Novel & Cerita This Beast-tamer Is A Little Strange

the driver asked. “In the Light Bar,” Aisha responded. She thinks she might go to the bar and need a drink to forget what happened a while ago. “I will fucking kill that girl with your husband, Aisha! I will fucking kill her! How are they making you cry, and that asshole! How dare he hurts you?!” Kai—her wolf, was understandably more aggressive than usual. Aisha held onto her chest; she could still hear the loud beating of her heart; Kai was about to go and take over her body, “Calm down, Kai. I settled that already; keep quiet,”

She didn't feel humiliated, because she knew this would happen. To Aztec, Beatrice would always come first, and frankly, Sandra wasn't going to try and come between them. She didn't want to be in her fantasies of a prince charming because as long as she was human and the wolves despised her, there was just no way she would ever get comfortable and claim she was one of them.

They are called tamers. We also have the beast type but this kind of person are very rare to find and they have the ability to transform into animals, monsters and demons. Not only that, they also have an edge over others because they have an insane amount of life energy and they most times either have a power ability type, elemental ability type or taming ability type and some of them have the ability to shape shift, and to transform into the animal or being of their choice and the least powerful can take its form but might have a slight unnoticeable difference. They are called demons, monsters and beasts depending on how strong they were. But the problem here is that Natsu doesn't have any

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!”

"Berserker needs to eat." Knowing I should just leave it alone, I asked the question. "Berserker?" Asher gave me a toothy smile. "My bear: Berserker. Your tiger is Junior. Taryk's panther is Smoke. Atlas' wolf is Mr. Hyde. Ransom is Tonto. And Saint is Ten." He made a face at the last man. "You took all my fun by already having a name for your inner beast." "Thank Gaia for that," Saint said.

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 cussed and hit a tree to release some steam. He was still very much pissed so he proceeded to pour everything on the unfortunate farm animals. He shot at any animal that did so much as breathe around him. As the greatest magician in the kingdom, he was way above mere animals, he could take down a bear with one spell so there was no match for him.

“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.”

They will do anything to get to keep their mates for themselves. But I won't leave my family for any man. The brown one completely shifts his behavior now. He starts gently licking my wound, poking me with his nose, but I'm not having this shit. I growl, my lips baring sharp canines, ordering him to step the hell away from me. He seems not to care at all ant pokes me with his nose again. Like hell I am coming with you, stupid mutt. Seeing my stubbornness, he steps back and shifts to his human form. He is tall, really tall, with ivory hair and icy, wild eyes. A viking, my first thought was. ''Shift'' he orders me with a strange accent. No emotion in his voice.

I wondered if he had broken my leg, so I wouldn't try to ever escape again. "You should rest," his voice said again. "What are you?" I finally found my voice. "I am the beast you were sent to tame," he said. He walked out of the room, shutting the door before I could say another word. I was more confused than I was earlier. One thing he said was certain: he was no human. How could he change eye color so quickly unless he was a beast? But his last words were a little confusing; no one sent me here; he actually bought me and is holding me hostage in this shithole.