Beau And The Beast Novels & Stories

The room erupted into a chorus of concerned whispers. Niklaus's next words sent a collective gasp through the room. "Beast is an extraordinary vessel, but we must ensure he reaches his full potential. We've decided to take him to David's home planet, Xanthea, the birthplace of the Sirens, for critical upgrades." The announcement sparked a mix of emotions: worry etched on some faces, while others shone with excitement. The prospect of venturing into uncharted territory, taking their beloved Beast to a world far more advanced than their own, filled the air with a sense of awe and anticipation. The room buzzed with hushed conversations.

Being with them, it looked like we were just kids. One of them was named Christian. He has fair skin and a clean-looking face. He was so formal and I bet he has Chinese or Korean blood. I like his eyes! The other was named Brandon, and I can say that he's quite the definition of tall, dark, and handsome. And he has dimples on both cheeks. I can see why Taylor was so delighted to see them.

Not my Belle though, I wasn't sure I could use my feet for now. “You look like you're about to give up.” I heard his voice behind me. “Henry? What are you doing here? I thought you were out there?” I pointed to the dance floor and there was someone there, dancing with Belle. “If you're here, who's wearing the costume?” “Roman asked if he could be the beast. I did not hesitate to hand over the costume. It's itchy, hot and so uncomfortable. He still wanted to do it." I looked back at Belle smiling so widely as Roman twirled her across the room. All this wouldn't have been possible without him. His mother was wrong. Roman wasn't a beast.

The woman felt she was about to explode: “Please stop, I need the bathroom!” “I will not stop. Instead of crying, try to enjoy it.” “How can I enjoy such a thing?!” She wasn't even able to understand his goal. But she felt something so wrong going in her lower parts. The Beast finally hugged her and kissed her cheek saying: “You are a good girl. You shall listen to your master. Neither Claude nor even I want to hurt you.” “What do you want to do?” “I desire you.” “You will r*pe me?”

“Almost there.” Even in those two words, Beau speaks to me with a warm familiarity, the kind reserved for relationships that are developed over a lifetime. His olive complexion nearly glows beneath the moon, and he squints into the night. The fingertips of the wind wiggle through his dark hair. Unlike Klaus, who emits only the occasional emotion of discomfort, Beau’s emotions are potent and constant - wavering from happiness to fear. I wait for a spark of recognition, just a single memory for me to cling to and slowly peel away the details.

Because it’s so early there are a huge amount of kids swarming around with parents and they’re so excited for the kids films screening this morning. We have tickets for Disney’s Beauty and The Beast. It’s Tate’s favourite and whatever she likes, I like. Okay, it’s really not my thing but being with Tate is definitely my thing. We have seats right at the back at the top, best seats in my opinion. Tate prefers to sit right down at the front but when we booked she said she’d go with the seats I wanted to. That’s what I love about her, she’s so easy going and so chilled out. “Are you nervous about the game next week?” She asks in between stuffing her face with popcorn. If there’s someone who lo

Amir cleared his throat and gestured to the first one who had a burned scar on his face, he was the one who had a permanent scowl on his face. “The first one is Brute, he's pure strength and force. He may be the strongest one in the pack.” Amir explained. Brute didn’t react, he just stared at us with the same usual expression he had. A big part of me feels like he doesn’t want to be here.

I'd been tracked, and for a very brief moment, I thought saved by a stranger, now I was being held captive in this gigantic castle with the beast and his brother. Then there was the cook that was too scared to make eye contact with anyone. Sounded very Disney-ish to me, but this was real life, and the gothic mansion was in the middle of the bayou. Surrounded by alligators, and slime. Things a person didn't run out into in the middle of the night in an attempt at escaping. Perhaps I'd find something worse in the swampy bayou close by, but on the other hand, what was worse than a wolfish beast with glowing yellow eyes, and the inability to keep a straight form. Were you human? Or a beast.

I didn’t even give them a chance to reply and zoomed off with Samantha. … When I got to the underground they had bounded Bane in, I could hear sounds from inside. Beastly sounds. Beta Thomas was at the entrance. He leaned there, just waiting. “You’re here, Audrey. Let me see if you can tame your beastly mate,” He retorted mockingly. I knew he was afraid too. He was just trying to play cool, obviously. Totally ignoring whatever he had just said, I made my way total the basement, calmly. I had left Samantha outside.

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.