Bungo Stray Dogs: Beast Light Novel Novels & Stories

Beastmen males always died in their beast form - she was starting to loose her ability to stay human. "Shuule, I'm so sorry, please, please try to put your ears away," He hissed. He didn't think she could hear him, but as the eagles started to descend on them, with a whimper, she complied. ---- Meanwhile in the City of Beasts, it was a crisp sunny day. It was still hot, but much cooler than it had been even just a few days ago. A young woman was laying out next to the waterhole, aimlessly scribbling on a piece of parchment with charcoal. Her auburn hair was braided and rolled into a bun on the top of her head, with white flowers woven in. Next to her, two leopards were stretched out, one ver

Hayden watch the scene in front of him in surprise while kyle quickly button up his shirt. " Let her be " hayden said to the troubled maid and Margret nodded before walking away. Turning his gaze to Joyce he asked " What is the matter ? " " It's Beast clan. The beasts in beast clan has gone crazy, the company is full of blood and... " She couldn't continue as she start sobbing. Hayden didn't reply or blink for a while as he stood still , allowing his paranormal sense to work it's wonder. Firstly he heard the wailing of the humans then growls from many beasts from a distance and finally Isabella's shaky voice.

the driver asked. “In the Light Bar,” Aisha responded. She thinks she might go to the bar and need a drink to forget what happened a while ago. “I will fucking kill that girl with your husband, Aisha! I will fucking kill her! How are they making you cry, and that asshole! How dare he hurts you?!” Kai—her wolf, was understandably more aggressive than usual. Aisha held onto her chest; she could still hear the loud beating of her heart; Kai was about to go and take over her body, “Calm down, Kai. I settled that already; keep quiet,”

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“Come on, get your fight on.” Loyal to our cause, Gawain, Tameka, Kenzie, and Kourtney dispersed seamlessly, each engaging in their individual skirmishes, determined to emerge victorious. In the heat of the moment, there was no room for hesitation, only a raw, instinctive drive to overcome the opposition. A mad, bestial bawl rumbled under the sun and the ground quaked with giant paws. “Lykoan!” Zebeon yelled. “Call off your dogs, or I’ll make your whore drink the fucking serum.”

“Joel! Move!” Joel leapt aside just as Elora unleashed a torrent of energy. The beam struck Rowan square in the chest, lifting him off his feet and slamming him into a stone monolith. Cracks spiderwebbed across its surface as Rowan’s beast form let out a deafening, enraged howl. When the light faded, he collapsed to his knees, smoke rising from his singed fur. His pack hesitated, their golden eyes darting between their fallen leader and the girl blazing like a goddess in the moonlight.

Kael lunged at the creature instantly, half shifted, claws glowing faintly. Darius rushed in from the other side, sword drawn. The stranger leapt forward with inhuman speed. The beast struck. Kael hit the wall with a sickening crack. Kaden charged, teeth bared. Darius’s blade sliced through shadow, but the creature reformed instantly. Damon watched, amused. Cassandra screamed. The beast’s head snapped toward her. And it lunged. Straight for her. Cassandra’s face went white. She stumbled backward, tripping over a broken stone. She fell hard, hands scraping against the floor. The beast opened its jaws, shadows swirling inside the void of its mouth.

He didn't look human; he looked like a god of the underworld. ​He didn't run. He walked. Every step he took left a deep indentation in the earth. He was savoring the hunt. He wanted me to feel the hopelessness of escape. ​"RUN!" I screamed. ​I shoved Jax away with a strength that sent him flying ten feet toward the river path. He scrambled to his feet and vanished into the darkness. ​The Beast didn't chase him. It didn't care about Jax. Its eyes stayed locked on me. It let out a huff of air that smelled like ozone and woodsmoke.

The vendor glanced warily left and right, confirming no one was watching, before gesturing for the beastkin to approach. This was a wolfhound beastkin. He was tall and slender, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. When he stood, he blocked out the bar lights, which cast a shadow over me. Before I could react, the vendor yanked the crude collar around his neck, forcing him to his knees before removing the rusty muzzle.