Beastars Cover Novels & Stories

“Winter is coming. The wind will grow colder than before. You’ll get sick if you don’t listen to me." “No way!” she pointed at the hide’s face. There is a hollow shape where the boar’s face used to be. “It even has a face!” There was no way she was going to wear the skin of a dead animal over her body. It creeps her out. The guy sighed and flung the hide over his shoulders, “I will use it then.”

He looked at Becky in shock, who has turned her avatar into the Goddess. With her magical wand, she hit the ground with force. Her magical wand turns into heavy chains and she looked at the beast with anger. She twists and aims towards the beast to capture him. The beast was running and pacing in the room angrily. He started throwing things towards Becky to release himself from her powerful gaze. Each time, he lifts and throws anything towards her, Becky deceives his every attack and jumped in the air to control him. He angrily hit the wall in disappointment. He wants freedom. He wants to get out of the room. He shouts again with anger which breaks the window. He found his chance to jump ou

That thought had Beast's head quickly turning in his direction and Kai's eyes widened, realizing his walls weren't up with that thought. But it was too late. Beast quickly turned his attack on Kai, and he was pinned in a heartbeat. With Beast licking his face, Kai wiggled and squirmed under the big beast, desperately trying to paw him and get the bear off of him. Wanting the slobbery kisses to stop. Bear chuckled in his head as he climbed off of his little mate, nudging him as he rolled over, before turning and facing a hysterical, and giggling little mess, who was rolling on the ground laughing at his parents.

She stood over him, her voice cold and unwavering. "It's over, Beast," she declared. "Your empire is crumbling, and justice will finally catch up with you." The Beast, his pride wounded as much as his leg, could only glare at Carol in impotent rage. The tables had turned, and he was now the one at their mercy. The team members quickly secured the area, ensuring that the Beast's men were incapacitated and unable to pose a threat. They were well-prepared for this moment, having set up their positions and weapons with meticulous planning.

The elders nodded but the fear remained in their eyes as they watched their King slowly slip away and the unholy monster begin to take his place. Jessebelle raised her well trimmed eyebrow and asked, "Who is her?" her face turned down in a frown. The king sighed, having no patience for the vexing woman beside him. And all of a sudden, like a wave it hit him... The sensation of his mates blood being drawn. Any control he had of his beast was gone as in the next few seconds he had trasformed completely with low growl. The elders all stood up and stepped back as the beast ran through the room and out of the meeting hall. Jessebelle stood up her eyes wide with fear and confusion before her knees

Breathing in fast paces, still staring at me, yet, like I was a foreign entity. “Bastard.” He suddenly seethed, in a doubled voice. “What? Who are you talking about?” I cried out, pouting my lips in hurt at his sudden state. “Teta…” He trailed his father’s name out fiercely, hands in defense like he was protecting himself from something. When he transformed, his beast stood up, pouncing on the floor in a heavy thud. As he did, broken shambles followed, destroying the entire piece and everything that it entailed.

I did everything to be a good friend, only to be treated as my so-called best friend’s scapegoat. When her husband found cigarette ash in their house, she claimed I was the one smoking. When she snuck off for a private rendezvous with her lover, she told him she was celebrating my birthday. And when she got pregnant, she pinned the blame on me again, declaring I was consumed with jealousy—that I had spiked her drink and hired someone to violate her. Enraged, her husband marched to my doorstep wielding a blade and hacked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the exact day she had asked me to cover for her affair.

The room erupted into a chorus of concerned whispers. Niklaus's next words sent a collective gasp through the room. "Beast is an extraordinary vessel, but we must ensure he reaches his full potential. We've decided to take him to David's home planet, Xanthea, the birthplace of the Sirens, for critical upgrades." The announcement sparked a mix of emotions: worry etched on some faces, while others shone with excitement. The prospect of venturing into uncharted territory, taking their beloved Beast to a world far more advanced than their own, filled the air with a sense of awe and anticipation. The room buzzed with hushed conversations.

Beast: I'm sorry I took your phone. I loved that he saved himself as Beast, even though that meant he went through my phone. Me: Thank you. He responded before I could put my phone away. Beast: is everything ok at home? Me: perfect. I have a surprise for you. Me: actually, it's more for me than you but since you're paying for it we should pretend it's for you. Beast: I can't wait! If it is tight and black, I would like a preview.

Wyatt The Beast blocked me out as I tried to force my way through the chaos of energy discharging throughout our territory. My panic and distress were nothing to him as he glanced over our shoulder, towards the island, towards Bri, before he pursued his trekking around the swamp. The boys whined in protest, Beau elicited a short-lived snarl before The Beast projected his aura forcing everyone to comply. Heads down, ears slack, tails tucked.