Monster Taming Novels & Stories

This was an year old picture of him standing topless for the playboy magazine. "Now what the hell is wrong with her?" Troy frowned and then walked out of the office instantly, wiping away the sweat from his forehead. The only person Troy was afraid of was his grandmother, Mrs. Herarld Dawson, his only living family. Troy was closest to her grandmother ever since he was born and perhaps that is why she was the only person who could control the untammed tiger.

On the wagon behind me was Hikaru who was busy making sure the cage that contained Cynthia didn't fall off and 4 death-tired fake sheep were asleep next to him. " Come on! Towcs! Put some muscle into it! It's still your shift time." Amber shook the fishing pole, forcing Towcs to wake back up. Towcs groans as he wiggles his little bum at me tauntingly, magically I found the energy in my exhausted aching cheetah body to chase after it, trying to swipe him down with my paws and attack him. I dash at full speed trying to catch him. " I can't anymore! I'm out of mana! I don't have enough to use the spell " taunting" anymore. "

he says with a shocked look on his face. He releases me and storms over to the bush. Taking my sopping dress, he marches back and pulls it over my head. I squirm from the cold material. Tahr backs away and shifts to his dragon form. His sheath no longer covers his cock and I'm amazed at how beautiful he is. His tail nearly knocks me over when he whips it around so I can climb up to his back. We ride back to the castle and because he can't see me, I allow my smile to grow. Tahr is silent and performs none of the acrobatics he did earlier. The place between my legs throbs. It belongs to him and the sooner he claims it, the better.

As soon as her ears picked the sound of bones cracking, and her eyes beheld the painful and scary transformation of her life saver into a beast, she drew her legs upwards towards herself, wrapping her hands around her knees and making sure that she was far away from him. It was unbelievable and almost like a scary nightmare for Tamara as she tried her best to hide her emotions, especially her fears towards the man now turn monster. The handsome man she admired since her eyes laid on him had suddenly changed into a beast. She couldn't let out a scream. Why would she want to bring attention to herself? Letting out a scream might make him believe she hated him and if there was one thing she rea

After Adrian passed a quiet stretch of road, a monster appeared and charged at him. "Hmph! You've finally shown yourself!" Adrian stared at the monster and stopped in his tracks. With the Frost Crystal Divine Sword in hand, he approached the forest step by step. In the front forest's shadows was a huge pinnacle level six Spectral Gaze Saber-Toothed Tiger. This saber-toothed tiger could provide a strengthening effect for one's power through its inner core. Before entering the ancient forest, Adrian had already thought about which types of monsters to capture, and the Saber-Toothed Tiger was just the right monster for him.

Severin was surprised by the sudden appearance of the unexpected spiritual monster and asked, "Isn't that a spiritual monster? Are you from Eastplain or Greatflare?" The silver dragon undoubtedly served as Ulva's spiritual companion, yet there were few in Midland—or even Southsky, for that matter—who were able to train spiritual monsters. Not a lot of sects engaged spiritual pets in battle, as the process of taming any creatures deemed suitable for that purpose would require much care and discipline. A small misstep might cause the pet to turn against its owner. As a result, such a technique was mostly confined to Eastplain.

Without hesitation, I planted my boot against his chest, pinning him down as he wheezed beneath me. “I warned you,” I growled through clenched teeth. “You’re on my land. You’ll speak to my bonded with respect. Now blink twice if you understand me.” He glared up at me with bloodthirsty defiance, his fangs protruding even more, daring me to push further. I knew that if I let him, he’d sink those fangs into my leg without hesitation, but that would be the last mistake he ever made. After a long, tense moment, Darian finally blinked twice.

I tried bargaining; well, don't blame me; I was desperate to have my mate. "I don't know how all this works, but do you have to perform any ritual or probably cast a spell to make me yours?" she innocently asked. Honestly, she was kind of cute with the questions. "Lol, please, Amb, we are werewolves, not sorcerers," I said, laughing hard. "Are they real too?" she asked. "Amb! Focus" "Fine" "No ritual is required, but I will have to mark you." "Mark me?"

"Good. Now, eat. You look fragile, and I prefer my prizes to be strong enough to hold their weight." As I walked toward the dining hall, I realized the "Monster" wasn't just paying for Leo's life. He was rebuilding mine into something he could control. I was Chapter 10 of a story I didn't want to be in, and the ending felt further away than ever.

But this… Shea having that beast like his… He shook his head. “One thing’s for sure. If you want her to be tamed, you must be with her and train her like what you did to yourself. I might say, it was slowly making me a bit fine now.” Levi gave him hope and assurance. Now, it just made him think that he must do everything just to help Shea. And he would – whatever it cost him. Whatever it takes, he will not let her beast overtake her.