Beatrix Winx Novels & Stories

Searching up everything I could about the beast. I would ask dad about it, but the angry he expressed from the phone call concerns me. I thought it was best not to speak to him about it. After breakfast, I went up to my room to relax on my bed. Upon passing my window, I saw something in the woods. "Alex?"

I'm worth everyone's time. " You just called me by my name. “ " Yes. Isn't that your name. Because you're princess you think you're not a whore like me? Everyone's a whore. “ Beatrix yelled and Bellamy's eyes changed to red this time instead of blue. “ Who sent you?" Bellamy asked again. This time you could sense anger everywhere. “ Nobody. " Beatrix smirked. “ Ahhhhh!" She screamed as Bellamy twisted her right leg with just a wave of her hand .

She let out a scream of ecstasy as I moved to her other br**st and repeated the motion. The beast was in no mood for drawn out foreplay today, he wanted his sweet release, and fast. I stood from the bed and removed my pants and shirt, before kneeling between Harriet’s legs. She moaned when I rubbed the head of my pe**s against her ready and waiting folds. I pushed in hard, entering her all the way. Her eyes rolled back and her back arched at the sensation it gave her. I began pumping, hard and fast, as my beast roared in satisfaction.

Everyone stopped what they were saying or about to say and looked at me. “I wish I could say. I can make out some sort of former hospital on the inside. The cell she’s been in… There are others being held there too,” Beatrix said seriously. “For some reason the entire outside, the where, is totally blurred. I can’t make out any markers. Not even what kinds of trees. I will keep trying but I think how you find her will be up to you both. You are destined. Your union will save the werewolf species, and there’s a reason for that.”

“Tcih … how could I forget to put the medicine box?” The woman with Omega status looked here and there to find a medicine box. Ignoring some people who were enjoying their snacks, Omega had paid attention to it because of her loud scream. Beatrix owns a coffee café, where Addy works part-time to cover living expenses to ease the burden on Alpha's parents. Omega is a kind-hearted figure who is also very busy with her work as a kindergarten teacher, so she can only come to the café at night. So naturally, if Beatrix forgot where to put the medicine box.

Her weak nod has me worried as she leans on the counter to remain upright. “Here sweety, this will help.” I’m pleased to see Beth holding a glass of water out to her which she takes gratefully and begins to sip it. When she turns around Jack is looking at her guiltily.

Alexander watched him approach, his expression calm on the surface, but his sharp deep blue eyes studying every small detail, the nervous swallow, the slight tremble in Aiden’s hands, the way he kept his gaze lowered until the last moment. When Aiden finally stopped beside him, Alexander leaned in slightly, his voice low enough that only Aiden could hear. “You still have time to run.” Aiden glanced up at him, those dark eyes meeting Alexander’s blue ones for a brief second. He let out a tired sigh. “If I run,” he muttered, “my stepmother might actually hunt me down and drag me back herself.” For the second time that day, the corner of Alexander’s mouth twitched. Not quite a smile, but someth

"What's she doing?" "She's looking for Beast. She wants to give him a thank you kiss." Someone made kiss smacking noises and Beast reached out and swatted the back of their head. When the two women returned to the elevators everyone cleared out except Christopher. He sat down and flipped cameras until he located Ashleigh and her friend. She looked good, healthy, pretty. He was satisfied that she was all right. But he still didn't turn away from the camera.

she scolded, causing Beatrix to pout in disappointment. "Oh, Julie, loosen up a little. Who knows when we’ll have the time to enjoy ourselves like this again!" said Beatrix while bloodily smashing the faces of goblins that tried attacking her. Each time Beatrix’s fist made contact, their faces would explode, weak against the strength of her punches.