Beastars Cat Novels & Stories

The Misty Cloud Beast shivered, and the way it looked at Chu Xun changed. "I've already thought of two names for your next generation. If the baby has the head of a spider and the body of a cat, then call it Spider Beast. If the baby has the head of a cat and the body of a spider, then call it Misty Cloud Spider. What do you think?" The black spider and the Misty Cloud Beast were petrified. "Bastard, you lunatic. We are from different races," roared the Misty Cloud Beast. "Besides, I'm still underage."

I keep on forgetting that he’s a fucking vampire and moves a lot quicker than I do, but this! He saunters over to me and leans in close to my ear. “You sure you want out, Hellcat?” he whispers. “Because something tells me that’s where you want to be.” “Ugh, you’re such an asshole!” My mind is telling me to push this arrogant prick away, but my body is pulling me toward submission. Being stubborn as fuck, I decide to taunt him. “So, is this what you want? Me fighting back? Does it turn you on, Beast?”

She had flopped down on the bed, and Beast was lying on his back next to her, belly up for rubs. "Who's the cute baby of this house?" Alexia cooed, speaking to him like a naughty toddler. "So you're Beast, huh? You're adorable, sweetheart! Come here, let me give you some love!" "It's official. You've lost Beast," Daniel whispered behind him as they watched the mastiff wag his tiny tail with glee. Scott couldn't believe it. Alexia had stolen his dog and was playing with him like it was the most normal thing in the world.

Ultimately, he fought Titan Ape and managed to defeat it using only his physical strength, compelling it to submit and agree to join. The other was a Phantom Cat, an exceedingly rare variant species. There might have been just a handful across the entire Asgard Plains, and it was likely the only one that had reached the apex overbeast realm. The Phantom Cat was small, with its entire body cloaked in black fur, including its dark eyes. It moved with complete silence, blending into the night. The Phantom Cat had a challenging growth journey before reaching the apex overbeast level. Its attack power was quite weak, making it a beast that specialized in nighttime assassination.

There are a lot of hunters waiting to hunt him, it would also harm your life, so keep him and yourself safe. [Ok grandpa] Suddenly, I heard a voice in my head. (you don't have to worry about keeping my identity safe, I can alter my appearance to a certain level. Open up the beast, stat to check my stats. The system told me to remind you about this.) I shouted immediately. (Open beast stats!) _________________________________________ Beast stats (1) Name: Oreo Species: Black sabre-toothed tiger Tier: Beta (2) level: 30

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

“All I need you to do is get a couple of fish and I can get the boar.” “Sounds good to me.” I collected a bow that I made the night before along with three arrows that I put in my quiver. As we walked through the woods, Binx and I talked about life in general. And you know, I thought I’d never have so much in common with a cat. We had the same morals and principles, we ate a lot of great food, we both loved goat’s milk, we loved nature and most of all we agreed that Ember is great for the both of us. Binx got tired of walking eventually and hopped up on my shoulders. “Damian, I’m curious. Do you work out?” Binx asks suddenly. I laughed.

Beast is circled by a group of Undeads as they try to separate her from her mate and Andrew’s sons, getting her alone. “Nowhere to hide, little girl. You’re ours now.” One if the Undeads taunts, pointing his gun at her leg. “Our orders are clear, keep you alive. Doesn’t mean we can’t have some fun with you, now does it?” The other guys laugh as that, oblivious to Beast’s movements. She slashes the first guy’s throat open then, like a whirlwind, she spins around, running her blades through the others’ stomachs, cutting them open. With quick moves, she stabs their hearts before they manage to heal.

But to her greatest surprise, he pulled his cock out of her at the last minute and felt him leaving the bed. She turned around to look at him, and a cold shiver worked its way down her spine. His mask clattered to the floor, and she saw a completely different look on his face. His eyes were extremely red, like he had just turned into a beast. The beast they had told her about, but ones without claws. Before she could utter a word. He pulled out the top drawer, took out a whip, and started whipping her all over her body, and the worst thing was, it wasn't a normal whip; it was a fire whip, and it burned her skin like hell.

In my past life, I still clung to the bond of blood, soft-hearted enough to invite wolves into my home—only to be killed by them. This time, I wanted no ties with my parents. Yet they still thought I was someone they could trample on. My eyes burned red as I slapped Celie twice across the face, hard. Father's expression darkened. He raised his arm as if to strike me. But Felix stepped in immediately, blocking him. Even in human form, beastmen were massive. At nearly one meter ninety, Felix towered over him. I watched Father's bravado crumble in an instant and couldn't help but laugh.