Beast Claws Bloodborne

This is the world of Spirit Beasts where humans can forge contracts with Spirit Beasts or command them in battle, or harness the power of Spirit Beasts to fight. Relying on the power of Divine Beasts, various kingdoms were established across the continents. One day, a mysterious youth appeared in this world. Spirit Beast Alliance: A new divine beast? Quick! Dispatch someone to forge a contract with it! Divine Beast Hall: Great divine beast, would you like to join the Divine Beast Hall? Here, you'll find many companions. Feng Yuan, rubbing the head of the divine beast, chuckled at the astonished crowd. "Sorry, it has already forged a contract with me." He added silently in his mind, 'Back when it wasn't even a divine beast yet.' --------------------------------- Feng Yuan smirked, "Heh, no matter what kind of pet it is, as long as I want, it can evolve into a divine beast." This is a tale of pets, a story of a formidable individual capable of nurturing divine beasts at will.

An unnamed scout, sacrificed on the battlefield of the Southern Border, is miraculously reborn in an alternate universe. Unexpectedly, he becomes a shaman of the Orc Kingdom, even more, a rare Dragon Shaman that appears once in a millennium. What's more, he is cursed with the Blood Sacrifice of the vilest magic pet! What lies behind this curse? A charming beauty of the Fox Tribe, a Mermaid Princess from the Abyss Kingdom, a mysterious Clam Girl from the East, a Swan Warrior maiden, who is the very embodiment of an angel, all these arrive at his side one by one. Mysterious Panda Warriors from the Eastern Panta Clan, powerful Elephant Warriors of the Orephin Clan, the invincible Whale Knights of the Banilou Tribe, from the deep sea, to the formidable warriors of Summer Palace will follow our protagonist on the stage of a grand war, carving their own path to glory. Witness how our protagonist confronts his new identity, challenges the formidable human magic and invincible legions with the heroic Orc war-song. Witness how our protagonist take on the identity of the Double Dragon Shaman to defeat the Dragon Knights, leading the Bimon warriors, whose brilliance is gradually fading, and penning a saga of zero mortality amidst the battle with foreign invaders!

The hum of the coffee shop was like any other a blend of clinking cups, hushed conversations, and the soft swish of the barista’s apron as they moved behind the counter. Adrian strode in, his sharp gaze barely flicking toward the order board as he walked past the line of people. His mind was preoccupied, his phone held firmly in one hand, eyes scanning through an email from his company’s legal team. He was too distracted by his thoughts to notice the petite figure standing in his path until it was too late. A gasp broke through the air, followed by the unmistakable sound of liquid splashing. Adrian's body jerked, the scalding hot coffee sloshing onto his dark gray suit just as his phone flew out of his hand. “Shit!” came the voice, soft but hurried, as the person in question scrambled to steady their own coffee cup and avoid more damage. Adrian barely had time to react as a small figure stepped back, eyes wide with panic. "I.I’m so sorry!" The voice trembled, and Adrian finally looked up to meet the wide, apologetic eyes of the person who had crashed into him. His gaze softened as he saw the clear panic on the other person’s face. The person in front of him was a young man slender, with messy dark hair and a few stray strands falling into his face. His eyes, a warm shade of brown, flicked nervously from the coffee splattered on Adrian’s suit to Adrian’s face. His lips parted in a silent apology as he clutched the coffee cup, looking for something to say, but the words seemed to fail him. Adrian’s frown deepened, his suit already ruined, but the surprise of the moment faded quickly. He tilted his head slightly, giving the man a once-over. "Are you alright?" Adrian asked, voice calm yet with an edge of amusement, despite the ruined suit. He reached for the napkins on the counter to dab at the coffee stains. The guy blinked rapidly, as if processing Adrian’s question. “Yeah, I... I mean, yeah, but oh god, your suit! I’m so sorry, I wasn’t paying attention!” His hands fluttered in the air awkwardly as he stepped forward, his movements frantic. Adrian couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle, shaking his head. “It’s fine, really. I’ve had worse.” His voice held a quiet authority, but something in his expression softened. He took a breath and added, “Not the first time something like this has happened.” The young man Kai, as Adrian now saw on his name tag bit his lip and exhaled a shaky breath. "I'm so embarrassed. I swear, I’m usually more careful." He finally seemed to calm down a little, though his nervousness lingered. Adrian couldn’t resist. “Seems like you’re a little distracted. What’s going on in that head of yours?” Kai blinked again, almost flustered. "Huh? Oh. Just... life, you know?" He laughed awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. “Work stuff... which is apparently bad luck today.” He pointed toward the stain on Adrian’s suit, his fingers twitching nervously. Adrian’s eyebrow arched. “Work stuff, huh? What do you do?” Kai hesitated for a moment. “Uh... marketing. At... uh, a company. Not nearly as cool as... whatever it is you do.” Adrian chuckled again, shaking his head. “I’ll say this, though: I’m not in the marketing game. I’m actually... not great with people, so let’s just say you got me at a good moment. A coffee spill’s the least of my problems today.” His voice was smooth, almost teasing as he finally took in Kai’s nervousness. Kai looked embarrassed but a little relieved. “Well, if it helps, I’ll pay for a new suit?” “Too much of a hassle,” Adrian replied. “But you do owe me a drink. How about we get one sometime this weekend?” Kai blinked, clearly caught off guard. “Wait, you mean... after spilling coffee all over you?” Adrian smiled, a sly glint in his eyes. “Well, if you’re willing to make it up to me, why not?” Kai’s hesitation was palpable, but there was a playful curiosity there now, his shoulders relaxing as he gave a half-hearted laugh. “I’ll be honest, I wasn't expecting that...

