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Beauty And The Beast Beast Transformation

The Enchanting Beast Tamer

{“Congratulations. Integration has begun. You have been successfully registered to the Sentient Interface for Survival, Tactics, Evolution, and Mana—S.I.S.T.E.M.”} { “Beginning synchronization. Warning: this may sting.”} Pain wasn’t the right word. Evisceration, maybe. Every nerve in her body caught fire. Her bones shrieked. Even her hair hurt... "Thank fuck that’s over," she whispered {“My apologies. At most, you should have experienced a minor headache. Your soul seems to contain… a great deal of trauma”} She laughed—sharp and broken. "Ya, no shit. Oh and, no offense, but your pain scale’s a bit off." A pause. Then, the voice continued—same tone, but just a hint more human. {“Noted. Adjusting pain calibration bias by 12%. Thank you for your feedback.”} --------------------------------------------------- When the world fractured, mana flooded reality—and everything changed. Cities fell. Machines exploded. Technology died. Sam didn't ask to wake up in the wreckage of a world reborn. She didn’t ask to inherit a stranger’s body, an experimental AI system, or a perk called Double Double that doubles everything... except the danger. Armed with strange knowledge from two lives, a sarcastic built-in assistant, and a pair of kittens with more bite than fluff, Sam begins her Integration into a world where magic and nanotech don’t just coexist—they compete. No class. No gear. No clue. But when the System speaks, Sam listens. Mostly. If the monsters don’t eat her, the adventurers might. But first—dinner, naming the cats, and figuring out how to enchant a frying pan ---------------------------------------------------
Erin_Lister · 1.4K Views

My Wild Beast

Nova scrambled backwards, panting hard, her short locks clinging to her damp forehead as she watched this predator stalk towards her. The vibrant and lively forest hushed, almost holding its breath to watch the scene unfold. Great, she had an audience for what would surely be a gruesome death. Death looked... a little... rugged and in nothing but a loin cloth, defined by slabs of muscle, a trail of hair leading down to such a small piece of cloth to hide a large- A spine-chilling growl snapped her gaze back up to meet his golden-red eyes, fiery, and intense, glaring at Nova as he slammed his hands either side of her head. Pieces of bark crumbled down from the impact. "I told you not to run..." He threatened, his eyes piercing hers, his voice more guttural than she'd heard from any male. His eyes clenched shut as his body trembled. "My instinct is to always stalk, always chase... until I get what I want.." Their faces were inches apart. She could feel his hot breath fanning her face. The forest was humid and hot, and his body was so close to hers that it was almost unbearable. The gruff voice, those words and the intensity of those eyes that reminded her of sunsets caused goosebumps to flourish across her arms. "What do you want?" Nova swallowed, not recognising her voice. She was so out of her depth. His chest rumbled, and more bark crumbled down from behind her head. "You..." Her breath hitched. "To. Do. As. You're. Told." - Paradise was what Nova Winslow was promised when her boyfriend whisked her away to Isla De Tayun, the perfect getaway for their busy lives. It was untouched, pristine, a hidden gem. But it had remained that way for a reason. The island doesn’t want visitors. And neither do the natives. What should have been a romantic retreat, drinking from coconuts and lounging on white-sandy beaches together, turns into a holiday from hell. Mid-argument with her soon-to-be ex, Nova stumbles into a lake. When she resurfaces, her boyfriend, the path she came from, and the resort have vanished. Alone, stranded, and with little survival skills, Nova has only a wet phone with no signal, a pair of heels, and an irrational fear of bats—which are everywhere. She is out of her depth when she falls into a mystical world of beasts. Hunted by tribesmen, stalked by beasts that shouldn't exist, and hearing animals speak, she has no choice but to trust the wild beast the forest itself fears—Yoa, a wanted man. Together, they flee the tribes pursuing them all while battling her growing attraction to Yoa. Can she survive the wild and make it back to her civilised life? Or will she lose herself to the untamed world—and to the man who belongs to it? #Beast #Ssssteamy #Adventure #Mythical #R18 -- THERE WILL BE MATURE CONTENT!! -- If you are enjoying the story, please vote with a power stone, leave comments and review! -- Cover Image: In the middle of getting one commissioned. My Instagram: @kelly_starrz My new discord server: https://discord.gg/MHMdRRqUYa
Kelly_Starrz · 197.5K Views

