Weakest Beast Novels & Stories

I circled wide, growling low, every hair on my body bristling as Caelan and Ven tore into the rogues with deadly precision. Ven was pure destruction, all muscle and snarl and brutal strength. He grabbed one by the collar and smashed him into the ground with a crack that sent birds fleeing from the trees. Caelan didn’t roar—he didn’t need to. He was silent, lethal. His wolf form was massive, a dark blur of silver and coal, fangs flashing as he locked jaws with the rogue who’d tried to pin me. Their bodies hit the ground hard, Caelan on top, claws ripping down the rogue’s side in a blur of motion too fast to follow.

It's quite impossible to kill them. "Nearly?" Kane raised an eyebrow in question. Seren gave a nod. "The only weakness they have is in their hearts. But it's a death sentence to come close enough. "Excellent," I whispered. "As if we already had too much to handle." As the Night Beasts charged, their roars trembling the earth, we braced ourselves. I concentrated my energies and blasted them with light, but it did nothing more than slow them down. "They're too strong, Kane!" I yelled.

“You’re too weak.” Henry gripped his stick. Hard. I clenched my clipboard, wishing for once I could disappear more than I already did. The game only got worse. Xavier scored again. And again. And again. By the time the referee blew the final whistle, the scoreboard might as well have flashed: XAVIER BLAKE OWNS THIS RINK. I watched Henry throw his helmet into the bench. He hated losing. But losing to someone who was his exact opposite—sharp where Henry was warm, unpredictable where Henry was disciplined—must’ve burned like hell.

My chest tightened painfully. “How many?” “Too many.” Aisha crossed her arms. “The creature tore through the outer districts.” “Several patrols were wiped out.” “And civilians?” Zira’s silence answered that question. My stomach twisted. “The Beast is getting bolder,” Krager said quietly. “It’s not just hunting anymore.” “It’s targeting the pack.” Zira nodded. “Yes.” My mind raced through the possibilities. Selene is weakening the defences. The Beast is attacking repeatedly. The storms. The earthquakes.

If between that time there are no signs that indicate them at any level, they can be sure he is a deformed werewolf, like me. Usually, for werewolves like that, in the end they will be put into the Omega level, which is considered the lowest and weakest level. A disabled werewolf would be included in the low class Omega level, meaning that even among those considered the lowest and weakest, there was far below that. They are nothing. I couldn't show my inner wolf at that time, coupled with my background of being born from a mother who happened to be an ordinary human, my weaknesses became even more prominent.

One of the wolves steps up to me, growling for me to stop. A massive mansion appears nearby. It’s three stories high, dark, and painted-chipped with vines growing on it from years of no maintenance. Glass-stain windows display beautiful angel designs. It’s like the dark castle from Beauty and the Beast, and I’m Belle. Am I supposed to fall for the Beast? Can I change him from his ruthless ways? I laugh in my head at the thought. Yeah right.

"Wait.If the beast could escape the forbidden chambers so easily, shouldn't they find a more secure confinement for it?" Madam Livia snorted as she gently cleaned and applied ointment to Em’s wounds. "The forbidden chambers is the most secure confinement you will find in Urai. It is well fortified, with impenetrable metal gates and chains." "But that beast—" "That beast, my dear, is one of the strongest Urekai beings to have ever existed. One of the oldest. The grand king himself. That beast has fought and conquered numerous kingdoms and forces throughout the world. One of the few males in existence who could resist the pull of the eclipse moon,"

“I know that. We know that. But to them? It looks like weakness.” I stood abruptly, the chair scraping against the floor. “Weakness?” Jaxon nodded. “You know how this works, Damien. Alphas rule by dominance. And you—**the most powerful of them all—**had your mate attacked. And the one responsible is still out there.” I gritted my teeth. “They think I let this happen?” Ethan shook his head. “No. But they think someone tested you and got away with it.” I inhaled slowly. Steady. Controlled. But beneath it, my wolf snarled.

It’s always a touchy subject for him because she knows he’s loyal and faithful to his wife. The Beavers have this stupid motto; Family always comes first. “Honey, you know I love you.” His voice softens. Of course, he does. “Then I will only rest when I watch him suffer the same way he did to me! I will take him down. I will destroy him, his money to the last company he built. I will end everyone he loves, and finally, that woman he’s obsessed with!” She breathes hard, her face flushing. “I will rest when that woman is dead!”

"We were wrong! Please spare her! She surely knows her mistake now too! Her spiritual power is weak. The fall will kill her!" The three beastmen watched her collapse and kneel with leisurely satisfaction. Victoria's screams gradually faded away, but I knew they were not done with her.