Beastars Voss 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.

Like someone mocking my existance and i vaguely saw his annoying smirk. Soldier A: Beast King. Urgent news. Beast King: What is it? Soldier A: A mysterious city appear out of nowhere in the hukan continent. Beast King: So that where this annoying feeling from... Everyone prepare for the battle. Move out, our target Human Continent. ---------------------------------------------------------------- 3rd person PoV

sends a signal to the people that these cruel evil creatures are ready to kill and eat them. Human-like dog members of the beast clan transform into huge brown wolves displaying their murderous lengthy sharp teeth. Their enormously carved claws slowly come off from their paws ready to gash humans' flesh. Victoria the half-bodied voluptuous and sophisticated female beast came with Larry by his side together with the other male beasts. She opens her mouth wide displaying her steel-strong fangs, extends her 6-feet black tongue, and spreads her gigantic black wings to frighten the townspeople. Her round red eyes are roaming side to side looking for a victim.

It seemed that he was determined to prove that Javier Leonidas’s crazy contest was nothing more than a mistake, and Crystal's whining all night would not go to waste. "What do you think? I am Crystal Leonidas! C-R-Y-S-T-A-L! Only a fool and a madman would miss the chance to marry me!" "Everyone is welcome, but not Elias. His job is to take care of Axelion and Aurora!" Xavier stood restlessly, his clear blue eyes squinting at the blond-haired man who was also aiming—Elias Parks, his own bodyguard. "Christian. Find out what ID Elias had used to sign up for this."

He answered. His words made total sense. As simple as he looked, he was wise and very accurate with his intuitions. "So what's your decision father. We both know that when you cross the damn river there is no point of return." I reminded him. "Damon, That Beast is searching for a breeder. A bond and mate. If luckily Hera proves herself worthy and its instinct is drawn fully to her, it won't harm her. I don't want to think the worst that's why I still have a ray of hope that she is still alive and being kept well." He answered.

The elders nodded but the fear remained in their eyes as they watched their King slowly slip away and the unholy monster begin to take his place. Jessebelle raised her well trimmed eyebrow and asked, "Who is her?" her face turned down in a frown. The king sighed, having no patience for the vexing woman beside him. And all of a sudden, like a wave it hit him... The sensation of his mates blood being drawn. Any control he had of his beast was gone as in the next few seconds he had trasformed completely with low growl. The elders all stood up and stepped back as the beast ran through the room and out of the meeting hall. Jessebelle stood up her eyes wide with fear and confusion before her knees

“Not today.” Vinefire erupted, coiling around the creature’s throat, pulling tight. The beast roared, trying to rip free. “Yeah, scream all you want,” Kairis muttered through clenched teeth. “You’re not going anywhere.” The vines tightened, then ignited—and the godbeast fell with a heavy, earth-shaking thud. Dorian wiped blood from his mouth. “Show-off.” “You’re welcome,” Kairis shot back. Another corrupted celestial flew down—this one wielding two blades, both dripping dark flame.

Iris. Lightning. Blinding lightning cracks across the sky, and that’s when I see it. A monstrosity. A towering werewolf, drenched in rain, muscles taut and rippling with barely restrained rage. Each limb looks sculpted for violence. Its fur is slick, dark, and matted from blood and storm. Its breath steams in the cold air. Plumes spiral around its snout. Its eyes, blazing gold. My heart stops. God… I just fell into another creature’s war. All of them, beasts of the moon. Beasts of the night. Oh no!

“I don’t know why. But I’ve served long enough to know that when Gorvane looks at someone the way he looks at you, it means one of two things: destruction, or something worse.” Kaerith’s fingers curled against the fabric of the dress. Her nails scraped the smooth silk. “I don’t want anything from him.” Madame Marita gave a dry smile. “That’s not the point.” She picked a stray curl from Kaerith’s shoulder. “The Beast doesn’t have affection. Not for his court. Not for his mate, Vythea. Not for his whores. And not for you. He takes what he wants, and when he’s done, there’s nothing left of who you were.”