Scamander Fantastic Beasts Novels & Stories

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.

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.]

I tried not to react as I felt the creature's eyes on me. "What about her eyes? I can't glamour them. Eyes are like windows to one's soul. I can't tamper with that." Xavier said. His brows were furrowed as he regarded me. I looked back at Hemsworth. "I can use contacts." I said to him. He nodded and turned to Agent Cash. "I want you to acquire a fake passport, fake driving license, fake birth certificate and everything that she would need in the human world." He listed, as Agent Cash listened avidly.

I opened my mouth to tell her to be careful, but she left her body before I could utter a single sound. "Xander, get Junior to follow her," Scarlet said as they made their way over. Xander nodded. "Get me a chair. I'll head after her now." "What's happening?" Arasne asked. Since arriving in Faery, I haven't heard her so timid. "Something's happened to Ransom. Kiema went after him on the spirit plane. Xander is sending his elemental tiger after her as a guard and early warning system." Arasne gasped. Snapping her fingers in the air, two Wardens appeared at her side almost instantaneously. She whispered to them.

"Oh, and there is Jasmine! The gold digging night bartender. Give me a discount next time!" Andrew stopped talking, and he turned sharply to the boy who had spoken. He was one of the basktball players, a famous bad boy in school named Ian. He started to move, just as Jasmine held him in place, shaking her head. "Don't." He said nothing and started to settle back in when Ian yelled again. "What are you gonna do, pretty boy? Tell me how she tasted down there?" Andrew stood, slightly hitting his desk out of the way.

If this is what Aisha wants, then she will never succeed. Duke stood up on his chair and walked near the window glass of the office where he could see everything, those large company buildings, restaurants, cafes, pedestrians where people are busy walking through, etc. He was busy looking everywhere when his phone rang he immediately took it out of his pocket, his best friend, Cain, was calling him. “What do you want, Fuentabilla?” Duke rudely said as he answered the call. “So sweet of you, dude; you should be proud I called you.” He heard him laugh over the phone.

But as I reach the stone archway of the lobby, the wind brings a scent I never wanted to smell again. "Well, look what the owls dragged in," Scott Hale mocks, stepping out from the shadows. "Lydia's new lapdog is eating well. Moving up the pack ranks, aren't you? Even hunting inside the grand capital lodge now." Liam Raeken is skulking right behind him. His skull is wrapped tight in bloody hides, and his yellow eyes glare at me with murderous intent. "Malia, this is the feral beast who broke my bones!" Liam whines to my ex-mate. "You have to tear his throat out for our family!"

He was running toward the woman in the red coat who was screaming his name in the acid rain. I sat on the throne, my torso splitting open, my marrow boiling. I watched through the security feed as the Unlearned in the loading bay began to stir. They heard the 'Mother' calling. They heard the distress of the Queen. The feral scavengers began to howl, a discordant, terrifying sound of confusion and hunger. They weren't kneeling anymore. They were looking at the dome with yellowed, silver-burned eyes, their instincts telling them that the sanctuary was a lie.

The air vibrated with the sounds of screams and frightened footsteps. “What is going on?” I questioned, my voice all sharp edges. “I—is this really where he is?” Fernando offered me his hand, his expression unreadable. "Trust me." Despite my reservations, I took his hand. He kicked open the car door and pulled me out, the smoke stinging my eyes and burning my throat. "Cover your nose," he instructed, his voice rough. "It seems Scorpion is responsible for this. The smoke is toxic, so try not to breathe it in."

"Oh, but I can. And I will." With a quick movement, I pressed the gemstone against Scarlett's forehead. She screamed in agony as the gemstone's glow intensified, its energy surging through her. The atmosphere around us crackled with electricity, and the ground began to shake. I raised my hands, and chaos erupted in the room. The walls trembled, the lights flickered, and the floor split open with a thunderous roar. A gaping chasm of swirling, fiery darkness opened before us, revealing a path to the underworld. I grinned, my eyes alight with exhilaration.