Beastars Melon Novels & Stories

Damon: that's why Yall are there to help her stay calm got it , and if her fucking twins show up goddess help them. Deacon: Okay, let's tell Miles so he can keep those two shits away so we don't scare his Luna either she really didn't want Jade knowing yet. Damon: Well, too bad she's our mate now! Demtri: Okay, let's do this . end mindlinking ' mindlinking Miles ' Demtri: Miles Damon is coming over to Jade as Beast, so we need to make sure those little shits don't try anything cause Beast will kill them if they get close to Jade

Straining against Ulna’s grip, the beetle bucked again as Marcia started to slice upward toward the beast’s head, orange blood beginning to flow from the deep cut she was making. ‘Tell Marcia to steer clear of the blood, it’s called a lava beetle for a reason, they live in magma and their blood is as equally hot, so if you touch it, your skin will melt,’ Fafnir said, dashing forward to grab the beetle’s now distracted head to prevent further bucking.

The whole process was so quick that David was stunned. ‘Can a Beast Crystal be eaten straight? ‘Didn’t they say that there are genes of the beasts in it and eating it is harmful to the human body, which is why it needs to be refined and made into an elixir? ‘Will it hurt Pebbles’ body if she ate it just like that?’

But the occasional flickers it gave showed that it was not dead, but alive! The strange crystal in Aiden’s hand was a treasure from his family. It was called a Beast Crystal and it was used to locate members of Aiden’s race by inducing hallucinations of uncommon beasts in the minds of the victims. If the victim slept soundly without any hallucinations, that person was a regular old human. If there were results, then it meant that the person was of Aiden’s race – the Beastman Race! The user of the crystal could tell what was happening because the crystal allowed them to view the contents of the dream through the eyes of the conjured creature. So while they may not be able to see the beast, th

She sits up straight in her chair, leaning in. I nod. “Well, imagine something like one of those beasts—the long snout, pointy fangs, enormous tongue that doesn’t quite fit, uncontrollable slobbering, mangy fur, and these evil-looking unholy eyes. Imagine being caught somewhere between that wolf-like creature and a human. Mangled, twisted bones set at strange angles with patches of skin and tufts of fur.” I shake my head, my stomach turning just thinking about it. No, I can’t allow her to see me. Bexley isn’t leaning away from me. She doesn’t get up and dart out the door. Instead, she reaches a hand across the table. My paw lies within her reach. I want to pull it away, but I don’t.

With a scary look on his face, that man was gazing at Beast. Beast ordered a table and put his hand on it. In a nick of time, the colour of the light bulb turned red and Beast turned into a butcher, who was separating every single finger from his hand. The man was screaming in pain. But Beast was standing in a relaxed posture doing his work. Similarly, he also separated the fingers from his other hand. Now it was the turn of his feet.

“And I have no use for you anymore.” Rheas eyes widened with horror. Melody’s fangs elongated. Razor sharp, glowing faintly green. “Master—please—“ Rhea tried to scramble backwards, but she didn’t get far. The earth answered Melody’s call. Vines, blackened and pulsing like veins, shot form the soil. The wrapped around Rheas ankles. Then her wrists. Then her waist. She screamed as they yanked her immobilized. “Please! Please! I beg you—give me anot—“

" 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

“The rest of you, continue training. Switch to your beasts. Practice fast morphing. I want instinct, not hesitation.” Then I look over my shoulder at the healing wolves. “Get this one to the infirmary.” They nod, moving efficiently. The unconscious gamma has already shifted back to human form. They bring a stretcher and carry him out. I step out of the arena.l and head toward Emerald. “Morning,” I say when we’re a few feet apart. She smiles. “Hey, Asher!” One of the warriors jogs toward me, cutting in. I half turn to him.

She succumbs and even holds onto me but that doesn't satisfy Aurora, who hasn't been able to feed in centuries. Even though Cassandra is willingly offering herself to me, it's not enough for the beast inside of me. I firmly hold Cassandra's head so that she has no chance of escaping me. I know this isn't for my benefit or satisfaction but I can't help but enjoy the euphoric feeling that comes with satisfying the soul of my dear friend, Aurora. It's somewhat addictive and I feel as though a deep neglected need inside of me is finally receiving the treatment it deserves. "Heaven." I hear Amelia's voice but the thing is, right now, I'm not exactly Heaven. "I think you have had enough."