Akutagawa X Atsushi Beast Novels & Stories

Atlas seems to be the only one who can see it, or perhaps he’s following its scent. The beast lunges, claws slicing through the air toward me. I feel its strength, its stench, its hunger. But before it reaches me, Atlas intercepts, striking it down. Then, in a flash, he collapses, shifting back into his human form, blood dripping from his chest and arm. “No!” I scream, my eyes glowing brighter with anger. Atlas’s chest has been torn open by the animal’s fangs, blood pouring out in thick streams. When I sense the beast trying to lunge at him again, a surge of power erupts from me, my wolf trembling with fury as I grab the creature’s neck.

“She wanted to use the washroom. I let her.” “But it was almost ten minutes and she did not return…” Akshat, one of his Gamma supplied. “…so I went to check on her. Seems like she never made it to the washroom. The door was empty and there was no scent of her,” Ojas one of the warrior wolf added, looking almost worried.

Sasha blurted out. Aki shrugged. “Brown Slayers have full body tattoos, right? Well, it turns out Budo’s tattoos are non-tribal and resemble those of gangsters.” “What’s his spirit animal?” Sasha asked. “A hissing cockroach,” Aki replied. All three Slayers looked at each other and then burst out laughing.

The tall red-streaked boy locks eyes with me and grins with too many sharp teeth. Boy #1 (perfect English, thick Iwate accent underneath): “Yo. Name’s Akitora. Call me Aki. Heard this place has good… hunting.” The silver-haired boy yawns, but his eyes are sharp gold. Boy #2 (soft): “Riku. I sleep a lot. Don’t wake me.” The girl steps forward, bows exactly the way Seras and I learned in elementary school, but her smile is pure predator. Girl (sweet voice, razor edges):

"What are you trying to do?" "What can I do?" Clayton shrugged. "I'm just a lowly beastkin." No sooner had the words left his mouth than he lunged at Salem. Terrified, Salem instantly shifted into his beast form. The black wolfhound instinctively lunged at Clayton, its sharp teeth sinking viciously into his arm. Clayton was knocked into the coffee table, shattering it with a sharp crack as glass shards scattered across the floor. Salem was stunned. He wasn't expecting Clayton's move to be a feint.

In his investigation, he followed the clues, the place where he acted, literally indicated the field of action, in the midst of a last attack, it took more than a week in which at least eleven people disappeared in the last few months. So Tsuki was negotiating with some of his partners and investors, as to the executives of a rival company, about a partnership. Present moment... A few hours before heading back to the west. Akimitsu was a scientist, above all, he was a vampire as such, being immortal and having claws, as well as being an expert fighter.

a police puke from the horror of the scene. “This is mess up. Whoever killed them is a beast and not a human.” She stated while wiping the remaining puke from her mouth with her hand. “Frightening incidents occur in these woods. Still, I have never seen something this horrifying.” Her co-worker responded to the police statement.

Ace stated. "Yeah, let's let her to do what she wants for now." Acario agreed then sighed. Yuko glared at Aitan then yawned. He's wagging his tail while showing his nails just for him to make sure that he can protect his master from everything. •••• END OF CHAPTER 12. ••••

One clever beastman spoke up “It smells good… but we don’t know the taste. Can we try a small piece?” Clar smiled faintly, completely confident. She leaned close to Luna and whispered “Give each of them a small bite.” Luna quickly sliced a portion with his beast knife. The moment the meat was ready the crowd lunged forward like starving wolves. The first beastman who suggested tasting widened his eyes in shock. Not only was it fragrant—it was unbelievably delicious. “I bid 100 black beast crystals!” Others immediately followed “I bid one blue beast crystal!” In the end, a scorpion-type beastman won the ten jin of roasted meat

It wasn’t all that surprising a beastman, even a very young one, would have greater natural affinity with beast magic than me. It was still annoying, though. “You’re not supposed to play with them, you’re supposed to eat them.” Attica thrust his whole head into the water and came up with a large red and green trout-looking fish in his jaws. He sat up on his knees with the fish held up like an offering for his master. A completely inappropriate thought since he wasn’t a dog, he was a person.