Beast Of Beauclair Novels & Stories

Ma'am Miles said then she held my wrist before she pulled me for a walk. I don't know why Ma'am Miles is being like this the only thing on my mind is, that the costumers who want to see is a dangerous person so Ma'am Miles was so nervous and scared. We walked to the end of the counter and we immediately stopped at someone , his wearing a suit and you could tell that his rich and handsome man. I couldn’t help but shudder when I saw how serious he was while looking at me! what the hell? why are you looking at me? I want to ask that but I can't do it for fear that I don't know the reason.

We struggled to heft her with our lungs on fire, pushing upward, the blackness closing in. I broke free of the water, pulled in a gasp of air, and pulled her up with me before I deposited her on the shallow, beside the pool. Beau rushed up, naked in his human form. I pushed the Beast’s form back as effortlessly as I did the wolf. Distraught, he ran his hands into his hair looking at the pale-furred creature before us, he recognized his mate in any form. Bri, within a lycanthrope form, as formidable as my own. She had become a rougarou. I placed my ear over her chest as Beau bent down checking for a pulse.

“I’m willing to publicly apologize. And I will offer the Beast Fire granted to me by the Beast God to the tribe, to help everyone survive the cold season.” “Beast Fire? Is that real?” “I can’t even imagine how warm that must be!” The crowd erupted into even louder discussion. Clar knew seeing was believing. She leaned toward Luna and whispered for him to bring some Beast Fire. Iris glared at Clar viciously. If she was going down, Clar had to go with her. After a while, Luna returned to the square, holding the Beast Fire. Only then did the crowd truly believe Clar. One by one, the beastmen knelt down, shouting loudly:

The spells within promised immense strength and near invincibility, but they also carried dire warnings of the cost. Ignoring the warnings, Lola decided this was her path to power. She began to recite the incantations, her voice low and filled with determination. The air around her crackled with dark energy as she chanted, and shadows seemed to come alive. The transformation was swift and brutal. Her body contorted and grew, pain searing through her veins. In moments, she was no longer human but the dreaded Beast of Gévaudan. With a roar that shook the forest, Lola-the-Beast tore through the walls of the archive, emerging into the night with newfound power and an insatiable hunger. She had b

The beast was furious as it couldn't attack her with its claw,so it opened it's mouth wide to attack again. There was a small flashing yellow light coming from far ,which made the sight of the beast more distinguishable..There were long canines ..sharper than knives...Hairy face like a bear..but she knew it wasn't a bear..it looked more like..a wolf..but not an ordinary wolf... This one was gigantic .. "Oh my God what the fuck is that? Oh my ..Hellllllllppppppp! Hellllllllllllp me anybodyyyyyyyyyy! "

And the compact. I was supposed to be gone by now. I was supposed to have slipped poison into his glass, smiled, said goodbye. This place is going to burn. Claire said there’ll be a decoy. A body. You’ll be free. And yet—I’m here. Beneath the man I’m supposed to kill. Letting him kiss me like I’ll never breathe again if he stops.

"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.

Lucien stepped back. "What is that?" Aurel answered in a whisper. "The Void Beast." "The first creature ever consumed by the Void." The monster roared. The sound shattered nearby cliffs. Its massive claw swept across the battlefield. The impact sent everyone flying. I crashed into a broken pillar. Pain shot through my shoulder. Before I could rise, the beast was already above me. Its claw descended. "Emilia!" Wesley shouted. A flash of silver light crossed my vision. Aurel intercepted the attack with the Spear of Dawn.

And there he was. Kael stood framed in moonlight, a dark god of war, his coat whipping in the wind, his golden eyes blazing like wildfire. Beside him, Violet’s silver-lit gaze burned like a star, her hair haloed in magic. Kael leapt. He hit the earth with a force that shook the clearing, a plume of dust and smoke spiraling upward to swallow his figure. When it cleared, the Beast-Wolf stood there. Gray fur bristling. Claws like knives. Eyes molten gold, glowing with primal fury. He let out a sound that wasn’t a growl, wasn’t a roar—it was the sound of death coming.

"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."