Beastars Author Novels & Stories

" The Beast God's voice rang out with immense authority. We looked down at our feet. Below us stretched a dense primeval forest, the continent where the beastmen made their home. When we first fell onto this continent in our previous life, both my sister, Lydia Miller, and I had fear written deep in our eyes. The howling of wild beasts announced the law of the jungle that ruled this place. So, Lydia chose the beast woman identity without hesitation. "A beast-eared woman has its own kind of charm," she said. After making her choice, she looked at me smugly, imagining how adorable she'd look. The Beast God told us that on this beastman continent, females were extremely rare. A single female co

My mother, Keenan. I can't leave them, I must get back. So once again I push myself one last time and when the beast's head is close to mine, I lash out and bite just bellow his right ear. He whines from pain but still doesn't release me. He then turns his head up and howls and then soon later, six more wolves appear around us. I know that this fight is really over now. I won't escape the seven wolves, especially with my wounded legs. So I stop struggling. Now, my fight is over. But if not now, I will still find a way to get out.

His speech and articulation had been very advanced for a four-year-old, but after pouting and frowning, he finally looked his age. “But running away won’t solve the problem. She’ll still tattle to your mom,” Ed said. He didn’t know who Rosemore was, but he followed the conversation. AJ smacked his forehead. “You’re right!” Reluctantly, he grabbed his bag. “What’s your name, mister?” AJ asked. Curious before they parted. “Just call me Beast.” Ed pointed to the scar on his face. AJ laughed. “You’re not as bad as the beast,” he said.

“Do you think...these must be people who’ve crossed over from world to world, and maybe...” “...they’re not really Beasts,” Leo finished for her. Her eyes lit up. “Maybe they’re people like us, hiding under armor or something.” She jumped up, unable to contain herself. “The bodies, I’m told, always deteriorate before we can examine them, along with their body armor. Anyone who tries to examine their weapons usually gets blown to powder, so they’re destroyed, and I’ve found no grave sites to excavate to see what their bones look like.” “But Scy hinted that a woman had a Beast baby.” Andrea stood, too nervous and excited now to sit. “I think we need to have another talk with him.”

don't let them control you. Claude read the message over and over in shock and excitement. He was very surprised that the Beast Tamer class was the one he received, but after read the Systems analysis on him it made quite a bit of sense. He didn't even know much about this Class since there weren't many famous Beast Tamers. "I'll have to check it out in the library." He thought.

She pouted, making her green eyes look all sad and shit. "Oh." Then it clicked cause her eyes lit up. "Wait, that guy who's into the fucked-up minds of serial killers, like you?" She said it like it was a hobby, like collecting stamps or something, not delving into the twisted minds of psychos. This guy had claimed all the theories about serial killers, like Bundy and the like, were bullshit. No connection between the evil they did and their grey matter. Just monsters who got off on hurting others, nothing more, nothing less. Sounded like an arrogant prick, but I'd let him keep thinking whatever he wanted. He didn't know shit about my world, about why I really left Russia. A secret I kept cl

I didn’t even give them a chance to reply and zoomed off with Samantha. … When I got to the underground they had bounded Bane in, I could hear sounds from inside. Beastly sounds. Beta Thomas was at the entrance. He leaned there, just waiting. “You’re here, Audrey. Let me see if you can tame your beastly mate,” He retorted mockingly. I knew he was afraid too. He was just trying to play cool, obviously. Totally ignoring whatever he had just said, I made my way total the basement, calmly. I had left Samantha outside.

The woman tightens her grip on Eliana, "They will be fine. They are strong." Jasper missteps and the assassin is able to move in and latch onto his shoulder with his muzzle. The young werebear shrieks out in pain, the sound reverberating throughout Eliana's body. She takes a step toward them, but Beatrice holds her back. Jasper groans and shoves the assassin off of him, the enemy's teeth scraping part of the way down his arm. Conrad tears into the side of the other Xefol with one of his paws and his own incisors. He growls deeply as he shakes his head and tears deeper into the enemy.

It gives him a few seconds before the hounds decide attacking is their best move. They might have gained some newfound intelligence, but Beast is smart and has had years of practice. Our eyes carry bloodlust, our bodies made for killing. Beast's claws rake a wide path across one throat and chest. It's not a killing blow, but the hound lists to the side and the other jumps around him. It's almost like he's protecting the hurt creature. Beast lets out a growl that rumbles clear to our feet and charges head-on. We clash and the hound goes to the ground with Beast on top. We grab his neck within our crushing jaws and crunch bone. The other hound lands on top of us, his snapping jaws taking a bit

the Red Sun chuckled and swayed in the sky above as though tightening its necktie. “Well, that is pretty simple really. You may not know this, but stars and suns like me observe the earth from afar. The worlds we lord over are merely dead worlds reflective of our authority. They house no living things, neither do they possess their own spirits. Even the plants you see are merely illusions set up by a very brilliant star. Our worlds are dead. As beings that have lived for the longest times, we are incapable of merely watching over dead worlds. We sought entertainment; we sought life. So, we searched all over the galaxy and came across the planet called Earth. It was smaller than most of the p