Novel & Cerita Berserk Beast

What he meant was awareness of their surroundings. Leqaria tilts her head to the side and blinks her eyes at them innocently. "Are you going to tell or not?" Heiytu sighed again. "In the Book of Beast II, which you should have learned in middle school, taught us about the level of beasts. [E-] is the lowest level rank beast and much easier to defeat. The strength of the beast increases toward the next rank, Rank [E], [E+], [D-] until Rank [A+]. Above Rank [A+] is called Rank [S]. While Rank [SSS], which was the highest-ranking beast, was the hardest to defeat. Even a God Class Mecha may not be able to defeat one alone. Do you understand?"

“Did you feel that?” Before Lyra could answer, the wall behind them groaned — and shattered. A monstrous wolf exploded through the stone. But it wasn't a regular wolf. It was a thing. Twice the size of any werewolf. Eyes glowing red. Mouth dripping black ichor. Chains dragged behind it, melted into its flesh. Nyra screamed. Riven sprang up, blades drawn. “*What the hell is that?*” Lyra shouted. “A berserker,” Riven snarled. “Celeste’s pet.”

"Let's go. Never seen that kind of performance before." … When I arrived at the center, I realized my life had been dull until this moment. The center, like its name suggested, was filled with all kinds of beastfolk. Adorable rabbits, seductive foxes, imposing wolf-dogs, outgoing and cheerful puppies, and more. This was heaven. The beastfolk were performing on the stage with all they had, showing off their charm as best as they could. The performer with the highest votes would be crowned Best Beastfolk Star, and they'd be awarded with a handsome amount of prize money.

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

I gritted, trying to reason with the Were beast who was leaning casually on one leg before he threw his head back and barked a laugh that set my ears on fire. ”Oh, Hardly Mr. Bayes, do you not see my disciples? Golly, I’d say it's quite the opposite.” The monster spat, after throwing his head back to the panting mass of wolves behind him, at his command. Their eyes wild and listless, exactly like his own. Pink with the blood of innocents. I watched as he tossed the length of an iron-tipped spare in between his large paws before smirking up at me, making my heart hammer to a panicked stop as I opened my mouth to call the Attack order.

He looked… cruel, immortal King. My instincts were urging me to run and hide but I couldn’t move from my spot. I was frozen, my eyes were stuck to the beast who was standing a there like he owned the world and everything and every person that existed on it. I couldn’t leave my friend behind. He had never turned his back on me and I was going to do the same, even if it cost me my life. Gideon was family and family was the only thing worth dying. “Aria?” My head snapped to the owner of the voice. My eyes connected with merciless, steel-gray ones. I shuddered at the intensity of his stare.

Beerus- Bear! Beerus links just as a howl rips through the air. Fear floods my body, and one thought runs through my head, "Jannah." Beerus and I respond on instinct alone. The thought of deer dinner is long gone as my body explodes with the pure need to protect. My legs stretch farther than they ever have as my claws tear through the soil. Garrett falls behind completely as I fly through the thick brush. Octavius- Jannah! I shout the link as a feeling of desperation fills my chest. After another ten seconds of running, my ears pick up on the loud sounds of fighting animals, and my nose fills with the scent of blood. My speed instantly increases, and my eyes begin to glow from Beerus's prese

The EMT lady cried in frustration. “I do not believe our perpetrator is a who. It shows more of a what, from the appearance of this death scene. Perhaps, a male black bear that preys on humans. They are hostile toward people, and whatever did this appears aggressive. It could be anything, although I won't accept this as the result of some human being doing.” The police director reveals this to his subordinates. “If this is an attack of a beast, then we are obliged to keep our eyes observant and ears alert. It could be lurking in the shadows. Stay wide-awake chaps, do not let your defenses down! Have your guns on standby and flashlight focus!” Another police officer shouted.

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.

I locked eyes with his violet gaze and let my beast seize total control. Liquid silver bleached the whites of my eyes. Muscles swelled with a dull tearing sound as my skeleton widened, doubling my bulk in a lethal combat transformation. I did not shift into the four‑meter giant wolf — to respect arena rules — but remained a two‑and‑a‑half‑meter berserker predator, forged solely to destroy. I surged forward with such power the stone slabs shattered beneath my bare feet. Varek tried to dart right to flank me — but my left hand closed like an iron trap around his throat mid‑motion. I halted his momentum instantly, and before he could sink teeth into my wrist, I drove a brutal headbutt straight