Romans & histoires Beastars Human

Maybe you will start loving your husband—. "That man can't be loved! He is not even human! He is a beast!" Hazel said infuriated and woman looked at her startled. "But who knows if the beast can become human for the beauty? I will say if you love your aunt you should accept her last wish..no matter how much it hurts you... you should do it for your love one and there is no guarantee that your marriage will fail. Maybe you will really be lucky to with that man....." Hazel listened to the woman attentively before the ringing of the lady's phone made them stop.

Before Romano could utter another word, Fernando grabbed a handful of his hair, yanking him off the ground as he gasped in pain. “Please!” Romano croaked, fear rising in his throat. “Don’t do what you are about to do, amigo! We can work this out!” But it was too late. Fernando’s grip tightened around his neck, a stubborn rope of revenge. “No one will save you—not even your minions. Look at them, shaking like chickens,” he growled, glaring at the trembling men who stood by, frozen in fear. They were as stiff as statues, weapons in their hands but lacking the courage to intervene. Fernando was a beast incarnate, a creature forged from a unique gene that made him stronger and faster than any hu

“But it’s chaotic—and those humans are dangerous, Eda. Don’t you know what happened to the packs under the Beast King? They were captured and used as experiments by humans. That’s why we stay away from them, so we don’t get involved.” “But they were all rescued, Mama! The Beast Queen is so cool—she’s the reason all the shifters were saved. Someday, I want to meet her. I want to be strong like her too.” “The Beast Queen is neither human nor shifter. She’s a creature that doesn’t live in our world,” she replied, and I smiled. “That’s why I admire her. I hope my mate is as kind and loving as the Beast King,” I said with a giggle. My mom just shook her head and finished styling my hair.

"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." Even though I had refused, he secretly took the keys and gave them to her. What he didn't know was that this betrayal had cost me everything. The starving bears, having devoured my severed hand, charged after me. I had no choice but to scramble up the iron netting and scream for help. But Zayla hadn't gone far. She stood nearby, laughing, and threw rocks at me as if I were a monkey. Stone after stone struck my body. "Die, you filthy woman! Your son would never claim a wretch like you as his mother!"

In all my life, have never imagined myself being in this kind of situation where I would be going on this kind of mission which could cost me my life. "So guys, one thing about these monsters is, they are bloodthirsty. They crave for blood and that made them just like zombies but they aren't zombies. They are something much more powerful and stronger and faster than zombies. Believe me guys, these monsters are in their right state of mind except that they get really wide at the smell of a blood. Apart from the blood they always crave for and their abilities, there's no difference among us. And about the beast species. As you all know, they are the deadliest among these monsters. Beast specie

the unbothered Hunter said with a smile. Edgar came to the rescue, “Well, our alpha wasn’t in a good mood before. So, he drove the car by himself and left us alone. We don’t have money to use in order to go back. It’s not like we can shape-shift and run to the street in our beast forms. The police will shoot us.” Edgar pouted his lips. The last words Edgar said made Maxine enlightened. Humans are scared of beast. At the same time, beasts are also scared of humans and that’s why they are living in secret.

“Your beast emerged on the full moon night yesterday, didn't it?” “No, General.” It was disappointing that his beast failed to awaken when he needed it the most. “I'm convinced that you're human as we speak. How then do you plan to fight Marcus without your beast?” Tally, Anthony, and Jacob came strolling out of the busy corridor after the convention ended. “Are you sure the medical process hasn't destroyed your beast and turned you into a complete human?” Tally asked, his brow furrowed quizzically. “That… I can't tell,” Anthony answered.

“Yes, it was Amelia. She had been brutally abused and dying when they found her. Since then, she lost her great ability in fighting and military operating. She couldn’t even recover from the wounds like other wolves.” I bit my lower lips deeply until the taste of blood forced me to retrieve calmness. “W…was it…h…human?” I swallowed thickly, before stuttering with a shaking voice. Why did I ask the question? I had already known the answer, hadn’t I? Xavier looked at worriedly with a nod, “it’s a human organization.” Tears distorted my vision but I managed to blink them back. My mind was whirling as I started to hyperventilate. My legs and waist were weak like jelly, my body slumping against h

“Cold?” “Freezing,” I muttered, even though his sweaty jersey was ten times worse. He ruffled my hair—messy, playful, the way only a big brother would… but to outsiders? Yeah, it probably looked weird. Especially since we didn’t look even remotely related. Not the same hair. Not the same face. Not the same build. Nothing. “Don’t look at Xavier,” Henry said suddenly, voice dropping to a warning whisper. “He’s a monster.” I blinked. “Who?”

"You…" Felix hesitated, his handsome face tinged with sympathy. Among the beastmen, he was unusual—one of the rare few who preferred human ways of living, and thus he knew a little about our kind. Yet even so, he had never imagined that human society, so advanced and prosperous, could still leave someone to live as miserably as I had. He couldn't understand my parents. Even in the great beastman clans, where offspring were numerous and favoritism existed, they followed the law of the wild—survival of the fittest. Favoring the weak over the strong was something unseen and unheard of.