Beastars Ellen Novels & Stories

The bear was ancient, its stuffing spilling from several tears, one eye missing, the leftover thread dangling pathetically. [It's Elara! The third S-class boss! She drags players in to "play," and if you show any impatience, she tears you apart!] [She's already killed three players. This one's the moodiest of them all—a total nightmare!] The little girl—Elara—lifted her head. Her eyes were far too large for her face, black and hollow, utterly pupil-less. "Will… you play with me?" Her voice was a timid whisper.

She walked over to Ellen, who was still rocking and crying in the corner. "Ellen, I'm here. Its Astrid. I am here. You are safe now." I watched as Lucy/Astrid, whoever was in control, put her hands on either side of Ellen's face and the blood from her eyes vanished, and Ellen's colour returned, and she stood. I was starting to see why Lucy carried the weight of the world on her shoulders. She turned, looked at me and said, "NOW!" I did as I was told, and I grabbed Ellen, tossed her over my shoulder and ran the way we came. I looked over my shoulder and saw three Ugly older women Enter the room and surround Lucy. Part of me wanted to go back and help her, but part of me knew she would be okay

She said, The air changed, and several beastmen stopped, arranging themselves in line to create a path. Elara quickly pulled me along. I stretched my hand to grab Calissi, but I grabbed air instead. Looking down, Calissi was gone. In her place stood nothing. Elara bowed her head and nudged me to do so. I turned my head, and my eyes locked onto the bull beastman walking in the center, accompanied by two other bull beastmen. He had huge horns, towering height

The basement was very quiet now. The only sound was the crackle of the candles and the heavy breathing of the Beast. Elara’s hands gripped the edge of the thick wooden table. Her knuckles were white. She looked up at Silas. He looked like a giant from the old stories, but he was real. He was made of hot skin and hard muscle.

Why were they, who were considered as part of the best forces of the Undead, here? “I agree with my sister Elder. This is just a waste of time.” The other Beastgirl added, in complete agreement with the first. Indeed, the one they spoke to, was an Elder, and he wasn’t just any Elder. He was the one they called Elder Sand! As for the women next to him, they were Eva and Marie, the Blood Witches! If the Beastmen who were here knew of their true identity, many of them would have fainted in fear and shock!

But I knew she was right, I also knew she meant only my better, my good. That’s why I left her embrace before giving her a tight smile and collected every will inside me and asked my beast, tried to contact with her and asked her what I should have asked from the first moment. “Are you okay?” My beast’s reply was a snicker and then suddenly I was shifting and became in my beast form. Ellen smiled and rubbed my fur smoothly and calmy. I heard her say, “You are exactly like what I imagined.” before she shifted too. Ellen’s beast was old now hence her height and weight as on leaner side than my beast. Her beast motioned for my beast to follow her and took off running inside the heavy dense fore

I answered. "In what condition?" The eldest elder asked. "In a good condition. She was unharmed and appeared to be okay. I had no time to explain everything to her, that's why I chose to run away with her before the beast could realize what was going on. As we run, we could hear it catching up to us, and to my surprise, the Tasmanian was in its human form. It called the girl and the girl stopped in her tracks. Judging from her actions, she knew the Tasmanian on a personal level." I answered then decided to go on.

“I am a human, Charlotte. Just like you. I was taken captive by Lena a long time ago and I have had to live in this strange world since. I cannot remember much about my life before this place, where I come from or when i was taken” “What do you mean? What world?” I ask, my mouth half filled with food. Eleanor's gaze locks onto mine and I can see a depth of sadness and something else I cannot quite place my finger on. “ This world, Charlotte. The world of beasts. It exists alongside our human world but we are oblivious to it. It is invisible to those who climb the mountain. All they see are trees and rocks and the mist.” I try to wrap my head around what she is saying, but it is like trying t

He replied in a quiet tone. Lucy walked around him after listening to the conversation and approached the bed. "Samantha, why don't you let Bill and I take Isabella for the night and you and Drake spend some time together. After all, it's been a heck of a day." Without waiting for her friend to answer, Lucy reached over and gently picked up the sleeping baby girl and walked out of the room with Bill close behind. "What if you don't come back? I don't think I could survive that a second time, My Beast. Our connection is too strong, too deep. It would kill me, and that would leave our daughter without parents again. You have to come back."

"Let's go. Never seen that kind of performance before." … When I arrived at the center, I realized my life had been dull until this moment. The center, like its name suggested, was filled with all kinds of beastfolk. Adorable rabbits, seductive foxes, imposing wolf-dogs, outgoing and cheerful puppies, and more. This was heaven. The beastfolk were performing on the stage with all they had, showing off their charm as best as they could. The performer with the highest votes would be crowned Best Beastfolk Star, and they'd be awarded with a handsome amount of prize money.