Tailed Beast Novelas e Histórias

The armoured Inhumane below stood his ground while the remaining of the locals all jeeringly moved back once more, their minds and bodies were drained out by blood and fear while gaping into the two perking down-turned bronze eyes having a blackened slit iris which tore through the darkness then a deep-toned voice echoed as everything shook just as the long slender scaly tail retracted into the cave. “The Beast beings, monopolized by the cunny Inhumanes still surprises me, how far have you fallen?” as a captivating scaled figure with no hair but two curved long bronze horns on his forehead, no clothes worn expect his squinted down-turned bronze eyes, nostrils that flared, mouth filled with m

He could pick a scent that he knew did not belong to any member of his pack and he followed it. He watched his prey who was oblivious of his presence. His prey was just a middle sized wolf but it would serve as a meal for his beast. He lunged at the prey and tore the prey apart, drinking its blood.

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

It was just a small, small distance away… just a little bit and I can finally get out! But then… “Wait.” He… He pulled my tail. “K-kyaaaa---!” What was that?! I felt like my soul was being pulled away from my body! I immediately flailed and was able to get away from his grip. The moment I felt the cold floor on my feet, I immediately dropped down and squeezed myself on the corner. I still feel weird… my tail feels weird!

Her sweet scent whispered in the night air, faint but distinct, teasing my senses and pulling me in her direction like an invisible thread. My heart raced. She was on the other side of the park. Was she in her wolf form? Some omegas never shifted, but I’d heard of a few who did. The urge to change into my wolf and track her pumped through my veins. But a wolf roaming through the city wouldn’t go over well. I didn’t care, but I didn’t want the locals trigger-happy and putting down innocent animals.

He also has acces to the eight demon beasts, the first a lion, then we have, a bear, tiger, serpent, dragon, shark, Rhino, and Eagle. This demon beasts are super powerful and he has torn down kingdoms using them. This are all to his use he also has knowledge and know how to practice a wild range of Tadara's. From illusion Tadara's to healing and loads more. He might have a lot more under his sleeves that I am unaware off but this are the few that I have seen him use. I then started using this information I have to draw out a plan on how I would counter attack each of these moves in the fight this evening.

He seemed eager for a drama to unfold. She also couldn't help frowning at how terrible of an imitation the other four-tailed blackie was. His tails were each half a meter and just seemed to be there for decoration or wagging. Yes, the eyes blazed more than a Lycan's- a chilling scarlet and that build, and fur that sends shudders down one's spine. But the distinction was as clear as day and night. Even a kid like her could tell who among them was a fake.

But before I could move, the corrupted forest behind Kael's army began to shake. Trees toppled. The ground cracked and from the darkness emerged something that made every shadow creature we'd fought look like a child's toy. It stood as tall as the castle walls, its form constantly shifting—sometimes wolf-like, sometimes vaguely humanoid, sometimes just a mass of writhing darkness. Eyes—hundreds of them—opened across its surface, all burning with purple fire. The Beast. And it was looking directly at me. Kael's laughter echoed across the suddenly silent battlefield.

"What's so surprising? There are all kinds of artifacts in the world, and each of them has its unique uses. "Oh, look, there's a rare beast up ahead, the Six-Tailed White Dragon Tiger. Its fur can be used for clothing, its tendons and bones for crafting artifacts, and it can even be used to brew potent medicinal elixir with exceptional effects! Adrian, give it a try!" Adrian looked ahead and found a white tiger with six tails lying in the abyss. He wondered how a tiger could survive in such a place but did not dwell on it. With his Scarlet Dracoblade in hand, Adrian swiftly launched an attack on the tiger.

The shadows of the beasts twisted and flickered under the glow, giving the space an unsettling tension. "Look at that." Landon stopped and pointed to a carving on the left wall. Aria looked over and saw a beast that resembled a fox, but with nine tails. Each tail was marked with colorful patterns. A single horn rose from its forehead, and its eyes were gentle yet alert. Landon remarked, "It's similar to a nine-tailed fox, but different." Aria nodded. "Nine-tailed foxes have pure, unmarked tails and no horns. This one looks strange."