My Beast Novels & Stories

To know the origin of the beasts, I have to touch it. All beasts are creepy looking and they are all hybrid consists of two genes except the one who had the diamond. Why did the diamond choose this beast? Well, there’s only one reason the beast is a powerful hybrid. I can sense its strong aura. The beasts roared and growled loudly and started attacking us. Azrael growled and attacked the weak ones I told him earlier. I know the beast’s capability just by looking at them. I ran towards the beast, not tearing my gaze away from its burning eyes. The beast didn’t move like it was waiting for me to get nearer. I killed every beast that blocked my way.

Daddy, I have two animals already, the wonder is a shark in the sea and I have a bold bird in the spiritual realm do I still need the enchanted beast? Yes, my son, I have already said you need it. The enchanted beast will lead you to travel across the world you want to rule. So you need it. Daddy can you tell me a bit about this beast. What type of animal is it? Your enchanted beast is a celestial white horse. Daddy where can I find it? Do I have to buy it or fight with it to arrest it? My son the fact is, in your case, it is the celestial word that has to release your enchanted beast and as of now, it has not been released yet. Once it is released you would be informed through your spiritua

Since my beast got out of hand, I stayed away from women. This was why even with mum’s drugging, the only mistake my beast did was turning those girls. Not sleeping with any of them… “You won’t know of stuff like this…” he said, pouring some hot tea for himself, and sipping some of it. Master Zu was so going to deal with him, when he showed up… “I have a mate.” He spilled out some contents in reaction at my words.

“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.

He nipped my earlobe, and I gasped, "Lucas!" "You're mine now and forever . . . say it," he spoke in a rough raspy voice, and it was at that moment, I realized he had partially shifted into something that could only be described as beast man. His body was covered with fur and his face had morphed into that of a wolfman. "Yes!" I cried out. "Fuck. Yes! God! All yours! Do it!" "Come for me, Isobelle, come with me," he commanded. Lucas jerked his hips, and from my peripheral vision, I saw him rear his head back. He let out a loud howl that was part-human, part-wolf, and raw sex.

AZALEA'S POV Beast wasn’t burning. He wasn’t the lease bit affected by the fire, and that’s when we connected the dots. One of his powers is that he’s impervious to dragon fire. Listening to the crowds, I learnt that the dragon fire was Krostafar’s biggest asset, and without it, he was significantly weaker. I watched with pride as Beast held his own, inflicting even more damage on the already scarred dragon. The cries of agony from Krostafar fed a dark part of me; a part that I realized was connected to Clayton and Beast.

“Cold?” “Freezing,” I muttered, even though his sweaty jersey was ten times worse. He ruffled my hair—messy, playful, the way only a big brother would… but to outsiders? Yeah, it probably looked weird. Especially since we didn’t look even remotely related. Not the same hair. Not the same face. Not the same build. Nothing. “Don’t look at Xavier,” Henry said suddenly, voice dropping to a warning whisper. “He’s a monster.” I blinked. “Who?”

Plus, my doctor said my hormones were out of balance, and I needed a way to relieve the stress. However, I already had a wolfhound at home. Salem Tarr would definitely have taken issue with it. Sensing my hesitation, the vendor kicked the beastkin. "Get up and show the lady your muscles." The beastkin rose to his feet slowly. Chains bound his body, and he could only remove his black T-shirt with one hand, instantly revealing his lean, pale muscles. However, his skin was covered in bruises and scars.

After that, I'm not sure what to do. "The Beast Oracle is only a legend...Not a real being...right," she whispers, and I growl as the disrespectful term leaves her beautiful lips. Hurt and betrayal whip through my mind. My mate is just like all of them. We fight and die so they can live in peace and safety, but we are called beasts.

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.