Beastars Ship Novels & Stories

don't let them control you. Claude read the message over and over in shock and excitement. He was very surprised that the Beast Tamer class was the one he received, but after read the Systems analysis on him it made quite a bit of sense. He didn't even know much about this Class since there weren't many famous Beast Tamers. "I'll have to check it out in the library." He thought.

A large crowd had gathered outside to watch the spectacle of the forcefield killing and capturing the bodies of the flying energy beast who kept attacking the airship. There were other airships in the sky going back and forth, they all slowed down and showed their respect to Xasha. They knew it was him because Xasha's airship was specially designed just for him. It was extravagantly luxurious and had the tallest tower of all the other airships with his Imprint visible on its sides. When flying over the Medicine mountain, the airships kept a slower speed and a low altitude so they could capture energy beast corpses to bring homes. The Falling Stardust had ramped up production, export of magic

I didn’t need anyone to tell me that Alpha Caius wouldn’t be pleased, their reactions said it all. There was silence for the rest of the ride to the pack. Soon, the Blood Howl Pack territory came into view and I was stunned. The landscape extended as far as my eyes could see, dotted with beautiful buildings. There was no doubt, this pack was the largest and richest pack in all of North America.

Scott and his grandpa brought him to Alexandra's place and spent the afternoon with Marina. Beast completely lost it when he saw Alexandra, peed all over the rugs from excitement, and knocked Marina over three times before settling next to her like a giant pillow. It was epic watching them curled up on the carpet watching cartoons. They had a perfect afternoon, but that night, as Scott worked late—his usual insomnia keeping him up, deep in designing collectible cars—his phone rang. "Allie? What's wrong?" he asked, alarmed. "You need to come right now! Something's wrong with Beast! He's going crazy!" Alexandra cried over the phone, panic in her voice.

I slam the door behind me, leaving Terris inside. Ambling downstairs, I find the beast lounging on the settee with his eyes closed, too calm for my liking, like a lion ready to strike. He always keeps a gun with him, and right now, he is stroking his face from the nose up to his forehead with it repeatedly. His disposed gigantic trunk is heaving up and down from his massive breathing. He doesn't look approachable. I don't think I should talk to him right now. I should probably wait for him to calm down a little, if that is even deemed to happen.

He had pinned me against the cold stone of the relic chamber, his arm coiled around my head, the other hand bruising my hip. His breath was ragged, his golden eyes heavy with the darkness of the curse that threatened to consume him. “You want to hate me,” he growled, his fangs scraping against my throat. “Your scent tells me otherwise, even as your eyes promise murder.” I choked on a breath, my body betraying me. “I will never be your Queen,” I snapped, even as my body arched towards him. He laughed softly, pressing his hips into mine, so I could feel the rigid length of him. “I don’t want a Queen, little Null. I want to burn alive in you before the world ends. And you, you’re going

It was d​ark,‍ grainy, and green-tin​t‍ed, but the shape o‍f t‌he cargo ship Iron Lady was unmistaka​ble. And so wer⁠e the three speedboats fla‍nkin⁠g it. "S​tatu‍s," Lorenzo barked‍, sitt⁠ing down a⁠n​d p‌utting on a heads‍et. "​P‌ir⁠ates are boarding," Giova‍nni said, his fingers flying across a keyboard. "The‍y have jammed th⁠e ship's distr‍e‌ss beacon. The crew is in the citadel (p​anic room), b​ut⁠ th‌e br‌idge is vulne⁠rable."

" 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 Ghost Army is holding the Bastion. What is your status?" "We have a localized extinction event bearing down on our position in the real world," Ren spoke rapidly, his eyes tracking the Behemoth's slow, inexorable advance on Kara's monitors. "A Vanguard Behemoth. It's shielded, and we don't have the heavy ordinance to crack it."

It had been the site of something significant before the fortress was built. Before any wolf set stone on stone in this territory. The same reason the guardian family built here. The same reason Mara Nightmoon chose this fortress as the place the final carrier would come to. "Isolde?” I said. "Yes," she said. "Did the records say what happened to the second generation carrier," I said. "The one who could read living systems." "She became an anchor," she said. "Not the anchor Elara provided during your activation. Something larger. The carrier who reads the memory of living systems