*WSA Entry* They called it purification. Eleven gods. Eleven laws. Eleven continents under divine order. Kai Silvareth was born in the heart of Floravell, land of life and harmony. The son of the Blooming Temple’s High Priestess. A devout believer. He prayed. He obeyed. And when his people were slaughtered in the name of “holy judgment,” he waited for salvation. No god came. Left buried in the rubble of his mother’s corpse and the ashes of a fallen temple, something inside him snapped. And the world… heard it. From the roots beneath the earth, an ancient will awoke. The 12th god. The Beast God—betrayed, erased, and buried by the divine. In Kai, he found a mirror of his rage. Not chosen. Not blessed. Not holy. Reborn. Now Kai doesn’t kneel. He devours. Let the gods tremble. Let them remember what it means to be hunted once more. --- "He lost everything to divine judgment. Now he is divine wrath." "You burned his home. You buried the truth. Now the beast you feared has opened his eyes." ***** This isn't your usual novel where the MC plays the good guy. You can view the MC the way you want to. you might think he is to evil, you might think all he does is for the greater good, at the end of the day it all depends on you. there are some action MC might take that might warrant a lot of questions but at the end of the day it is all for his own benefit. enjoy the read...

Somewhere deep in the forest of Westward, a shadow lingers. Some say it’s only a myth. A creature made of shadows. A beast… or a demon. Born without a heart. A shadow that manipulates humans. On one cold and lonely night, two creatures appeared. Nemorak and Malvier. They made a bet—a human game. One must make a girl fall in love. The other must kill five people… without getting caught. The prize? The whole town. A girl named Lillian the daughter of a former mayor, who died on a ship, along with his wife. Caught in a game between those two creatures, her kindness twisted the rules. Her kindness made Malvier, also known as Robert, grow a heart… and fall in love. Until the game… was no longer played out of hunger but out of love.

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Long ago, in the ancient kingdom of Valtoria, it was tradition—no, destiny—for every male child to be born with a magical beast bound within him. These beasts, wild and powerful, were not just companions but extensions of the soul, granting their hosts incredible strength, foresight, and the ability to command elements of nature. With this gift, Valtoria rose in power, conquering any kingdom that dared to pose a threat. But greed knows no bounds. In the dark shadows of ambition, Valgar—the tyrant king of a rival realm—sought to claim the magic of Valtoria for himself. Through forbidden arts and unspeakable sacrifices, he devised a way to sever the sacred bond between man and beast, stealing the creatures and binding them all to his own soul. For a time, he was unstoppable. Kingdoms fell before him. Even the sky seemed to tremble at his name. But such power was never meant to be wielded by one man. Consumed by the very magic he had stolen, Valgar perished—his body torn apart by the fury of the beasts he had enslaved. With his death, the sacred cycle of beast-giving was broken. The bond between man and beast faded into legend, and with each passing generation, the truth dissolved into myth. Until one day... it returned

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

I wrote this book for my kids to read once they’re able to read that fast. This is a book about Il Ji, who takes care of his sweet sister. Given a great opportunity to mimic beasts and steal their skills, he moves his sister into a position of power, places himself in authority, and with a heart of gold, never backs down. Disclaimers: MC does NOT have a “Copy Cat,” the pets are much more original. Chapters are currently set at 700 Words. Tags: PG, Kingdom Building, Beast Taming, Single Love Interest, Shapeshifting, and more.