The Spoilt Beauty And Her Beasts

Isabella was supposed to be sipping champagne at a luxury spa, not waking up in the middle of a forest. Worse, a SYSTEM had attached itself to her like some clingy ex, spouting nonsense about survival, quests, and—oh, hell no—manual labor. "System, I was NOT built for the wilderness! My ideal ‘roughing it’ experience involves a five-star hotel with bad WiFi!" Now, instead of lounging in silk robes, she’s being ordered to farm? To hunt? "A farming quest? You want me—a city girl—to grow food? System, I once killed a cactus by overwatering it. This is NOT my calling!" And don’t even get her started on the hygiene situation. "You want me to bathe in a cold river? Darling, I require warm water, scented oils, and an ambience! What do I look like—some barbarian?!" Unfortunately, the locals—big, muscular beastmen—don’t seem to understand the concept of self-care. The women? Neglecting their skin like it’s a crime to be radiant. The men? Walking hygiene disasters. "Ladies, if your man can smell you before he sees you, we have a problem." "You see this? This is lotion. It exists so you don’t look like a dried-up leaf. Use it." "A beard should be majestic, not tragic. Let me fix it." And the beastmen? They don’t just stare at her like she’s an oddity. No, they hover. They smirk. They lean in too close, fangs flashing with amusement. "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" she huffed, crossing her arms. The panther grinned, his tail flicking. "Because you’re fascinating when you’re annoyed." No, absolutely not. She was not here for this nonsense. "If you have time to stare, you have time to moisturize." She didn’t ask to be here. She didn’t ask to be their savior. But if she has to suffer through this world, she’s making everyone around her suffer less—through skincare, style, and some serious attitude. "If I hear one more ‘We don’t season our food here,’ I’m launching a war." "If you have time to gossip, you have time to do squats." "You want to impress a woman? Start with not smelling like the battlefield." Survival isn’t just about fighting monsters; it’s about looking good while doing it. So what if the System keeps throwing impossible quests her way? "What do you mean ‘you can’t skip quests’?! Since when?! Where is the skip button?! I demand a skip button!" But somewhere between dodging ridiculous quests and fixing these people’s tragic grooming habits, Isabella found herself in situations. Uncomfortable, heart-racing situations. Like being trapped against a tree by the red python, his red eyes half-lidded as he murmured, "You talk too much, little star. Should I silence you?" Like waking up with the lion lord’s fur-lined cloak draped over her shoulders, his deep voice gruff, "You shiver in your sleep. I’ll fix that." Like the phoenix watching her every move, his burning gaze searing into her skin as he mused, "You cause chaos wherever you go, but I find that I don’t mind." Oh, hell. No. She was not about to fall for four beastmen. She was too pretty for this much stress. "If you insult me again, I’ll make sure your soul needs a beauty upgrade." "I refuse to be disrespected by anyone who dresses like an unwashed tree branch." And yet, when a rival tribe came to challenge her, when danger lurked too close, those same beastmen stood beside her—smirking, taunting, fighting for her. "A beastman growled at me today. I growled back. He ran. I am the alpha now." Isabella isn’t just surviving. She’s thriving. And this world better keep up.
Glimmer_Giggle · 194.4K Views

Inner Beast(Remastered)

