Beau Swan Novels & Stories

His eyes stayed locked on Sloane’s chest as she leaned back on the couch and showed even more of her big, perky tits. Sloane noticed him staring and gave him a little smirk. She nodded her head slightly from side to side, then said casually, “I told Beau that you let me have some of your wine at dinner and I might have drunk too much. I barely remember anything after we left the restaurant.” She smiled sweetly. “Thank you for taking care of me last night, Daddy.” Ryan nearly choked on his coffee. After breakfast, Beau left the house to run some errands. The moment her car pulled away, Sloane changed into a tiny pink two-piece bikini. The small triangles of the top barely covered her areolas,

I stared dead ahead, ignoring Claw's comment. "Sheesh . . . the guys said you were antisocial, but I didn't realize you were a deaf-mute," he continued to ramble on. "Shut your yappin', we've got company," I gruffed, witnessing two tall figures step out from between the shipment containers. We ventured into the downpour, getting soaked to our skin within seconds. "We're here to see a guy named Beast," a haggard-looking wolf shifter yelled, grimacing through the rain.

We headed to the river and decided to go for a short swim away from listening ears. "I have to tell you something," Swan said nervously looking around. "What is it?" I asked before dipping my head under the water. "It's about Jubilee," she replied. "O-Okay," I stammered fearfully. "I have been having visions more and more lately but today last night it was so vivid. I don't know why but it just was. Jubilee is a father," she quickly said. "Um, I know. We have Jonah," I said confused.

It was perfect. Baron had this in his mansion? I walked through the garden running my hands through the flowers, feeling the wind on my face and the sun shine brightly on me. I felt alive and free. I sat down and spotted something hopping around. I looked closer and saw that it was a bunny. I gestured for it to come closer and it did. I carried it up and placed it on my lap, gently stroking its soft white fur. It looked like a mythical creature with its big beady eyes and small nose.

The same goes with Vincent. He was on the verge of losing control just by staring in her beautiful caramel eyes which were begging him to do more. His nostrils flared and he released a harsh breath. "come with me." Eva felt like protesting but she knew better to provoke his Beast when he was nothing from past days but look act a little nice with her. She gave in and followed behind him. They stopped right before the dolphins and Eva had erge to play with them, so she looked at her husband only to receive a nod of approval from him as an answer.

Oh Goddess… Please bless me and my unborn chi— “Excuse me, are you… Brianna Jones from Reverie Entertainment? The main dancer of swan group that went missing months ago?”

Snow melted off my boots as I walked, my breath misting in front of me. I didn’t know his room number. Of course, Henry forgot to tell me. So I guessed. Room 108. I knocked softly. “Henry? It’s me.” No answer. I knocked again. “Henry?” I heard footsteps. The door swung open— And I forgot how to breathe. It wasn’t Henry. It was Xavier standing right in front of me. Wearing nothing but a towel hanging dangerously low around his hips. Water dripped down his chest, each drop tracing the lines of carved muscle that looked like someone sculpted him from stone.

Edyrm said. "I'm just looking," Beau said, which was what Beau always said, and approximately fifteen minutes later he was carrying a small wooden carving of something that might have been a bird or might have been a fish, genuinely difficult to tell, that he had bought for a very small amount of money from a very old man who had seemed delighted to be rid of it. "What is that?" Vulwin said. Beau turned it in his hands, studying it seriously. "I think it's a crane."

I also added some new additions to the collection, such as Van Gogh’s Starry Night, Monet’s Water Lilies, and Picasso’s Blue Period, to name a few. The host’s enthusiastic introduction filled me with pride as they spoke about the creative process and the meticulous attention to detail that went into each product. “And for the brilliant mind behind the new line, let’s welcome the CEO of Erbeauty, Mrs. Althea Cox!” When it was finally my turn to speak, I stepped onto the stage with a confident smile, masking the whirlwind of emotions inside. Attention and spotlight wasn’t really my thing. Every step I took felt like another weight gain. But then, I remembered something. One message from Matthi

The elevator dropped not up, not to another floor below, or underground. I felt the shift in the air the moment we passed beneath the casino’s shell. The scent changed, no more stale alcohol and sweat. Down here, it was sterile. Liam adjusted his suit jacket. “They’re cycling through southern regions tonight. Mostly unregistered wolves, low-profile. We’re not looking for drama. You said you wanted someone distant. Someone clean.” I nodded but didn’t respond. My gut twisted. I didn’t like this. I didn’t like the idea of buying someone who didn’t even know what she was being pulled into. But this wasn’t about love. This wasn’t about romance. This was about surviving a curse that refused to loo