Taming Beast Novels & Stories

Breathing in fast paces, still staring at me, yet, like I was a foreign entity. “Bastard.” He suddenly seethed, in a doubled voice. “What? Who are you talking about?” I cried out, pouting my lips in hurt at his sudden state. “Teta…” He trailed his father’s name out fiercely, hands in defense like he was protecting himself from something. When he transformed, his beast stood up, pouncing on the floor in a heavy thud. As he did, broken shambles followed, destroying the entire piece and everything that it entailed.

"Isn't this rain lasting a little too long?" Felix held me close, frowning slightly. Beastmen were always sharp—his instincts were sounding the alarm. I nodded. Fortunately, we had reinforced the power system earlier. Otherwise, with rain this heavy, a blackout would have been a real problem. "Honey, should we go take a look outside?" I blinked. "How?" "By flying, of course." He ruffled my hair, murmured something under his breath, and suddenly—wings unfurled across his back.

Cora whispers and Dom goes stiff as he watches Taylor arches off the ground. The silence is finally pierced as Taylor's lips rip open to release an ear piercing scream. In the blink of an eye Taylor's body seems to explode. Her creamy skin becomes dark brown fur. Her human features disappear and in their place are a long snout with razor sharp teeth. Taylor's scream turns into a howl briefly before her new body shags back against the grass due to exhaustion. Taylor's bright blue eyes find Dom's face for a second before her eyelids drift closed. Panic surges through his body and Dom goes to grab his mate, but his sister catches his hands.

Not only was Sparrow a tiger shifter, but the scars and markings across his entire body only heightened the visual terror of him. Smirking, Beast followed Sparrow's lead and shifted into his true beast. He knew this would be uncomfortable for many of the elite warriors. After all, the Slaughtered Lambs pack was already an anomaly. It was filled with a wide assortment of species without prejudice, and now that they were witnessing Arlo and a true Beast, it would strike fear in many of them.

He thought for a moment before his face suddenly became delighted and he added, "Why don't you form a contract with Snowy? I mean you guys have the same magic attribute. Snowy is very fond of you. And it's rare for a mage to contract a beast who's also willing to form a contract with a human." Frost didn't immediately reply. If she was right. A mage can only contract a beast if both have the same magic attribute. Often than not, if a mage wants to form a contract with a beast they would need a beast tamer for it. The beast tamer is mostly an ordinary human who cultivates their mental abilities. The beast tamer would then tame the beast using their mental abilities. But it's hard to tame a be

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.]

Bast shrugged. “Be nice to that woman.” Tev called into the chamber as he strode by heading for the stairs. Why in the Hell would I do that? “Are you taking off?” Bast leaned up to call down to him. “Yes. I have to go work with my hounds.” “The Demon Dogs?” Bast muttered disgustedly. “They are no longer Demons. I have tamed them to my hand.” Tev called up from the bottom floor. “A dog is a dog. No less demonic, no matter how tame.” Bast called.

“But I know you’re not the monster they make you out to be.” I turned to face him, my chest tightening. “How do you know that?” He stepped closer, his gaze locking onto mine. “Because I’ve seen monsters. Real ones. And you’re not one of them.” For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. The intensity in his eyes was overwhelming, but it wasn’t frightening. It was grounding. I nodded, unable to find the words to respond. “Come on,” he said after a moment, his tone lighter. “Let’s see if you’re any good on a horse.”

Their words weren’t enough to rile him. “You truly are a Control Type. You know when to submit” Beastly Tiger blocked the swipe of a Mythic Class Magical Beast and rammed into it with amazing force. The beast was flung backwards by the power of his body ram, but was otherwise unharmed. “That’s enough!”

If only he could control himself and command them, maybe he could overthrow Carmun, defeat her once and for all. Tamsin felt trapped within himself, a prisoner in an icy tomb, unable to move, unable to stop himself, all he could do was look out through his eyes as he rushed through the forest, impossibly fast, far stronger than he was when he was merely a man. He had River’s scent and like the curse, it further took his control. The Beast was wild, crashing through the forest, howling in rage. She was -his-. And he would have her.