In a small province form Mountain Province called Bangaan. Something is happening, something that is not right. Benjo was weak and pale, full of anger while his opponent Clyde is making fun of him. Benjo was about to deliver a heavy blow at Clyde when suddenly, his arm emmit yellow fiery blazing aura, startling the audience including Clyde and him. A head of a lion formed on his fist, roaring. It made contact with Clyde's face. It made a loud bang sound like a gunshot, echoing throughout the battalion ground. Clyde was knocked out. Benjo was also shocked to what just happened but he fall to the ground because of his tiredness. The people have never seen like it. They called it a day and went home, still wandering about the shocking phenomenon. Mateo went to sleep. But in a random time in the night, he started to feel uncomfortable pain all around his body. He raised his arm, lizard scales around his arm, his pinky and pointy fingers have claws like a lizard. He taught it was just a dream, he fought the pain and tried to sleep it in. He doesn't know whoever was in that fight, also experienced it the same as his. The next day, all of them are experiencing headache, lower resistance making them easily get sick, and body pain. The next day, they got better as if it was nothing happened yesterday and went to attend school. Another fight is about to happen in the afternoon. Our main character Mateo, who was filled with curiosity because of what happened during the fight between Benjo and Clyde attend to watch the fight.
TheLegend · 8.2K Views

Beautician and the Beasts

Shelly is a 36 year old house wife who falls down the stairs of her townhouse and into a beast world. She is saved by a leopard named Parker and brought back to the leopard tribe. Parker is first entranced by her beauty, but he looses interest because she tells him she is infertile when he talks about making cubs. Parker brings Shelly to Dr. Harvey to see if he can cure her infertility. Harvey is interested in her because she knows about his “medicine” and she teaches him new cooking and health techniques. They go to the City of Beasts to avoid Curtis and meet Winston. When he is humiliated by the fox, Shelly openly expresses her interest and accepts him. She meets David the bear beastmen who looks like her husband when he offers her some honey bbq. The Ape King becomes suspicious of her when she reveals a prophecy about the City of Beasts destruction. Shelly introduces spa treatments to females and becomes very successful! I knew I shouldn’t carry things downstairs, but I was trying to clean quickly because we had company coming later that day. I was rushing while wearing my fuzzy socks and slipped on the carpeted stairs. I had fallen before, but not from this high up. I was dreading the bumpy landing with our TV and speakers at the bottom to break my fall, not to mention the glass coffee table. I was expecting to be heavily injured and just prayed I didn’t die. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the fall, but was surprised to land on dew covered grass instead. I opened my eyes and took in the plush forest around me. ‘I knew that fall would kill me one of these days!’ I thought to myself. I remember arguing with David, my husband about playing the speakers and TV at the base of the stairs for that exact reason, but our small living room didn’t have much space to put it after the giant L shaped couch took up half of the living room. Shocked, I was thinking, ‘ So this is not what I expected Heaven to look like!, Where are the clouds and pearly gates? Where are the angels? Maybe I just hit my head and am unconscious and this is all a dream?’ Looking around at the tallest trees I had ever seen, I decided this had to be a dream. I was brought back to focus when I heard wolves nearby! I got up and started to run away looking for a tree I might climb up. I was always good in gymnastics despite being overweight. My husband and I had recently started going on morning walks and exercising, but I hated running. Nothing is more motivating than a pack of hungry wolves chasing you. “This is not the way I wanted to die!” I yelled to no one in particular. I found a tree with a low enough branch for me to parkour my way up. The wolves circled the tree and were jumping almost high enough to get me. I tried to climb higher, but heard the branch start to creak. “Ahh, someone help me!!!” I screamed at the top of my lungs when one of the wolves almost got my foot. * This is a fan fiction based off of 'Beauty and the Beasts' by White-Headed Dream. I love the beast world novels and decided to write my own from my own life. I hope you like it, this is my first time writing for the competition. If you like it, please vote. And if you don’t like it, please find another book you like. No negative comments please, only positive ones. Thank you! Warning: Contains violence and some mature content.
Pretty_Blue_Shell · 83.9K Views
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