Beastars Novels & Stories

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.

K 18/9/2010 I feel alone. Papa is gone just like Milly and Mama was never there to begin with. I feel like everyone I care for is snatched away from me. Are you punishing me? I ask the luna every night just before the beast takes over. I don't know how long I can handle this. I don't think I am strong enough. I am always angry, uncle Gregory said I have gone mad. I think he is right. It's always there, breathing down my neck.. the dark traces of my personality wrapping its arms around me, telling me to let go. I can see the beast everytime I look into a mirror. Its silver eyes, my eyes, flash back at me as if to remind me who's in control. I can't control the beast anymore.

Bella warns. “What’s a Kaiju?” Ember asks. “Giant monsters.” Casey responds. Ember makes an O shape with her mouth. “I’ve already dealt with one. It was in the prison of the damned.” I say. “It’s dead now.” “Well then.” Casey says. “Giant monsters shouldn’t be a problem then. You must have killed Gojira, the King of the Monsters. However, there is a three headed dragon that guards that temple. It’s called Onaga.”

Black smoke slithered between tents like a sentient being watching and searching. On the far left side of the camp, she could see a large group of beasts gathering. Embertaurs with their shadowy bodies and yellow eyes made up about a third of the group, but the other were unlike any creature she’d seen before. Biped beasts with dark feathered wings and scaled heads with four eyes clicked their strange beaks. Creatures that had bodies similar to those of alligators but with long necks flicked forked tongues and swung their clubbed tails. Another with the head of a bull and body of a lion standing on two legs sprouted armored plates down its back. Wings, beaks, scales, horns, and fur flashed o

They shifted into their beasts and ran towards the crater where hundreds of creatures from the underworld kept crawling out from. Kendrick crouched and shifted into his enormous spirit beast. His body shuddered violently and his bones popped painfully, wrenching a loud growl from him. His size increased and kept increasing until he was almost as tall as the buildings. He opened his mouth and a loud and powerful roar sounded, echoing through the city. Tabitha and Cassie hid behind the debris of a fallen house and watched the very huge silver beast with shock written all over their faces. They watched as it bounded away, the ground shaking with its weight, its great and terrible claws slashing

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.

“I don’t know. Couch? Walls? Doors? Flowers on the table, the dog…” “Exactly!” “Exactly what?” “The dog! No. I mean. The wolf. I’m the wolf.” “Cut the crap! What bullshit is—oh. OH. Oh, no!” “Yes! Finally!”

He was serving punch after punch, even though the man beneath him wasn't responsive at all. The silence was deafening, and the sound of his grunts filled the entire hall with both horror and dread. I stood frozen to my spot, my eyes fixed on the monster of a man I was mated to, as he went again and again at the helpless man. I knew this wasn't what happened with Valerian, judging from how he had looked when he was buried, but hell, I wondered if it was close. If it was this merciless. "Alpha," the instructor said, but Alpha Eros just kept going, like the man wasn't saying anything.

“She is no queen of ours when her beast has no rank.” In the North, beasts are ranked according to the color of their eyes, with come in five different colours. The bottom of that rank are omegas who have blue eyes, then just above them are the gamma beasts who have emerald green eyes which is identical to the beast that Ilena had shifted into. Just above the gamma beasts are the beta beasts who have Amber or golden coloured eyes and then at the top is the alpha beast who has crimson red eyes. It’s rare but a few beasts born from the original bloodline, can transform into a modified form of a beast but much more stronger and faster, they are called lycans and are identified by their pitch bl

My stomach cramps, and I wince. The titles line up on the screen. Sinfully His—an age-gap, dad’s-best-friend romance, where she gets revenge on her cheating husband and also bag’s her dad’s older hot friend. The next is some werewolf thing about mates and rejection and shit I don’t understand. Marco’s choices already have me giggling. He did this on purpose. And then another catches me: The Mafia’s Pet. Enemies to lovers. Erotica. A laugh slips out. Too pointed. Too close to home.