Beastars Bats Novels & Stories

The one Noah showed me was rather unusually named "The God of Blood Bats". I looked at it again carefully and found a brief record of one thing on it. A hundred years ago, a nobleman of the Blood Race had discovered that there still existed a race of Blood Bats that almost no one knew about, the Blood Bats. Unlike other blood races, although blood bats suck blood, after sucking blood, their whole body will turn blood red. Sucking blood from the Blood Bats before draining them and using it on other Bloods will cause them to lose control and go berserk.

I raised my torch toward the ceiling, and my blood ran cold. The dark shapes were not rocks. They were bats. Hundreds of them. And they were starting to wake up. Their purple-glowing eyes opened one by one, and the scratching sound became a chorus of wings unfolding and claws scraping against stone. They swarmed down toward us. Kael reacted faster than I could. He threw up a shield of fire around us, a dome of flames that surrounded our bodies and pushed the bats back. The creatures screeched and burned as they touched the fire, but more kept coming, kept pressing, kept trying to find a way through.

“We are bonded by a sacred Law. A structure must be maintained to keep the balance of the mate bond in check.” “Oh please,” Finn scoffed. “You’re only mad you didn’t get here first.” A low growl rumbled from Ares, and muscles coiled like he was seconds from tearing Finn apart. “Oh look,” Gunner smirked, “the beast awakens. Again.” “You want to die tonight?” Ares turned fully toward him, murderous. “Because I will make you suffer for this.” “No one is killing anyone!” Vivia barked out, stepping in front of me with hands on her hips like she owned the entire moon-gifted world.

I opened my mouth knowing I had nothing to say, she was right, I wasn't one of them but Hannah beat me to it and I couldn't be more grateful. "Bessie she hasn't had her first shift yet but that doesn't mean she isn't one of us. If that were the case, we would have smelt her out. Yes we have our first shift when we're sixteen but remember that there are Lycans that also have their first shift at the age of twenty two because that's when their wolf decides to show itself." I only nodded to her words. "You have a point there. Has he accepted you or claimed you yet?" Bessie asked and I almost choked on my spit.

His heart was frozen, filled with tar. He was a Beast. And nothing would change him. He was a skilled manipulator. One that made you doubt yourself. More than physical torture, he aimed for mental one. A part of me was worried. Even scared for this man with warm eyes. He looked like he hadn’t faced the darkness of this world. Like he wasn’t tainted with the filth I was sinking deep in. For some reason, I wanted to keep it that way. ***

Two guards walked past the corridor, their voices low as they talked about something I couldn't hear. I held my breath. My heart was beating so loud, the sound scared me. “If they turn around, they’re going to see us, and everything will be over before it even starts.” But it didn’t. They kept walking, not looking back. Stella waited until the footsteps were far enough and we couldn’t hear them anymore. “This way,” she whispered, moving fast.

“If he dies, we take another cub. If he lives, he becomes my chosen weapon.” Rattle’s eyes widen as he watches me. “He becomes my Ultra Vampire,” I whisper. “An abomination. An ultra hybrid of werewolf and vampire.” The baby doesn’t cry as Rattle’s fangs finally sink into his skin, as blood wells and flows out. Why should he cry? He’s being glamoured.