White Bewilderbeast Novels & Stories

As soon as the waitress went to the manager in the kitchen, I hiked Natalia up under my arm and used my werewolf power to blur out of there. The only thing the patrons would’ve seen was something faster than their eyes could track. They said a magician’s hands were quicker than the eyes, but a werewolf in human form was twice as fast. Outside, the sounds of the Manhattan streets assaulted my ears and I was glad for the darkness. It was easier to blur with her in my arms and avoid any traffic or other cameras. Still, I made it look like she was drunk and hanging onto me in case anyone saw us. I pulled her closer as she tried to struggle against my hold. Her fresh scent of espresso with too mu

“You’re being weird!” “What weird?” he tilted his head and grinned. “You’re the one who kept teasing me. And now that I want to take up that challenge, you back away like a scared little pup.” “I-I’m not scared!” “Your body shivers,” he whispers, “your heart races, your mind is clouded. You could feel it.” Zeke sure is different right now. Like he was someone else. He had a manic look in his eyes as if he wanted to devour me whole. And I—I felt weird too.

Followed by a horrific scream from somewhere in the distance. We all stopped, frozen in place. A low, threatening, terrifying growl reverberated in the darkness. We turned towards the sound just as a massive, white beast emerged I couldn’t make out the beast’s true form, only its color. It was stark white, so white, it almost seemed to glow in the darkness. It was humongous, much larger than any of Liam’s wolves. I squinted. Had it come from the forest, this strange beast? A wild animal drawn to the bonfire lights? Had it attacked others already?

A few people are sad, suddenly, a ancient beast sound, the sound is like a dragon roar, deafening, the whole cloudy mountain trembled violently, followed by a white mango rushed out of the body of the Gollum Beast, the white mango in the air more and more put more and more, and finally as if connecting the sky and the earth in general, a raging surging power of the Immortal Spirit, the moment shrouded the whole cloudy mountain, and even the people of the White Mist City have felt it. Subsequently, only to see that the white awn slowly shrink, and finally turned into a three feet tall spirit beast, but see that the spirit beast body is like jade carving the general, flooded with a layer of wh

and I am bitten again, these dogs just can't run slower apparently. I push myself for another mile, but the night's events are catching up to me, the dark starts blurring my vision and the world begins to fade. I shake my head, not wanting to pass out in the middle of nowhere, but my body finally gives up. Just before I black out, I feel myself shifting back to a human form and then everything goes dark. *****

Myles and Wilhelmina were busy for over an hour before there was no more beast in the vicinity to kill and no more monster cores to pick up. They both downed some potions to recover their energy and heal from the minor slashes they'd gotten from some pesky beasts' sneak attacks. Walking forward in the cave-like place for about half an hour, they soon encountered what had brought them here. The beast was a two-headed white fox with 3 glowing red eyes on each head. Both heads also had a tri-coloured horn protruding from their forehead. Upon sighting them, the beast, which was originally crouched down and languidly eating the remains of a freshly killed prey, got to its feet and barked in rage,

It was the very same Enchanted Forest where Dan found Mane. By now, Mane had studied the books he had received from Dan over and over again. He was knowledgeable in the information about Magical Beasts. The Rage Bull was a Middle Class Magical Beast that commanded herd of Low Class Magical Beasts called Dark Bulls. Dark Bulls were strong and fast, and had devilishly powerful horns that could split iron into two. They were called Dark Bulls because of the black color of their skin.

His massive, corded thighs were wrapped in soft hide. Yellow eyes locked onto mine, gleaming with unsettling intelligence. Does this beast know me? A low growl rolled from his chest, revealing long, merciless fangs. His paws flexed, long claws glinting in the moonlight. I swallowed hard. Our beasts did not frighten me. But something about this one made me cautious. It was too large and intimidating. Too still. Too focused. And the warning growls vibrating in his chest only heightened my unease. “Hello…?” I ventured softly. “I am Baevera. And you are…?”

And I looked at Tyler with a little fear on my face, but Beau was looking at me with intrigue and confusion. “Alright. Well, I’ve been trying to figure out where to start. I guess, I should start by telling you that I am a white wolf.” I announced. “Is she serious?” Beau asked Tyler. Tyler merely nodded his head. It wasn’t anything new to him. He’s known for ages.

They were vicious against enemies, the shapeless assassins and spies that could penetrate the defences of any threat whilst also providing aid to those that they obey. A faint shuddering in the shadows hinted at the appearance of the wolves. They moved cautiously, looking to avoid the last of the dappled light that fell between the pine trees. Slowly their forms took shape like watery images of beasts, their bodies floating and swirling like smoke and mist. Behind the witch, the warriors shifted uneasily, still not used to seeing these curious creatures. “Look, Signe! Do you see them?” Estrid cooed to her daughter, pointing to the first of the shadowy figures that stepped out from the roilin