Maximal Beast Wars Novels & Stories

The beast stays in a position watching them as they attack him with their swords. The first warlord attacked with a sword swipe aiming at his head but he deflected it with a finger and launched a bone breaking punch to his head making him drop down dead immediately. The remaining warlords attacked angrily with the pain of their brother being killed. They strike down their sword as it glow brightly with the aim of killing him. "The sword may be weird and believed to be powerful,but it is useless against an immortal that has lived for several centuries like me "the beast said as he broke the sword of a warlord.

*Damian* “Release the Kaiju!” The warden shouts. I readied myself for one hell of a fight as a gigantic gate opened. The prisoners stayed silent. At first, nothing seemed to move in the darkness or even made a sound. But I spoke too soon when one of this thing’s footsteps felt like an earthquake. Another footstep cracks the ground all around me as the monster steps out of the darkness. It had a lizard-like body with bat wings, spines out of its back, large hands, saber tooth tiger fangs, long claws on its hands and feet, and three heads! It lets out a massive roar that deafens me for a couple minutes. The prisoners cheered as the roar excited them. Please God let me live to see the rest of t

“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.

The creature said, "There were ten Superbeasts in the Primordial Age, also called the Ten Primordial Fiends. Both the Gorgers and the Celestial Ants were among the ten." "There was also a Celestial Ant that entered the ruins of the Ancient Heavenly Court. Though he is tremendously powerful, he has terrible luck. He has yet to obtain a War Order. Knowing of your appearance, he captured your friend, whom I think is called Maxine. He demands you head over to Mount Penyet in a month. Otherwise, he'll kill Maxine." Hearing this, James was stunned. Then, he calmed down and asked, "Is the Celestial Ant powerful?"

The beast looked like a product of pure rage, forged in the image and likeness of wickedness personified. Its eyes were a pool of red, fangs bared and ready. A loud growl pierces through the air as it lunges, its claws tearing at the air. Marisol could feel its power, its anger, its hatred aimed at nothing she could currently make out, but she couldn't look away.

There was a glass wall in front of her, and Adrian was operating a console. Adrian had been too excited to notice that Larissa had removed the blindfold. She peered curiously at the glass, but her eyes narrowed at the sight of it. It was Max! Max stood amongst piles of corpses. He trampled them under his feet. He looked down at them, very much like a god of war. He was covered in blood, yet he stood tall. All these years, Max had never slacked. He trained hard himself, as well as his subordinates. His goal was to be the strongest martial artist.

Maxwell Transforming into my beast form, my paws pounded against the earth, each step echoing with urgency. The ground trembled beneath me as I surged forward, my senses heightened and my instincts razor-sharp. My warriors, catching sight of my transformation, immediately understood the gravity of the situation. They knew that only something of immense importance could drive me to shift so abruptly. Without hesitation, they followed suit, their own forms morphing into powerful beasts as they fell in line behind me. Together, we moved as one, a force of nature racing against time.

Maximus bit hard and swung his head hard from left to right, tearing into Steve’s flesh. Steve tried to pry the werewolf’s jaw open but it was impossible. Maximus swung Steve far away with so much force, release him in from his sharp teeth into the air. Steve crashed hard into the wall of Arena with the back of his head making a loud impact with the bone and steel walls before he lost consciousness. Let me out you fool! The War Beast roared into Steve’s mind. “The Death Valley calls to me, not you! Steve jerked awake and found himself in the floor. The noise of the spectators filled his ears and he saw Maximus back in his human form, hands raised high, taking in the adoration of the crowds.

Jared snarled, snapping at my throat, his jaws missing by inches as I twisted free. The ground shook beneath our struggle. Every strike, every tear of claw against flesh, was a storm unleashed. Sparks flew when we crashed into the barrier, the reek of blood heavy around us. Jared staggered but didn’t fall. His eyes glowed brighter, his chest heaving. “You think you can stop me, Max?” His voice was a guttural growl even through the beast’s muzzle. I bared my fangs, lowering into a stance that promised nothing but death.

"Isn't this rain lasting a little too long?" Felix held me close, frowning slightly. Beastmen were always sharp—his instincts were sounding the alarm. I nodded. Fortunately, we had reinforced the power system earlier. Otherwise, with rain this heavy, a blackout would have been a real problem. "Honey, should we go take a look outside?" I blinked. "How?" "By flying, of course." He ruffled my hair, murmured something under his breath, and suddenly—wings unfurled across his back.