Beast Cookies X Reader Novels & Stories

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

The subtle shuffling of papers and the nonchalant posture she assumes create the illusion of a casual reader engrossed in a novel. The door creaks open almost immediately and Marisol is not surprised to see Caleb walk in. His eyes ever so suspicious as he takes in the sight Marisol sits admists. "What are you doing, Marisol? Why the sudden interest in the pack's layout?" “Morning to you too, Caleb, Alpha of Redwood.” She answers, looking up from her book. Caleb sighs tiredly, running a hand through his hair. “What are you up to this time around, Marisol? You accosted my mate in the kitchen with weird questions too. What is all this about?”

"I want you to explain how you know about the full moon." "We told you," Marta said quickly. "Everyone knows—" "Everyone knows the beast king is cursed," Kael interrupted. "Not everyone knows the specific timing of his transformations. So I'll ask again—how do you know?" The silence stretched taut between us. I could see my aunt and uncle struggling with something, their faces tight with fear and indecision. "Answer him," I said quietly. "Or I'll let him tear the answers from your throats." "People talk," Henrik said finally. "Travelers, merchants. Word spreads about these things."

He looked lean yet strong. I tried to get up to be polite yet Xavier would not let go. I huffed as I stopped trying. "Hello my friend. I- Woah who might this beauty be?" he asked as when he saw. I start to blush due to the attention. I also noticed he had a British accent. Xavier cleared his throat. "Bella met Noah, my Beta. Noah met Bella, my Mate." he introduced us to each other. "You finally found your mate. And need I add, she is gorgeous." he said. "Hi Bella it's a pleasure to meet you." he said while giving his hands out.

And suddenly, he was…was that even possible? As though he could read through her mind, Kael grinned and backed off. “You're wondering how I touched you,” Her eyes widened. How the heck did he read her thoughts too?! “Well, I can go any mile just to get what I want, little flame. And no foolish thing can block me from touching mine.” he added with a low groan which instantly turned her on. She wanted to say something, but she lost the right words. She tried to mind link Zara, but it felt empty–like there was no connection.

I honestly feel like I’ve won the lottery. Becca returns my smile, revealing her dimples. Is it too soon to be in love? “My mate. I’m Becca Jade Mathers. My wolf is Ellie, and we are both pleased to finally be with you,” she says. The Nurse brings in a pitiful meal, and the look on her face says she knows it. The tray contains several sandwiches, packets of crisps and biscuits. “Can I get you a cup of tea?,” she asks kindly.

She sits up straight in her chair, leaning in. I nod. “Well, imagine something like one of those beasts—the long snout, pointy fangs, enormous tongue that doesn’t quite fit, uncontrollable slobbering, mangy fur, and these evil-looking unholy eyes. Imagine being caught somewhere between that wolf-like creature and a human. Mangled, twisted bones set at strange angles with patches of skin and tufts of fur.” I shake my head, my stomach turning just thinking about it. No, I can’t allow her to see me. Bexley isn’t leaning away from me. She doesn’t get up and dart out the door. Instead, she reaches a hand across the table. My paw lies within her reach. I want to pull it away, but I don’t.

“Go, Mirabel.” She pushed the door open and vanished into the shadows of the servant’s corridor. I stood in the middle of the room, clutching the book to my chest. I was alone again. But as I looked at the bite on my neck in the mirror, I realized that for the first time, the "beast" wasn't the thing I was most afraid of. It was the people who were supposed to love me and the fact that even if I survived pretending I wouldn't survive when it came to actually fulfilling my duties as a mate.

he bent down and said in her ear "I am your monster and you are my Dark Hidden Paradise " ///Guys...it's Sriste here....it's a story of some dangerous mystery with obsessjve love...so please support me with your love...I can tell u all that I will make you love with every character in story...Follow me in my Instagram : sriste__author.///

After that, I'm not sure what to do. "The Beast Oracle is only a legend...Not a real being...right," she whispers, and I growl as the disrespectful term leaves her beautiful lips. Hurt and betrayal whip through my mind. My mate is just like all of them. We fight and die so they can live in peace and safety, but we are called beasts.