Beatrix Slime Rancher Novels & Stories

Vic said complaining to himself. "Detect!!" "How can the chest be under the leg?" Vic was surprised.

She sits up straight in her chair, leaning in. I nod. “Well, imagine something like one of those beasts—the long snout, pointy fangs, enormous tongue that doesn’t quite fit, uncontrollable slobbering, mangy fur, and these evil-looking unholy eyes. Imagine being caught somewhere between that wolf-like creature and a human. Mangled, twisted bones set at strange angles with patches of skin and tufts of fur.” I shake my head, my stomach turning just thinking about it. No, I can’t allow her to see me. Bexley isn’t leaning away from me. She doesn’t get up and dart out the door. Instead, she reaches a hand across the table. My paw lies within her reach. I want to pull it away, but I don’t.

And when I survived, she threw me into the bear enclosure at the zoo. Though I had been a zookeeper for years, bears were wild, dangerous creatures. In a desperate bid for survival, I sacrificed one of my own hands to distract the bears and ran toward the emergency exit. But when I reached for my keys, they were gone. In that moment of terror, I realized that Zach had given them to Zayla. "Come on, Joey. Zayla's just curious about the animals. She's pregnant, so be more patient with her. Besides, most of the animals are gentle. It's not like she'll go near the dangerous ones."

Being trained as a slave and being constantly instructed to be comply with whatever from authorities, I had forget my ability to think independent. I was too oblivious. “Do you mean…that most of the slaves are guilty for something?” my lips were trembling as I asked the question. “Yes,” Samantha looked at me bemusedly, “Most. But I suppose you’re not Val? Because you look very different from them. You are always gallant and frank, and those qualities will never be found on other slaves. Have you noticed that Ben always seemed to be timid in front of those servants? I can tell you that he would just freak out while facing with a master. It was because his parents used to be in the army and th

Effect: +1 luck. Last wishes of weak pink slimes? Now that he looked around, Zen saw that there were no more tiny pink slimes using him as a playground. Only one was left, and it was the only one who wanted to become his pet. “Meep!” Zen accepted the request, and he received a new title. === Slime Tamer Description: Your compassion for the weak baby slimes moved their hearts. Effects: You can summon a pink slime pet in dungeons floors 1 to 10 for 5 seconds every 2 minutes.

If he forced me to crawl in the garbage to get him, I was going to be pissed. My gaze locked on the sliver of light as the guy emerged from the back of the dumpster onto a small patch of dirt. What a fucking idiot. He was no more than five foot eight, not even coming to my shoulders. I flicked my wrist, causing the silver ring on my middle finger to glint in the low light. “Please,” he begged while putting his hands in the air. “Just take it.” He held out his trembling hands to me, weeping rivers of tears. “I just needed something to eat.”

"You're Welcome…..hmm, Elder Mikhail..I'm hoping you and your clan would be able to share with Aeternum your secret of how to handle and breed the Slimes…as you know, I'm quite fond of it….I find the slimes to be very useful.." "Slimes?…of course, it wasn't that secretive at all..it's the same as taming other monsters…in fact slime is much easier to tame….slimes are quite fascinating…though they may looks like a puddle of moving goo…if breed with care…it can do everything..cleaning, purifying liquids..it can even be food source..we survive in the settlement, by eating meat slimes and drinking slimes purified water…amazing right?..". (Elder Mikhail) Unlike Matriarch Kasuma, Elder Mikhail was

No, this was about losing something that he thought he owned. Drake growled, and Samantha turned her head sharply in his direction. "All right, My Beast, don't start breathing fire. Cool heads need to prevail here." "Your Beast, huh?" Drake smirked. "Yeah. You're name is Drake. That's a dragon, you sounded like your were about to roar, you were definitely growling, I think if you get mad enough, you might just breathe fire. So, My Beast." Vulcan watched this by-play with a great deal of humor. The woman shouldn't know his friend that well. But, it seemed that she did, indeed know him, and know him well.

he asked Duke, not minding my presence. "Yes, babe, she's my steward," Duke responded dryly. If I am not mistaken, she is Marie, the second daughter of the Menejez tribe; they lived near the Criose territory, the most hard-headed tribe; they were called the black sheep tribe. They don't follow the rules; they are killed once every hundred years via poisoning or hunting. They were the main reason why we wolves were almost exposed, and now, humans do believe we exist and continually hunt us. Either to kill or to attract people for money.

My tone is pleading with him to leave peacefully. He seems to sense my desperation because he flashes an evil grin, one that suggests that he's not going anywhere, not without a fight that is. "Why? Don't you want me to say hi to the human?" "James." I warn. "I'm sure he would like me. I know I would, I can smell him and it's been a long day, I think u need to entertain myself." My eyes widen as realisation hits me. Sky is bleeding and I remember Amelia saying something about demons feeding on humans just for the sake of it, oh no!