Man In A Beasts World Novels & Stories

“All my life, I have never been touched by a man. I’ve remained clean and chaste” – Ava Goodchild *Back to reality* I widened my eyes at the realization of why exactly I was here. I couldn’t make sense of any of this. But what did make a twinge of sense, was who this man was. The beast, of whom I was selected to. “W-Where is T-tabitha?” I stuttered, asking. No response came from him.

“No, it’s not a coincidence, the gymnasium is named after my family. Now that we’ve introduced ourselves, I trust that I’ll not have any more interruptions when I use the punching bag.” Evan Alston watched the threesome from his position against the wall. He had been as enraptured as everyone else at the strength and skill displayed by the tiny woman. It had been astonishing to see the woman defeat men three times her size. He became even more intrigued when he overheard someone whisper her identity. The Beast.

I didn't want to scare our breeder for the sake of Hunter who had strong feelings for her. "I would like to see you try and take her away from me beast. You should be feeling lucky that you still have your neck intact!" He spat. I had no time to talk back and forth. I was a Tasmanian devil and what we did best was attack our prey. I wasted no time in shifting without holding back and growled loudly in warning. "Hera run." The man screamed then charged at me. The humans never learnt their lessons in years and the old fool proved it.

“I’m your ticket to safety, Samuel. When we meet the Beast, he will ask for an exchange. I told you already; he wants me to stay.” Papa stopped. “In that case, nobody will leave. We will stay here with you.” “Please do what I say. I will be okay. The Beast is not going to harm me or touch a hair of my body.” The Tree of life and knowledge shone like day around it. Underneath the Tree was a man almost wearing nothing reclined comfortably at the Tree. He was like all angels perfect in the image, but the telltale sign he was different was his eyes, glowing red and yellow like the depth of it was hell itself.

I kicked backwards really hard at the man who was holding me, causing him to lose his grip on me and let out a whimper of pain. I rolled over to the other side of the tree and gripped my knife tightly. The Beasts were shocked yet surprised to see this. They didn't know what to do; whether to run to save their lives from the creature at front which was slithering slowly towards us, or to catch me. The creature was quite weak as it was far too slow. Okay. That was good. I turned and looked at The Beasts and my eyes met the man who was holding me. He looked like he was a Korean. He was even more handsome than the members of the Kpop bands like BTS and EXO. Don't get me wrong.

“It’s a pleasure to see not just two great Humanes but four of them; one of each is enough to fully annihilate a thousands ordinary beast beings. All at once. I’m honored.“ Hailed a bald dark skinned male with the letter ‘H’ tattooed on his lower chin looking more like a traditional lower Ichin tattoo. Dressed in a long, flowing white robe with long sleeves decorated with golden embroidery around his neck-line down to his chest and both the tips of his sleeves while holding a cap closer to his chest area. ‘A thousand beast’ is the way beings outside the Beast kingdom do gauge each and everyone’s potential or know how strong they are in respect to Beasts elevated population. And to my idea, i

No, this was about losing something that he thought he owned. Drake growled, and Samantha turned her head sharply in his direction. "All right, My Beast, don't start breathing fire. Cool heads need to prevail here." "Your Beast, huh?" Drake smirked. "Yeah. You're name is Drake. That's a dragon, you sounded like your were about to roar, you were definitely growling, I think if you get mad enough, you might just breathe fire. So, My Beast." Vulcan watched this by-play with a great deal of humor. The woman shouldn't know his friend that well. But, it seemed that she did, indeed know him, and know him well.

He is here! Just as I suspected, my beast growled low and then with a snarl, lunged forward and surprised everyone when it successfully burst through the doors. The doors splintered and shattered under the force of my beast's powerful lunge, revealing the scene inside. There's a chorus of gasp around. "What the hell is that?" " What is this beast?" " It's not human but not werewolf either!" A man stood in the middle of space, his back turned but I knew who it was right away and I knew my beast knew it was Sirus.

Tears from my eyes. The man hovered above me, his silhouette blocking out the light coming from the window, his chest rising evenly. He had no shame and remorse. He didn’t look at me like he’d done something wrong, because to him, he hadn’t. In his world, he’d claimed me, owning me, he spent a fortune on me.He was a beast in a man’s body.

I muttered, “but this is an all boys academy. No one would be looking for a lady here. Even if they want the money, they wouldn't focus on ever getting it because it's widely out of reach.” “You can't see what you're not looking for.” I said, and Zion considerably calmed down. “That's wise, but not always applicable.” Zion argued, and I just shrugged. “I need to be slapped back to my senses.” “Boy, don't tempt me with a good time.” “I've got more important news.” I said, and he sat on the bed. There was some space between us. “I'm listening.” He said. “So, there are just three ways a normal human can be made into a beast.” I said, and he nodded, showing that he was following.