No Beast So Fierce Novels & Stories

Obviously, the wound isn't healing anymore. “ Are you scared?” Bliss smirks as she stands before them with her huge body. “ Let's fight. Let's see how much strength you have gathered to fight against me. Two versus one. Let's see who wins!” Hearing her words, muscles feather in Noah's jaw. His hand forms a fist with pure rage rushing through every vein of his body. He stands up, looking deadly into her eyes, “ I will be the one who will taste that forbidden blood of yours, You Beastie!”

As though feeling the tension of being prey and me the predator, his gaze darted between the mouth of the alley and me, biting his lip until it was bright red. “I can fuck you up.” I loved fucking with terrified people. The wolf inside me paced in anticipation. I took a step toward him and he paled, shaking so badly the gun wobbled in his hand. “Stop it!” His voice rose to a scream. “I’ll kill you. I will!” “Try it.” I took another step closer. “See what happens.” His eyes widened like he thought I was crazy, and he wasn’t far off. When you’ve hunted for the mafia, killed people they didn’t want to bloody their hands with, and taken out whole families, nothing sane remained.

The beast lunged, but Bruce dodged with a speed that left even Malrik watching with intrigue. With a roar, Bruce leaped onto the beast’s back, his claws tearing through its tough hide. The creature bucked and thrashed, but Bruce’s grip was ironclad. He drove his claws into its spine, channeling every ounce of his strength into the attack. With one final, ear-piercing roar, the beast collapsed, its body dissolving into black smoke that dissipated into the air.

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.

I was shocked when Aaron and Nashita were nowhere to be found but only their beasts which charged at us and we ourselves didn't pace down as well. Crashing against them as claws landed on snorts and necks as we collided with the crazed beast seeking dominance and fighting like our life depended on it, Shots of pain rises to my spine when I felt a slash on my thighs and I growled in fury, snapping the neck of the Beast responsible before returning the remnants of my anger on the other beasts slashing off the heads of as many as I came in contact with. The ground soiled with the blood of some of our warriors and the green blood of the beasts. We were almost at par and it was disturbing me.

They were the legendary Suan Nis. The Fierce Beast on the west side had snow-white fur, two faint golden dragon horns on its forehead, an eagle beak, and a pair of black-coloured wings. It was the Suan Nis of Fierce Beasts. As for the two ferocious beasts in the north and south, one had the body of a tiger with fur like a dog. Its fur was very long and its face resembled a human. Its legs resembled a tiger and its mouth had the fangs of a wild boar. Its tail was eight feet long.

He roars, releasing me on his own free will, his rage reverberating through my ears, almost deafening me. I stand a cautious distance from him, but nothing feels safe at all. I am terrified even for my own life now. I must be dealing with an animal, because no human being can be this cruel. No one! "You wanted the fucking truth, so there. I gave it to you as per your plea. What now, huh?" Ajay fumes again, starting towards me. I frost on the spot. Not moving. Not trembling. Not blinking. My gaze is steep and rigorous on his approaching threatening figure. My mouth is a jungle of words. My mind is so blank.

Now I'm standing in front of my best friend about to engage in a fight. The twelve midnight hits and my fight with Jaxon begins. Inside the tent, my bones crack and my beast takes over. Jaxon is already fully transformed and waiting outside. He growls at my sight. I sneer back. He makes the first move using his claws to target my neck which I swiftly dodge. Unlike me, Nathan abhors physical training. I very much know I will end up hurting him if I let my beast fight with our full strength. But he doesn't know it's me he's facing yet.

he replied. ‘Such an idiot.’ ‘A brave one at that.’ The beast waited and Kane surprised it, by jumping on its back. I watched in dismay as it roared, doing everything possible to get him off. Its roar sounded like what a lion and elephant would make if played together. Kane held its head, trying to detach it in some way but it looked difficult from where I was. Eventually, the beast succeeded in getting him off itself. Kane landed right on his back and the beast climbed on his chest.

“You know the law. The pack provides. The Beast provides. Running only makes the gods angry.” I thrashed wildly, kicking at his shins, elbowing backward into his ribs. lol“Let me go! I don’t want this! I won’t be paraded like some prize sow for your monster!” The second guard laughed, low and rough. “Feisty little thing. The Beast likes spirit, they say. Might make him choose you all the quicker. Imagine it—those powerful haunches driving between your thighs every night…”