Beastly Beauty Novels & Stories

she stammered, her mouth wide open, her terrified eyes fixed on me “He… Said… It… Wasn’t… This… Happened… I… Shouldn’t… Be… Beautiful…” "Violet!" her mother cried in despair, but it was already too fast. Because, right there in front of all of us, in broad daylight, I saw Violet's eyes completely turn black. Her humanity and rationality vanished, giving way to a monstrous ferocity I had only witnessed in those creatures during the tournaments… Or in the chimera. That's when I understood. My blood probably wasn't the final ingredient for what Violet wanted, as she seemed to think. It was what Kent's new monster needed to know who to attack.

Confidence. Royalty. Pure perfection. Goddess! Well, will these praises would end here? Definitely Not. With the black office suit, with high ponytail, her long curly hairs falling to her waist was really a mesmerizing scene. Her perfect slender body was eye-catching, walking towards the stage, she sat down holding a mic near her mouth, she said,

A massive corrupted beast—something shaped like a lion but composed of bone, fog, and black water—lunged toward Alessia with fanged jaws wide. Alessia lifted a hand. “Down.” The beast froze midair and then slammed into the earth with enough force to crack the ground. Kael sliced its head clean off before it could rise again. Ianthe whistled. “Alessia’s not playing today.” “She never does,” Kael muttered. Seraphine clung to her satchel. “Th-this is worse than the Leviathan—” Rian choked, “Everything is worse than the Leviathan!”

MIA Flashes of cameras hit us as Big Kai led us up the stairs. We got into the building and the entire place screamed luxury. The hall is huge and filled with people dressed in beautiful white attire. I took in the environment as I walked further in. The music playing is slow and soothing followed by people's voices and the clicking of glass. Speaking of people, there are mostly black people here. I held onto Big Kai's hand a bit tightly, as I felt odd. There are a lot of beautiful black people and I can't see any white......

she stood taller, the spindly heels of her supple leather boots that buckled up her calf, disappearing under the long lacey wafts of the high-waisted lace and tulle bustle skirt that flared and billowed over her hips and rear. When Bri turned my jaw dropped and I noted Beau’s sharp inhale of breath. Brianna was always stunning. This? There were no words. Every curve and angle of her face was accentuated morphing her features into something beautifly primaly animalistic. The Beast roused in my head watching as those deep burgundy lips curved into a feline smile. Her lined eyes fluttered with heavy lashes as those green orbs shifted between us. The grey and purple smoke swept and contoured her

I start screaming, but we’re too far from any of the main trails for passersby to hear. Bea screams back at me – a bloodcurdling, forlorn sound, like a dying animal. I watch helplessly as her skin withers away; her eyes turn dark, blackness blossoming through her irises like two shadowy flowers. The darkness grows, and her eyes sink into hollow ebony pits. Her face splits open further – the skin pulling away to reveal a skeleton grin. She curls back her lips, now grey as ashes, to reveal a set of broken, slime-encrusted brown teeth. Even her hair is different, suddenly wet and smelling of rank, briny seawater as it writhes around her shoulders like a nest of vipers.

I wasn't in total shock hearing his confession, but his next words shocked me even more. "But I never knew that this beast would find his beauty." My breathing got caught up in my throat. A small smile appeared on his face for the first time. He smiled, and it wasn't a fake one. He stared at me with pure adoration and affection. "During all of this I've hurt you unintentionally and I regret it. I don't know how much you will hate me now, but I know one thing for sure, that this beast won't let his beauty go because this beast has crazily started to fall for his beauty."

Do you want to go get something to eat? "No, I don't want to bother you." "No, it's bothering you. You paid for the ice cream, now it's my turn, let's go." Axel got up from the bench. "Okay, fine." She got up too. Alicia walked beside him as he finished the ice cream. They arrived at a restaurant, and when they entered, it was a beautiful place. Its windows had stained-glass windows with beautiful flowers, which let in a lot of light. "Woah! It's beautiful, isn't it?"

I didn’t care, but I didn’t want the locals trigger-happy and putting down innocent animals. The moon hung high and full overhead. Two women ran along the trail with LED running lights around their upper arms and they both gasped when I passed them. I hid my speed as much as I dared. Let them think what they wanted. Like I could be an Olympian runner. I didn’t care. I needed to find that omega. Her honeysuckle and light cinnamon scent drifted on the wind like a thread among the pollution of the city. I quickened my steps and I didn’t care who saw me. The urge to find her squeezed my chest until I felt like I couldn’t take in enough air.

Beasty is starting to look like another being in that same body. “It was quite fun actually, fooling the guy who thinks is fooling everyone.” She briskly uttered, “Well, to be honest, I was kind of curious what a DISGRACED like you can actually do, but never did I expect things to end this way, where I actually get to shed tears.” She laughed. “I am totally impressed.” Beasty added, “You are just like misery, waiting for your prey to stumble, to breaking down before you sink your teeth on its neck," she smirked. "How daunting.”