. His face remained mostly human, but his eyes had changed—darker, more animal—and his shoulders had broadened, the fabric of his shirt straining against new muscle. He was partially shifted, caught between man and beast, and the sight should have terrified me. Fenric chuckled behind me, the sound vibrating through my back where I still leaned against him. His arms tightened around my waist, holding me in place.

" The beast met the gaze with the apathy of a child who was disinterested in its toy. He knew what the man was trying to do and he attempt did not worry one who controlled the elements and whose heart was as black as pitch. He took a step back, looking towards the window. It was a strange world that met his eyes, grey and stone with so much that he had never before seen. Chariots of varying sizes moved without the aid of horses, in the air was a metal bird flying high above those of flesh and feathers. How odd. The people scuttled in countless numbers like ants, their clothing thick and elaborate. He frowned, mulling over his options. This was a world he didn't know and it was clear even fro

Everyone watched on with heated expressions and clenched fists. With what I was seeing around me, if not for this man's dominative aura and his beast mount, he'd definitely have been given a good round of pummeling. “It is true that from the very prime of your youths, you'd all been thought the orthodox way of beast taming, which is quite mild and cute.” Madman Fei rolled his eyes after saying the last word. He then snickered, and continued, “However, for a true man, we know that there are at times certain circumstances when being mild and... cute, could lead one to one's grave. Take the beast in question, anyway.”