Beastars Ship Novels & Stories

I chewed my lip, shifting uncomfortably in his lap “They didn’t really do anything to you and… Well, I know that now is a crucial moment in Alpha Kaia’s choice of who will be her heir. I don’t want the fact that you’re helping me… Well, get revenge on them… to hurt you in any way…” He suddenly shifted our positions until I was facing him, his dark eyes almost completely focused on me. With the hand that wasn't around my waist, he held my chin, preventing me from paying attention to anything else but him. “Do you really think I’ve changed that much since we met?” A small smile appeared on his face, not happy or friendly, just dangerous. “My silly little wife…” he murmured, his thumb brushing

the corporal shouted. I watched as our three stolen ships, the Sun’s Fury, the Dawn Treader, and the Gilded Hawk, broke formation. They weren't running. They were diving into the swarm of Northern destroyers like wolves attacking a herd of bison. "They're outnumbered ten to one," I whispered, sweat stinging my eyes. "They can't win a dogfight." "They aren't trying to win," Ashren's voice echoed in my memory. "They’re buying time." "Ground assault!" Jace, the lieutenant in charge of beach defense, cut into the comms. "They’re launching drop pods! They’re coming through the shield!"

"I do not just help the healthy. I stop the sickness." She grabbed the green jar. She put her moms jar inside her shirt against her heart. She wrapped her arms around all of them. "Benson can you fly this thing?" June asked. "I can aim it " the blue ghost said. He moved to the pilots chair. ". June... There are no wheels. This ship was not built to come." The ship fell fast towards the coast of Akwa Ibom. June watched the grey Earth getting closer and closer. She saw the ruins of the Ark. She saw the thousands of people standing in the dust. They were looking at the sky.

Ransom said. I didn't have to look at him to know his teeth were clenched and his dark blue eyes were sharp enough to cut skin. Alok stopped in his tracks, turned back to the men, hands up in the air. "We do not have time for this political posturing. The Beast comes." "Kiema," Saint said, a warning and an order clearly heard. She grabbed Scarlet's hand in hers, walked back over to our side of the roof. Asher and Xander clutched at Scarlet, huddling her closer into their arms. Taryk took a step forward, blocking the newcomer's view of his tiny mate.

I opened my mouth knowing I had nothing to say, she was right, I wasn't one of them but Hannah beat me to it and I couldn't be more grateful. "Bessie she hasn't had her first shift yet but that doesn't mean she isn't one of us. If that were the case, we would have smelt her out. Yes we have our first shift when we're sixteen but remember that there are Lycans that also have their first shift at the age of twenty two because that's when their wolf decides to show itself." I only nodded to her words. "You have a point there. Has he accepted you or claimed you yet?" Bessie asked and I almost choked on my spit.

Ana whispered as the beast stopped growling and just looked at her with its gold eyes with anger. “My name is Asteria, not beast, you wench!” The beast in front of her said, it grew brighter as it growled louder. Anastacia and Asteria screamed in chorus as a painful surge of energy went through Anastacia and she curled to a ball and screamed louder and louder until she convulsed and Asteria did the same. They mirrored each other as their growls and creams echoed in Anastacia’s ears while she kept her eyes closed in pain. “Nurse! Hurry!” The doctor said as Anastacia finally opened her eyes.

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.

Jethro said, his voice tight. “He… he marked me,” I said, voice cracking. “And I marked him back.” Genesis gasped. “Oh my God.” “You did what?” Jethro snapped, stepping closer. “You let him— Is, do you even know what that means?!” “I didn’t let anything!” I screamed. “It just… happened.” Anthonia knelt in front of me, taking my hands. Her touch was warm, grounding. “You’re mated to Arseñio Dicaprio,” she said softly. “The Alpha Beast of Melbourne.”

"It's Vee's spirit beast. She truly has divine protection..." Before she could finish, she saw the messy words written in blood on the note: [Mother, come save me quickly. They're going to skin me alive.] I saw those words as well and felt helpless. Victoria had thought that she could pit the beastmen against each other, but she had bitten off more than she could chew. It seemed her recent experience was comparable to mine from my previous life. Mother was terrified and immediately followed the spirit beast out to rescue Victoria. However, she suddenly thought of me and grabbed my hand tightly.

It gives him a few seconds before the hounds decide attacking is their best move. They might have gained some newfound intelligence, but Beast is smart and has had years of practice. Our eyes carry bloodlust, our bodies made for killing. Beast's claws rake a wide path across one throat and chest. It's not a killing blow, but the hound lists to the side and the other jumps around him. It's almost like he's protecting the hurt creature. Beast lets out a growl that rumbles clear to our feet and charges head-on. We clash and the hound goes to the ground with Beast on top. We grab his neck within our crushing jaws and crunch bone. The other hound lands on top of us, his snapping jaws taking a bit