Harlequin Rabbit Beastars Novels & Stories

I can't even bring myself to pick up the meat in front of me. They look so hostile and uninviting in their beast's forms-nothing like when I see them in human form. "Eat. Then we get you clean. Then you go to the hole. Alpha must make decisions," she says brokenly before she grabs a rabbit hanging on a cord surrounded by about ten others.

’ He asked. “Beasty, why did you stop me?” Alaric asked again. “Elder Ozul has asked us to do our work silently. We have to kill every mutt in the entire world by killing her tonight; this pack members would have been alerted. On the top, the family of that girl would have started hunting us from tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.” Beast replied. “So, stay calm, and there is nothing to hurry about. Do you know the story of a rabbit and a tortoise? We have to act like the tortoise to win this race.” He spoke. “Now, dare you to ask anything from me.” He warned.

She moved to the couch and read the newspaper with her. On the cover page is a picture of a boar beast eating peacefully beside a boulder. On the right of it, in a column, read: “The Royal Hunting Event will be held in a few weeks! Pack your equipment and ready your mounts! Each monster will be graded with points and every point counts!” Nene looked at the picture in awe. “Whoah… That’s a big boar beast… What is that?” “It’s Boraria Hard Tusk. Usualluy, that beast can fetch 50 points. I’m surprised they can get the picture so close.”

[POV: Colin Smith] Colin sprinted forward weaving around the trees, instinctively avoiding the undergrowth and bumps. After four long years, he was used to running around in the forest. The blasted animal was faster than he had thought. He had been following a thunder-rabbit for a few minutes now. They were a magical beast that looked similar to rabbits, only as big as a dog and their furs stood on ends with shades of purple. It was one of the few D tier beasts that also had a blood sack. Not only were their meat a delicacy, but a blood sack from a D tier beast could also be sold for three silver coins. Which was a lot of money for someone like Colin.

“It’s a pleasure to see not just two great Humanes but four of them; one of each is enough to fully annihilate a thousands ordinary beast beings. All at once. I’m honored.“ Hailed a bald dark skinned male with the letter ‘H’ tattooed on his lower chin looking more like a traditional lower Ichin tattoo. Dressed in a long, flowing white robe with long sleeves decorated with golden embroidery around his neck-line down to his chest and both the tips of his sleeves while holding a cap closer to his chest area. ‘A thousand beast’ is the way beings outside the Beast kingdom do gauge each and everyone’s potential or know how strong they are in respect to Beasts elevated population. And to my idea, i

he said teasing me in a reassuring manner, making me chuckle at his words. “Okay, lead the way,” I replied. We stood in the middle of the forest. Our cracking bones echoed through the forest, and my brown coated wolf came into view. Elliot was an Auburn black wolf, he was a little larger than me and his eyes were two different shades. I growled playfully and Elliot seemed to shake his head.

She seemed to be full every time the men left. When I took water into Rebecca's room, I noticed her face glowing, and her tummy had grown bigger too. "Everly, come look! This is the bloodstone I'm growing. It'll come out in another month. After Mom sells it for a good price, we'll be living the high life!" I touched Rebecca's tummy and felt something move under the skin. I drew my hand back with a start. "Rebecca, is being a rabbit-woman really that great?" I couldn't help but ask. "Mom gave me a pouch of spices yesterday and told me to let it burn as I slept."

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 moved like I was shedding my past, every motion a quiet rebellion against everything I’d lost. Vivia laughed beside me, spinning in her silver heels. “See? I told you the city could wake the dead!” I smiled, really smiled, and let the rhythm carry me. But it didn't last long. A fight broke out so fast the music didn’t even stop. A crash of glass. A snarl. Two wolves slammed into a table near the bar, sending bottles flying. One was a bulky male, with the mark of Crimson Fang, fierce and impulsive. The other, smaller but faster, bore the faint mark of Iron Claw, all sharp angles and cunning eyes.

His grip grew stronger as he held both of my arms down, and when he bit deeper, my blood finally broke through the skin, flowing freely, dripping to the floor in heavy, red drops I could see with my own eyes. I let my gaze drift across the room, and I caught sight of the other beasts. They were frozen, staring at Zenor as he sank his teeth into my arm. Their expressions, they were... blank, stunned. Like they couldn’t believe what they were seeing. "Zenor, that's enough. You're going to get yourself killed by the Alphas," said one of the beasts firmly, trying to stop him. But the warrior didn’t listen, he kept gnawing at my skin