Beastars Ship Novels & Stories

"For the moment, we are clear." Already moving in the direction of the closest servicing hatch, Damien gave the command, "Push forward." With excitement pumping through my veins despite the icy cold piercing my flesh, I trailed closely behind. Every step seemed like a war countdown. The Beast's Insides The fortress's interior was mechanized - a twisting maze of steel corridors dotted with humming power wires and flashing consoles — chilly and antiseptic. It felt... alive all around. According to Kyle, who was looking at a rough diagram of the ship's structure, "we have three levels to clear before reaching the command core." "High levels of security... automated defenses"

Crates of eggs were overturned, and food spilt across the ground. Most mothers yanked their daughters by the arms; guards shouted orders, but no one followed as boots pounded in all directions. An old man whispered as he fled past, “The Beast is hungry again.” “The Dreadborns are here!” Kaerith’s stomach clenched.

“No. I’m not sure. The reason why I didn’t attend the auction was that Moses warned me about it.” “Moses Braddson?” Of course, like Terzo said, the Krosses and Braddsons shared the same common ground. The Kross Industries and the Hover were working together on the biggest project in history. “He warned me about the Beavers’ involvement in the trafficking ring that there’s gonna be a set of women to be sold at the auction. Your Italian mafia friend would be there. So I thought you’d like to save lives.” “You should have warned me first.” I sighed deeply, staring at him, but I felt like there was more to this story, and he hadn’t told me everything.

said Mihi taking his hand and running towards the seashore. “Come! This way” said Mihi dragging him along with her. They reached near the shore, there was yacht parked in front of them. “Get on the yacht. Hurry!!” shouted Mihi and they got on the yacht. Mihi started the engine and drove away before the other vampires can reach them. They didn’t ask each other any question during the time they were trying to get away from them. Mihi’s heart was racing faster than the engine of yacht while driving as fast as the yacht can go and Jaemin could hear her heartbeat clearly.

What is Beast made of, anyhow, steel? “Ouch,” Shocked by my voice, Beast turns around to study me. I don’t lift my head to stare into his heavy beard and his blonde hair covering the rest of his face. The flowers on the ground are more soothing. “I’m sorry... Did I hurt you?” What the actual fuck? Flabbergasted, I glance around to figure out who talked. As expected, there isn’t any other person around us, which means-... “Marina?”

Noire said, “It will be much safer to go through the Northern Wolf Guild’s passage. You will encounter Origin Beasts at any time in other undeveloped locations. Besides, you will also encounter robbery halfway... However, Aisha can discover the locations of the Origin Beasts in advance, so our chances of survival are high without the need for the pointless expense. The airship plunged headlong. Aisha closed her eyes, detected the locations of the Origin Beasts, and directed Noire about the landing direction. However, a group of people rushed out and surrounded them the moment the airship landed.

In other words, the Beast Controller Plate was equivalent to magic storage that could hold living things. At the thought of that, Caspian quickly unlocked the Beast Controller Plate, and just as he expected, there was also a third-rank wild beast in the shape of a deer. However, unlike the Azure Moon Silver Wolf, the deer-shaped monster had dull eyes. After being released by Caspian, it stood there motionless. If it did not blink and breathe occasionally, Caspian would have suspected that it was a sculpture.

Isobelle It had been a month since our excursion to Forest Hills. The boys had been spending the past couple of weeks training some new rangers. Now our communities all came under one banner, it meant shifters from all over Whitehaven could be posted anywhere in the state. They mixed teams into cats, bears, foxes, and wolves.

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

They were obviously lying and I had nothing to do with it. When I was contemplating on a way to sound them out, I heard a finger snapping before the fire was instantly accelerated around them. Their figures now were engulfed in the flame, and their screams became harsher. I was astonished to look at Mr. Drakos while he raised his brow and reminded coldly, both to me and to the wolves, “I have very little patience.” “It’s Beta Dean!” The wolf hastily blurted out, “Beta Dean told us to kill the slave girl Alpha Xavier bought from the auction, and he signaled us at the table.”