Primal Beast Novels & Stories

Alex said, “Moreover, the blood inside your body won’t be drained. On the contrary, you actually profited.” “What bestiality?” The princess was infuriated as she bared her fangs. “Who are you calling a beast? I am royalty with a noble bloodline in the Witch Beast Kingdom. How dare you describe me as a beast? You are the beast. A wild beast. A dumb wild beast.” Alex, the Witch Beast princess, and the White Flayer were all locked in a cage. The White Flayer dared not speak and regarded itself invisible. It looked at the princess with its small eyes for a while before looking at Alex, saying it could not understand their profound conversation.

The length of her forearms were marked by slices of skin ripped by the nails of slaves, possibly mothers, who fought and failed to save their children during auction separations. Patches of fur still remained half-meshed in her skin from an incomplete shift. Her tailbone which had splintered through the skin of her lower back now lay discarded in the corner alongside the mortician’s saw. The sight was nothing new to him. While she lay dying in the throes of absolute agony, her wolf had tried and failed to take form. Perhaps it was instinctual– to comfort one’s other half in their final breath. Perhaps she had cried out to the animal in a terrible bout of insanity, or maybe… just maybe, the w

It gives him a few seconds before the hounds decide attacking is their best move. They might have gained some newfound intelligence, but Beast is smart and has had years of practice. Our eyes carry bloodlust, our bodies made for killing. Beast's claws rake a wide path across one throat and chest. It's not a killing blow, but the hound lists to the side and the other jumps around him. It's almost like he's protecting the hurt creature. Beast lets out a growl that rumbles clear to our feet and charges head-on. We clash and the hound goes to the ground with Beast on top. We grab his neck within our crushing jaws and crunch bone. The other hound lands on top of us, his snapping jaws taking a bit

"thats where my pack has all our shifting parties when the moon reaches its apex the moon reflexs perfectly off the water. my pack calls it the moon pool because of this....i think its a great idea" "what is a shifting party?" beth asks confused. i look over my laptop at him curious my self but he kind of explained it earlier but im curious if he will go on more about it. "well a shifting partty is where when the moon reaches its apex on a wolfs 16th birthday they shift and so to make them more relaxed we have either close family and friends or a huge group of people present during the shift what we do is when the new wolf starts to shift every wolf that is present starts to shift but slower

Closing his eyes to focus on the blur in his mind, Fafnir spoke, ‘That claw you can see as it renders the man’s flesh does look to belong to a crux beast. ‘Crux beast?’ ‘I believe Rowina called it a dimension beast, their true name is a crux beast, primal, mindless beasts that kill on command and if left without a master to direct it, will just kill everything it sees,’ Fafnir said. ‘Strange there hasn’t been a massacre then, it’s not like this place isn’t surrounded by targets for it,’ Rex asked. ‘I believe the wards in place must be affecting it and once it gains some semblance of control, it lashes out,’ Fafnir surmised.

He said as he began to read the system message. [Welcome Claude Grey, I am your System. You have been successfully Reborn. Due to your impressive speed, animalistic/wild tendencies and understanding of the canine species you have been given the class of...Beast Tamer, along with the Skills, "(Bestial Assistance.)" and "(Beast Trait.)". You've also been given a +5 in the Speed and Willpower stat. Further information on class and Skills can be accessed at a later time if you wish it. Congratulations on your Rebirth, Claude. Remember, you are in control of the beasts...don't let them control you.]

She didn't finish the sentences when beasts sorrounded us. I could feel students and some teachers trembling with fear. Alex and other two boys immediately attacked the beasts. They are many in number and l dont think they will win against them. Venus take the humans some where. Alex shouted as Venus wanted to join the fight. 5he word human sounds strange everytime they speak it but this wasn't the time to contemplate on that. Venus tried to do what Alex said but some of the animal beasts came infront of us and began attacking. You wouldn't want to attack an alpha daughter! Venus suddenly said to them. As if they are understanding what she said. Was Venus going crazy! Why is she nearing the

As we walked to perform what we had recently rehearsed, I felt my heart pound rapidly. Suddenly, the premonition of what happened, flashed violently into my head. The killings of 300 people in total. I knew it was indeed survival of the fittest. I looked around, with my chin held up high in pride. Good thing we weren’t given any rules in this round of dance for the beast. Cause I had plans of my own. I needed a change. “I have to attract the beast at all costs,” -------

The faint vibration humming beneath my skin. The kings' aura. Corbin led me through one of the massive archways and up a series of stone steps. The higher we climbed, the stronger the sensation became. And when I finally reached the top and looked down into the arena, my breath caught. Fenric, Rhydan, and Brammon were in the center of the coliseum. Fighting each other. All three had partially shifted into their beast forms. Fenric moved with terrifying speed, dark claws flashing whenever he struck. Rhydan's tail lashed through the air like a whip, each blow carrying enough force to crack stone. And Brammon stood like a mountain amidst the chaos, every footstep making the ground tremble.

"Let's go. Never seen that kind of performance before." … When I arrived at the center, I realized my life had been dull until this moment. The center, like its name suggested, was filled with all kinds of beastfolk. Adorable rabbits, seductive foxes, imposing wolf-dogs, outgoing and cheerful puppies, and more. This was heaven. The beastfolk were performing on the stage with all they had, showing off their charm as best as they could. The performer with the highest votes would be crowned Best Beastfolk Star, and they'd be awarded with a handsome amount of prize money.