Mike Thawnfield was basking at a beach when a sudden burst of magic sent him falling into the chaotic world of Loonè. Radiance! Colors! And Magical Beasts! Loone is ruthless, and to survive, he must become worse. Whatever force brought him here didn’t leave him empty-handed. It gave him power. A weapon. A way to dominate the magical beasts of this world. But taming beasts takes more than strength. It takes surrendering who he once was… and becoming something new. Will he thrive? Or be devoured by Loonè, or by himself?

He’s cold. He’s cruel. And now… he’s her husband. When Lily's mother falls gravely ill, she makes the ultimate sacrifice: marrying a man she’s never met. Arthur Stark — the ruthless billionaire with a heart carved from ice and a past drenched in blood. He's feared in boardrooms and whispered about in the shadows of the mafia underworld. He’s also her mate. But Arthur Stark doesn’t touch anyone. Not with love. Not with desire. Not even her. And yet… when he leans in, muscles flexing beneath linen, the scent of rain and danger clinging to him — Lily’s breath catches. Her body betrays her. Her mind races with thoughts she never meant to think. He says he doesn’t want her. But monsters lie.

I am the Beast of Inevitability. I am the end you ignored until it was too late. The breath before the fall. The silence before extinction. I am the Living Calamity. Where I walk, cities fall silent. Where I gaze, stars flicker out. They called me a myth. A whisper passed from tongue to tongue in dying breaths. But I am no legend. I am the truth that gods fear in their final dreams. I am the Slayer of Aesir. I have shattered Yggdrasil’s roots, burned golden palaces with nothing but my rage. Odin wept. Thor screamed. Freya begged. None were spared. I am the Destroyer of Realms. Nine was not enough. I carved through dimensions, unmaking the fragile dreams of mortals and divine alike. Heaven closed its gates. Hell cowered behind its fire. You think you understand power? You think divinity shields you from fate? I am fate. I am the storm that follows prophecy. The war cry at the end of time. The last breath of every god who ever thought themselves eternal. I am Gerald Weston. And i am Ragnarok

"I'm not impressed." He said and Kalina guessed the laughter in his words. "Still." She returned, trying to match his amusement and completely failing. That man had a knack for annoying her, that was for sure. ¿Why? Kalina didn't know for sure. She felt a little stupid about the discovery, but there was something else. Something attracted her to him, that was undeniable.

In the Era of the Elementalists, a time when the world is shaped by those who wield the raw forces of nature itself. This era is defined by the mastery of fire, earth, wind, water, lightning, and even the rarest elements, harnessed not just for survival, but for dominance. Kai, a determined commoner, dreams of passing the Awakening Test and harnessing elemental powers to earn his place among the domain of Zephyron the Primordial who was the first to awaken. But when the test shatters his hopes, branding him powerless, he demands a second chance to prove himself and awaken. In an unprecedented decision, Aurora offers them a path never given before—a second chance through the Maze of Death, a legendary trial designed to break even the strongest souls. Against all odds, Kai survives, conquering the final trial, standing before the Celestial Gate once more—ready to step into the unknown, ready to claim what was once denied. But as he crosses the threshold—he dies. Death, however, is not the end—it is the beginning. Awakened by the Ancient Beast System, Kai is reborn, no longer a helpless commoner but something far more dangerous. With the primal power of legendary beasts coursing through him, he embarks on a path of blood and retribution, determined to bring down those who wronged him. His destiny is rewritten, and the world will soon tremble before the vengeance of the forsaken.

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.

En un mundo marcado por la coexistencia de humanos y bestias legendarias, un joven llamado Daegal encuentra un huevo misterioso a orillas del río, del cual nace un pequeño dragón morado con habilidades únicas. Juntos, Daegal y su dragón se embarcan en una travesía llena de desafíos, mientras intentan domesticarlo y comprender su propósito en un entorno donde la oscuridad amenaza con resurgir. Paralelamente, criaturas provenientes de la mítica Tierra Oscura y un enigmático Caballero Negro lideran una fuerza devastadora que amenaza con invadir los reinos. En este contexto, un alce blanco, símbolo de pureza, huye de los horrores de la Tierra Oscura, cruzando continentes y desencadenando una serie de eventos que conectan al joven Daegal y su dragón con un destino mayor. "Fuego y Ceniza", la primera crónica de esta épica, explora la lucha por la supervivencia, los lazos entre criaturas míticas y humanos, y el resurgimiento de fuerzas ancestrales que pondrán a prueba la valentía de todos los habitantes del Reino.

