Occamy Fantastic Beasts Novels & Stories

TAYLOR POV RATED R "What did you think," Dom asks as I slip into a loose t-shirt. "It was amazing," I admit before a sound from downstairs pulls my attention. Smells and sounds from everywhere in the castle keep distracting me. On the pack run I couldn't focus on much because my senses were so overloaded. I was barely able to keep up with everyone, but not because the other lycans were faster. I would see or hear things so unbelievable I would slow down.

Deliberately forgot, but that's hardly the point. I grind my pussy against his hardness as he swipes my hair to one side. He buries his face in my exposed neck and takes a long sniff. "You smell like a real-life wet dream." Real-life wet dream? I laugh at my vivid imagination. Tens of women at work drool over Rhys Redmond, but I must be the only one filling up pages with fantasies of things that will never happen. If this doesn’t get me checked into a mental facility, nothing will.

She sits up straight in her chair, leaning in. I nod. “Well, imagine something like one of those beasts—the long snout, pointy fangs, enormous tongue that doesn’t quite fit, uncontrollable slobbering, mangy fur, and these evil-looking unholy eyes. Imagine being caught somewhere between that wolf-like creature and a human. Mangled, twisted bones set at strange angles with patches of skin and tufts of fur.” I shake my head, my stomach turning just thinking about it. No, I can’t allow her to see me. Bexley isn’t leaning away from me. She doesn’t get up and dart out the door. Instead, she reaches a hand across the table. My paw lies within her reach. I want to pull it away, but I don’t.

I place it in the oven with some garlic baguettes and set the timer. Leading her to the counter to sit while we wait, I gently lift her arm to inspect the artwork on it. I am impressed, she has a red dragon design that wraps it’s whole body fully around her arm. The level of detail in this image is exquisite and almost makes it seem as though the creature could leap off her skin and become alive. I lift the sleeve of her t-shirt to be able to see all of it and the head of the animal rests on her shoulder. “This is amazing Angel, and you say you have one on your back as well?”

Xienma, Xavier, and Cassie stood in the center of this enchanted realm, their hearts pounding with a mix of excitement and trepidation. Xienma's eyes widened as she took in the sight of the creatures around them. Unicorns grazed peacefully on lush, vibrant grass, their manes shimmering with iridescent hues. Phoenixes soared through the sky, their feathers leaving trails of fire and light. Xienma felt a surge of awe and wonder, her connection to the ancient magic within her growing stronger with each passing moment.

The Anomaly that it belonged to looked like a cross between a black chicken and a lizard, its feathers glinting in the light as if they were scales, squawking angrily as its prize (my head) evaded it for the second time in as many minutes. “Stop screaming. It’s annoying,” Jester Lee muttered in my ear. He sat behind me, on the back of his Summoned Beast pegasus named Fye (who is an absolute beauty, by the way). He shot a spell at the Anomaly that burned a hole through its heart and it dropped out of the sky. I thought I heard a very faint sound when it hit the ground below, but we were too high up for me to be sure. I didn’t dare look down, either.

The gross disfiguration has us all distracted for a second and it’s a fatal mistake. Braxton lets out a howl and we react too late. Another one of these grotesque beasts launches an attack. This one is shaped like an owl but with fangs of a snake that are driven right into Braxton’s neck. Cody jumps on the beast, which I now recognize as familiars, I never thought I’d live to the day of seeing one. The beast thrashes his head back and slams his beak into Cody’s chest. I grab it by its exposed neck and squeeze, then it’s wing span opens triple that of its size, spanning at least two feet on moth sides and brings his wings back together. I duck once more, knowing if I didn’t my skull would be

Another time, they had difficulties tracking a rank 4 Furred worm that was nearing a low-danger area, endangering that environment. Lucinda suggested creating a bait with a pack of ant-type magical beasts which was the favorite meal of that creature. Pointless to say that the bait worked perfectly and the Furred worm couldn't resist the temptation of that meal, exposing itself to the hunters that ably vanquished it. The quantity of information that he had learned in the magical beasts' course of the academy was incredible and he also was really interested in that topic. Lucinda didn't know why she liked studying so much about magical beasts.

By all means, you should join us Lead the way, Olivia reluctantly chose to follow Frank to his studio down the street as a crow with strange ancient writing cover ring its body flew above them watching their every move. The crow soon rested on a tree branch and from around its body conjured held versus face composed of dark energy The enchantress Omega, Hurst said. Soon we shall see which one of us is the superior familiar