Taming Beast Novels & Stories

Three seconds of his mate touching him and he was ready to fight the world for her sake. What the fuck was wrong with him?! Confused, he shook his head and then lowered himself. Tanja stared at him, and he pushed her a little, willing her to climb up on his back. He wouldn't leave her here. "Oh, you want me to climb you? Sorry, I've never ridden on a wyvern before, and it's... It's a bit frightening. You're so large." Jack found it strangely endearing that Tanja was climbing up on him and barely confident enough to pull at his scales. She treated him like glass even though he was the size of a house.

He had assumed she was lying, maybe trying to avoid him after what he did to her in the afternoon. He liked the way her body responds to his touch, he purposely asked her to prepare that flower so he can torture her with the thought that he has a lover. He wants to see the jealous side of her, and he succeeded. He would make her desperate for him! Make her yearn for him! Make her want him! Make her submissive to him. He would tame her and make her his completely. For some reasons he didn't want to see Jamie again, not after their almost sex escapade the last time he invited her over to his house.

His behavior made it hard to tell if he was human or beast. Dark beasts had innate talents, especially those with noble bloodlines, which allowed them to grow stronger over time. For example, a saber-toothed demonic tiger started as a level-one dark beast but could grow into a level-nine dark beast just by eating and sleeping, an ability humans could only envy. Humans lacked inherited memory, so even if dark immortals obtained dark beast limbs, they couldn’t gain the beast's legacy and remained inferior to real dark beasts.

I swallowed the heavy pressure the beast pushed against my chest, and answered, “Have you shown me all of you, Little One?” Piper blinked. “There isn’t much to me, Zander.” I chuckled. “I don’t think that’s true, but I’ll go first. I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.” She laughed, her voice echoed around us. “I don’t turn into a beast, and you’ve seen me without makeup, maybe I’ll tell you my deepest darkest secret one day.” “Deal,” I said. The beast shoved against me, pushing against my bones and frame, sending me to all fours. It only took seconds now, my body had become accustomed to the shift and welcomed it.

She’d return to him, whether she wanted to or not. He sped out of the parking lot, needing to clear his head. Rest first—that was the plan. His mind was racing with ways to win her back. “Tame” wasn’t in his vocabulary, but maybe now was the time to learn it. Only Sadboy had spoken to him with any sense earlier. And he was right—he just had to win her over again. He could feel it in the way she looked at him. There was still something there, even if she couldn’t admit it.

I did everything to be a good friend, only to be treated as my so-called best friend’s scapegoat. When her husband found cigarette ash in their house, she claimed I was the one smoking. When she snuck off for a private rendezvous with her lover, she told him she was celebrating my birthday. And when she got pregnant, she pinned the blame on me again, declaring I was consumed with jealousy—that I had spiked her drink and hired someone to violate her. Enraged, her husband marched to my doorstep wielding a blade and hacked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the exact day she had asked me to cover for her affair.

His beast is strong. I wait for his beast to attack, but he stands there in front of Lisa growl at me, protecting Its sister. I move quickly attacking BJ knocking him away from Lisa, sending him rolling across the ground. Until he's one with his beast, his beast will use all instinct to fight, not training. We circle each other on all fours growling. As soon as his beast raises up on his hind legs to make himself appear bigger, I leap through the air spearing him to the ground. I start to rip into him taking away chunks of flesh while letting my dominance hit him.

This was an year old picture of him standing topless for the playboy magazine. "Now what the hell is wrong with her?" Troy frowned and then walked out of the office instantly, wiping away the sweat from his forehead. The only person Troy was afraid of was his grandmother, Mrs. Herarld Dawson, his only living family. Troy was closest to her grandmother ever since he was born and perhaps that is why she was the only person who could control the untammed tiger.

Andre laughs and imagine her face turning red. "Naughty girl" he mutters. Phoebe stares with her mouth wide open... She can't believe her boss is this man laughing and being all sweet on the phone. She wonders where the beast in him has gone. "Let's go, Phoebe!" He said. "Let's go? Where, sir?" "To check the runway stage... can't trust those programmers to do a good job" "Sir, we have other important things to do" Andre shuts her off with a glare.

She walked straight to where a bowl of clean water was kept and began stirring at it with her right hand. A beast head came out of the bowl. Bigger than the bowl itself. "Possess a girl call Rae Fey, I need you to put fear into her, make her lose her courage." Tamara commanded the beast. Without saying a word, the beast sink back into the bowl to do as it's mistress has commanded. Tamara smiled wickedly. Now she has to visit the palace and report Rae to the king just in case her beast fail. She has this sudden doubting feelings that it will fail.