Velvet Claws "They wear velvet. But underneath-they both have claws." In the shimmering corridors of HMM Corporation, Cha Hayeon begins her first day as a regular office employee. Elegant, sweet, and effortlessly charming-she's the picture of innocence. But behind her soft smile lies the bloodline of power, control, and a ruthless nature inherited from a legacy no one dares to question. She hides her true self beneath pastels and perfume, determined to keep her claws sheathed. Enter Nam Jihoon, the quiet, gentle team leader with a disarming smile and kind eyes. But nothing about Jihoon is what it seems. Unbeknownst to everyone, he's the hidden heir of HMM's fiercest rival-an empire secretly working toward an unprecedented merger. Sent undercover to monitor the partnership from the inside, Jihoon already knows who Hayeon is-and he's been in love with her from afar for years. But while Hayeon tries to impress him with her fake innocence, Jihoon watches with quiet amusement, falling deeper for the sides of her she doesn't even know she's showing. Yet underneath his warmth, Jihoon hides something darker: a dangerously obsessive, possessive heart that has always belonged to her. As power games unfold behind closed doors, and masks begin to crack, only one thing is certain- In a world where love wears velvet, someone's claws will draw blood. ---

"3, 2, 1… FIGHT!" the referee shouted. Both of the fighters threw punches at each other, and the crowd cheered. Benjo got hit, Chad got punched, and they just kept striking each other. In the video's of their previous fights they made me watch, they just wrestled and pinned each other, and it was boring. Chad got knocked to the ground and got up once more, then Benjo did the same. Mark and I watched in silence, closely. A lot of minutes later, both of the fighters ran out of breath and just stood meters away from each other, each taking a moment to catch their breath. Both of them really gave their all in the fight, they really showed how much they hate each other. The crowd grew silent, and I looked at Mark, "Damn, that was badass!" "Yeah, I agre-" "WHAT IS THAT!" someone shouted while Mark was talking. I look at the fighters, something glowing caught my eye. Their forearm to their fist, is glowing, glowing and blazing with yellow aura, yellow particles are coming out of the aura like a kindling fire. The crowd are in amazement, and I take a closer look. I saw a lion beside each of the fighters. Two lions, one lion beside Chad, and one lion beside Benjo. Both of the lion are growling at each other. Wait, a lion? When did it get there? There shouldn't be supposed to be lions around here.

What if you lay dying on a battlefield that determined the fate of humanity, only to die and be transmigrated six decades into the future in a random person's body? Victor, a champion who fought with the weight of creating a better future for the next generation, now has a chance at a new life far in the future after the battle that shook the human race against the Draks. However, with such a weak body and something strange within him, his life takes a turn upside down. "I risked my life for the pay, nothing else." With the newfound power he obtained, join Victor as he unsheathes the true monster that resides inside him—one that places a target on his back from both sides. ... [You have now received the Dark God's Blessings] .... [Bloodline of the three legendary beasts....]

This was a trial book. I will be posting in royal road or trad publishing. Thank you and don't read it, I deleted first 14 chapters

Questions that are answers and answers that are questions

What if you had a system that could rewrite reality itself? Lucius transmigrated to this new world with his amazing system that let him hacks any beast but because of his arrogance, he was chased and sealed by people who were jealous of his talent. Fortunately, Lucius had created a new body with his system. With this new body he vowed to be secretive and also become the strongest by using his system that can hack everything even making his beautiful enemies into his beasts. Erase a rival’s talent? Done. Enhance an ordinary beast to perfection? Easy. Rewrite a noble’s fate? Child’s play. Making Villainess into his slave? Perfect ending. With his loyal slaves, a growing arsenal of hacked abilities, and also his devious mind, Lucius sets out to dominate everything. But as he reshapes the world to his will, he can not hide forever so can he remain in the shadows long enough to achieve his ultimate goal? Enter a world where reality bends to one man’s will. In a world ruled by power, Lucius doesn’t just win. He rewrites the game. Unleash the System. Rewrite Fate. Dominate All.

A red-haired orphan is cast out of the orphanage—branded a lunatic for speaking to animals and calling them his friends. Laughed at. Forgotten. Alone. But what if he’s not mad? What if this strange boy holds a power long buried by time? What if the one they called a fool... is destined to tame monsters? Maybe even the Demon Lord himself?