Tiger Man Novels & Stories

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.

"But if certain special circumstances align, tigers really can evolve into man-eating beasts—what we call tiger spirits!" Even Tiana frowned. "Tiger spirit? You're talking about a tiger turning into a magical beast? Stop spouting nonsense if you don't know what you're talking about." Magnus shot her a smug look, clearly unfazed. "There's nothing I don't know, and that black tiger back there? Yeah, it was a tiger spirit. Otherwise, it could've never grown that big. Right, Mr. Lloyd? I'm not wrong, am I?"

The man felt that his attitude was arrogant, and he shot him on the thigh. Tony flinched but did not move from his position, blood trickled down his leg going to his foot. He was in pain, but he was not about to show that to the coward standing before him. “Do you have anything else to say?” the man with the scar asked but Tony said nothing just looking at him. “Very well then, where is your boss? That dog might as well die with you.” The man spat.

Then he turned his attention to Ian. She heard her own screams as if they came from outside of her, from a long way away. By the time Trevor turned to her, drenched in the blood of the two men she loved most, he’d shifted to a half-tiger form and wore a smile. His eyes gleamed with satisfaction and lust. “Cage her. Keep her for me,” he ordered the four tigers who held her.

Did he not listen to me? ----- In a dark pub in the darkest part of Jericho – the town east to Peyton and belongs to the Tigers gang, one despondent man was drowning his sorrows in alcohol. "What's with you? Crying for dead b*tch..." the sniggers of the man entering with a pipe in his hand made the man spit on the floor. "Viper! What do you want?" "That's a beautiful beast..." he saw the majestic tiger lying on the floor. "Does he eat steak?

Relief washed through me as I sighed through my mouth. “They kept us separated,” Cardan said quietly. “Apparently, we’re the ‘honored guests’ for this damn banquet.” I frowned. “Honored guests or prisoners?” His expression darkened. “Maybe both.” The drums changed rhythm and a hush rippled through the crowd as two massive golden doors swung open at the far end of the hall. Every beastman dropped to one knee. The Tiger King entered. He was massive! Easily seven feet tall, shoulders broad as a wall, his skin striped faintly with black tattoos. His eyes were molten gold, and when he smiled, I saw the glint of fangs.

And Kon doesn’t want to understand. “Where are you going, cutie?” One of the men, who came out of the second door, staggered close to Kon. The black tiger as the man was known as is the head of a Loan Shark company. At the young age of twenty, he was able to kill his father and take over the company. The black tiger is a young man in his late twenties. He’s always dressed in black attire, and he always wears black boots. No one else has ever seen him wear any shoes aside from the black boots. And that caused a rumour that’s going around the town.

“You don’t. You are the most even-tempered male I know, and you keep your sense of humor. You only show this side to our enemies when you need to remind them we are not to be messed with. Do you want to fight?” Surprise flickered through Justice. “What?” Tiger dropped his arms, gripped the arms of the chair and leaned forward. “Fight. Do you need to get out some aggression? It feels good and you haven’t done it in a while.” He rose to his feet. “Let’s go.” Justice hesitated. “Now,” Tiger growled. “Take off the mask and remember who you really are.” He stood slowly and stepped around his desk. Tiger yanked open the door and

A group in team uniforms was entering, led by a tall, burly man. Natalie did not recognize them at first. It was only when the man reached out to block them and greeted them maliciously that she recalled who he was. Tiger. “Life seems comfortable lately.” Tiger smiled, his eyes dark and unfriendly. Almost instinctively, Henry stepped in front of Natalie, blocking the man’s gaze. “What do you want?” Tiger clicked his tongue softly, cruelty evident in his expression. “Nothing. I just want to invite your sister to dinner.”

Still remembering the circus he made in front of his apartment with the two security guards, I tense up, gritting my teeth. "Relax!""He asks me, laughing at my worried look. This is Chad Reed's first beta... My wolf will tolerate his presence, as well as that of the members of my prime pack. My trusted wolves, if you prefer...I watch this dark-skinned man approach, while despite his words, Ryley holds me firmly against him so as to put myself between the newcomer and me. Chad Reed must be in his late thirties, sporting a similar build and height to the alpha. Compared to them, I feel very small, but that doesn't stop me from straightening up to face them.My eyes drifting from his suit pants