Beastars Ship Novels & Stories

"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.

They used a specialized vacuum-transfer system to suck the gemstones into reinforced canisters, while the bonds were packed into waterproof cases. ​"Roman, we have a problem," Silas barked over the comms. "Arthur just triggered a 'Total Loss' beacon. He’s called the Coast Guard. He knows the first two shipments are gone and he’s panicking. He’s sent a distress signal claiming piracy. You have four minutes before the cutters are on your tail." ​"We only need three," Roman said. ​He looked at the captain, who was still trembling by the console. Roman reached out and pulled the ship’s logbook from the desk, stuffing it into his vest.

"The girl is corrupted data. She is no longer fit for the Breeding Program. And the Donor... kill him. We don't need a Beast that thinks it's a man." --- ### The Rejection The soldiers stepped forward. But they didn't raise rifles. I watched in silent, paralyzed horror as their bodies began to buckle and snap. It was the sound of dry wood breaking. Their spines elongated, their clothes tearing as thick, coarse fur erupted from their pores. These weren't the "Enforcers" of the digital world. These were the **War-Hounds** of the real 2026. They were wolves the size of small cars, their breath hot and smelling of raw copper.

The High Priestess lowered her hand. “Then may the sea bury all of you.” Hunters fired. Silver arrows filled the sky. “DOWN!” Darius roared. Chaos exploded again. Gabriel grabbed me before the arrows could hit while Cassian and Lucien fought beside the ship railing. The spirit beast leaped upward suddenly— silver fire burst from its mouth directly into the storm. Half the arrows burned instantly. The rest slammed into the ship. Wood cracked loudly. Trevor screamed dramatically while crawling across the deck.

will they live happily and peacefully like today? “Report to me all the details of where they go and what they do. "I said seriously, Jimbe immediately nodded at me before he stood up and put both hands in his pocket. “Noted that Sir” Jimbe said and bowed before he turned his back to me and leave my office.

Boom! Bam, bam, bam! Earth-scorching Skyfire hit one of the tentacles accurately, producing a thunderous sound. However, Andrius’ expression grew darker. When the dust cleared, he saw the tentacle only had a slight scorch mark. It was like a person getting a small blister on their finger. It was basically harmless. Andrius’ heart sank to the depths. This thing was truly difficult to handle. “Quick! I’ll do my best to hold off the beast. Noir, you all try to stabilize the ship. Leon, steer the ship out of this area as fast as you can.” Andrius had no other choice.

Whatever she was to The Beast, to us, would be a puzzle to get to later. The wolves converged on the small island, having disobeyed me, as I surfaced dumping the body and the gator spilling them onto the silty mud. The Beast receded allowing me control, as I surveyed the damage. Beau, my second in command, pulled his human side forward and I did the same.

That was when I realized those eyes weren’t Knight’s, so it was his beast all along. “I can accept anyone calling me that,” he continued. “But my mate… my future Luna… will call me by my name. Only my name.” He leaned toward my neck, lips brushing the skin lightly, making my breath shatter. “Or,” he whispered, “you can give me a daring name to claim me with.” “There is no difference between a beast and a monster,” I muttered. His grip tightened dangerously. “Do not provoke me.” Taking in a deep breath and at the same time desperate to break the moment, I blurted, “But a beast needs a real name. Like Knight has his. What’s yours?”

I didn’t even give them a chance to reply and zoomed off with Samantha. … When I got to the underground they had bounded Bane in, I could hear sounds from inside. Beastly sounds. Beta Thomas was at the entrance. He leaned there, just waiting. “You’re here, Audrey. Let me see if you can tame your beastly mate,” He retorted mockingly. I knew he was afraid too. He was just trying to play cool, obviously. Totally ignoring whatever he had just said, I made my way total the basement, calmly. I had left Samantha outside.

"We'd give a similar answer in his shoes. XO bring the ship about. Let's see what our bow batteries can do to the hull of those standoff ships. Load the Super-density shells!" Gracefully the lumbering Battlestar turned his bow toward the closest Idolator Lance escort and began blasting both dorsal cannons and fixed bow cannons. The massive super-density shells erupted silently from their barrels and whistled toward their targets with enormous speed. At the same time the first eighty fighters shot out of their launch tubes and took defensive positions around the Battlestar, soon to be followed by their comrades being loaded into the now empty tubes.