Beasts Novel Novels & Stories

A huge beast took his face, Long towering over her, something came in his place. The maid screamed “Stay away from me you beast.” “My love don't be scared it is Me.” He raised his hand to comfort her. “Don’t touch me, I don't know you.” The girl shrieked in despair. The beast's eyes started to water, how could this happen? It is still me, can't you see? But the girl's disgusted glares were sharper than swords. They have made wounds that would never heal. The beast ran away howling in agony,

He would take the job as new Dean of Prestigious Law School. Andrew shook his head in pity. He could only imagine how his brother was going to react when he found out that The Beast was actually a young, tiny Asian woman. His face paled when his thoughts changed to how the professor would react to the news that she had been passed over for his brother. If he knew The Beast’s reputation, she was surely going to react strongly. He was right. The Beast was having an extremely bad day and it had only just begun. When news spread over campus, everyone steered clear of her path. However, an unfortunate few weren’t so lucky in their quest.

Becca leaned towards him and whispered in his ear after standing on her toes to reach his height as much as possible, “Whatever I am going to tell you, please keep this a secret.” “Okay,” he mumbled, his breath hitching. How can I breathe when my heart is dead? he thought to himself, wanting to stay away from Becca. “I am a writer. I love writing novels, especially paranormal and fantasy ones. My first novel is a Lycan-romance which I finished writing recently.” Her eyes lit up at the mention of her novel. “I was looking for a new novel idea, and you just gave me one.” “Which is…?” he inquired.

He turned me around and started to kiss my jaw and neck. He put my forehead against his. "I can't believe that I have a family. Thank you so much for giving this beast a family." he whispered. "You may be a beast, but you are my beast." I said as I hugged him The beast found his love. The end.

K 18/9/2010 I feel alone. Papa is gone just like Milly and Mama was never there to begin with. I feel like everyone I care for is snatched away from me. Are you punishing me? I ask the luna every night just before the beast takes over. I don't know how long I can handle this. I don't think I am strong enough. I am always angry, uncle Gregory said I have gone mad. I think he is right. It's always there, breathing down my neck.. the dark traces of my personality wrapping its arms around me, telling me to let go. I can see the beast everytime I look into a mirror. Its silver eyes, my eyes, flash back at me as if to remind me who's in control. I can't control the beast anymore.

It's beautiful. Students move across the grounds in clusters, some already in uniform, others dragging bags behind them. And everywhere— Beasts. Not just one kind. Dozens. I have only read about the beasts and bonds. Old books with outdated photos. Skyless Keep, the prison I once called home, had a small library with about 12 beat up history books. They only allowed books regarding Elarion, Nythera, and Solvaris. I read them until the words were permanently etched into my brain. Suddenly, I'm ripped from my thoughts. I'm surrounded my beasts and magic and students everywhere. While I thought I would be afraid to see the beasts so close, I'm actually in awe.

The fabric of this dress felt thick, but it was still soft and comfortable when I wore it. Arthur only woke up for lunch; after that, he went back to sleep. I don't have anything else to do after cooking food for him, so I just read the magazines and newspapers from Arthur's closet while eating the waffles he had bought for me. Everything in these magazines and newspapers seems like a collection of fictional stories in news form, but I enjoy it. I also got to know several types of Xenobeasts that often cause chaos at the base. Basically, there are three types that often appear. Type C is the easiest to kill, type B is the poisonous Xenobeast that is four times stronger, and type A is a 3-met

He had pinned me against the cold stone of the relic chamber, his arm coiled around my head, the other hand bruising my hip. His breath was ragged, his golden eyes heavy with the darkness of the curse that threatened to consume him. “You want to hate me,” he growled, his fangs scraping against my throat. “Your scent tells me otherwise, even as your eyes promise murder.” I choked on a breath, my body betraying me. “I will never be your Queen,” I snapped, even as my body arched towards him. He laughed softly, pressing his hips into mine, so I could feel the rigid length of him. “I don’t want a Queen, little Null. I want to burn alive in you before the world ends. And you, you’re going

BEAUTY AND THE BEAST *** "Trust no one. she's not what she appears to be" *** . "What's wrong?" "Nothing" I said with a smile "Nothing at all" I replied still looking at the paper. Chad stared at me obviously feeling confused about everything. "I need to go" I tell him standing up from my seat. He stood up too. "What's in that paper?" "Nothing" he scoffs "nothing? then why did you act so off immediately you read that thing?"

Out in the heart of darkness he disposed of her body by the side for the death cart to collect during their nightly ventures and took the shortest path into the outskirts of the town, bypassing alleyways ridden with figures huddled in corners, peering out at him idly from malnourished skulls. The warm rain hit the sidewalk and steamed back up, forming little eddies of mist around Gerfast’s ankles. He felt the babe shift within his jacket, its little arms flailing and its mouth turning reflexively in search of a nipple. Steam boats hoot and trudge past through the black river all alight like little cities adrift.