Beatrix Slime Rancher Novels & Stories

Grant Gonas is the man the underworld fears and the business world admires. As the CEO of GONAS, a multibillion-dollar empire built over generations, he is known for his intelligence, discipline, and ruthless decisions. But beneath the image of a respected businessman lies a terrifying secret—Grant is the head of one of the most powerful mafia families in America. Feared as The Frozen Beast, he has no room for emotions, no patience for love, and no intention of letting anyone close enough to become his weakness. A high-stakes business meeting takes Grant from Los Angeles to San Diego, where he chooses to travel without the luxury and security that usually surround him. One rainy afternoon,

Dregs watched me and shook his head. "You can speak with them if you like, just meet me at our table when you finish. I'll get you a plate of beef," he said softly and pecked my cheek. I thanked him and headed to my friends. I was heading toward their table when the ground shook violently and sections started collapsing all around me. I turned to find Dregs and saw him lying beneath a large metal beam. An announcement rang through the area saying that Dracucians were attacking the planet and capturing our people to sell as slaves. The Dracucian were planet destroyers. I rushed to Dregs and helped him pull the debris from his lower half. I was about to ask if he was alright when he coughed up

he smiled, sipping his juice "Okay" Beatrix said, thinking carefully of the details to tell him, she wasn't one to tell people completely about herself. "Uhmm... like you know, I'm Beatrix, a barista during the day and a dancer at night" she said and looked at Paxton who continued staring at her, wondering if she was done telling about herself. "Are you done?" he asked and she smiled and nodded "Yeah" "You're saying like we just met, I didn't ask for an introduction because that's clearly and introduction" he was displeased

He pointed into the gloom. I increased the light from the globe in my hands, ready to fight, even more ready to run, but saw nothing. Then I noticed movement on the tunnel floor. It was low and flat, and gave off a green glow. It was moving slowly towards us, sliding across the ground. “What is it?” I asked. “A slime,” said Nyx. “Poisonous, probably. Once they attach themselves to you, they don’t let go. Vicious.” It looked like one of those robot vacuum cleaners, but rather than cleaning up, it left a trail of jelly in its wake. It didn’t seem particularly menacing. Slipping on the slime’s trail was probably the biggest danger; might have twisted an ankle.

"You know he is. My brother, Andy, had you a couple of years ago and told me some stories. Did you really make that kid urinate in class?" "Yes, I did," Kat answered, her tone serious. She hadn't thought it was funny at the time. "That was the second class I taught...it's not funny," Evan only laughed harder. "Oh, I'm sure of that, especially for the poor guy. Ah, I wish I had been there—I'd love to see The Beast in action," He stopped abruptly when the waiter made his reappearance with their plates. For Evan, a pan-seared rack of lamb encrusted with mint pesto and served with garlic green beans and new potatoes. Kat had ordered the lasagna verde with bechamel sauce and garnished with fried

She saw a slime monster plushy in a store and it looked so cute she couldn't resist the urge to buy it. Now what she sees in front of her at the moment was completely different. It was as if they were a pack of vicious beasts hungry for flesh. Kyla took out her sword, she came prepared. She stood in front of Amy, who was lying on the ground, the result of Kyla's strong hands shoving her away from the lake. Amy tried to use her only skill on the slimes. And it worked. [HYDRO SLIME] Rank: Common HP: 80 DEF:10 ATK:15

His speech and articulation had been very advanced for a four-year-old, but after pouting and frowning, he finally looked his age. “But running away won’t solve the problem. She’ll still tattle to your mom,” Ed said. He didn’t know who Rosemore was, but he followed the conversation. AJ smacked his forehead. “You’re right!” Reluctantly, he grabbed his bag. “What’s your name, mister?” AJ asked. Curious before they parted. “Just call me Beast.” Ed pointed to the scar on his face. AJ laughed. “You’re not as bad as the beast,” he said.

Nancy was going over a few beast-type magical creatures, discussing their rankings and abilities. "Slime, class-pawn creatures, rank at the bottom of the food chain. Slimes can stretch their body to unbelievable shapes, sizes, and have different abilities depending on the color. For example, Green Slime can excrete acid. Blue Slimes are water-based while Red Slimes are fire-based." Ms. Nancy had them open their books; on the page to the left was the picture of the different colored slimes, with information written on the bottom.

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.

she responded “ what about the Rancher's ? ” he inquires “ I do not know who you are talking about ” Sloan rasped puffing out her breath she held earlier “ it baffles me when you tell a lie to keep covering lies told” Bessie interrupted both mother and son stepping into the room with her slightly protruded belly “ Why did you step into my room you gold digger ? ” Sloan sneered staring at her in disgust “ I came to give you a present from Rancher ” Bessie replied smirking mischievously, Sloan's eye widened a bit in surprise as she swallowed hard