Beau Swan Novels & Stories

BEAUTY AND THE BEAST *** INSERT 32 *** .SEMIFINAL . AMBER (TWO DAYS LATER) . I applied the finishing touches to my makeup and styled my hair. I wore an off the shoulder flair dress with gold heels. satisfied with my look, I picked up my clutch. I need to be at the office for an important meeting with the board. I'ts been two days already. I waited this long for the dust to settle before meeting with the staffs again.

“Who is that beautiful fighter?” asked Evandor with admiration, pointing his finger towards Elena. He literally had hearts in his eyes while looking at the ethereal girl fighting a bunch of well trained vampires fearlessly. “Oh, that is Miss. Swan, sir” replied Waiter in a regretful voice, he only replied to save his own neck. “Miss Swan? Miss Swan from Dark Sapphire? You mean the famous ‘Late Blooming Luna?” asked Evandor in astonishment.

Swan was handsome, neatly dressed with one hair strand falling on their forehead that makes him look extremely handsome, Noble, and gentle the same as every girl wishes for their Prince Charming. Dr. Swan raised their head and was stunted for a movement and said" dani why are you here didn't I said I am going to meet you at 9 pm" Daniel laughed sarcastically and said" do you think I will wait till 9 pm lets go to the laban hotel I have something to discuss. " Dr swan playfully showed his eyes and said "oh my dear dani what if I say I am not going" Daniel looked at dr swan and said" darling, do you think you have a choice if you are not going it's ok don't ok I am then going to date your swee

Its fur swayed with the movement of the flames, but stayed intact and appeared as sleek and shiny as if it was still attached to a head. I only understood why they set fire to the scalp when Elena called on one witch by the name of “Mary” and held the burning scalp to her nose. She closed her eyes, inhaling deeply the smoke that came from it, lifting her arms on her sides for another witch to remove her robe. She was bare beneath the robe, and strikingly beautiful, but I was more interested to watch what happened next. Ripping sounds filled the air as her skin pulled taut then tore to make way for dark, damp hair that grew from her arms first. The greasy looking hair coated every inch of her

They saw the facilities and, finally, the rooms. “Sir, this is the premium room, it has access to a private beach.” “Could you give us a minute alone?” “Yes, sir.” The employee left the room. Axel and Alicia walked towards some lounge chairs at the exit of the room and sat down. Seconds later, Axel let out a big sigh before speaking. “Miss Torres?” “Yes, sir?” Alicia asked, looking at him while he continued to stare at the beach.

His flat male nipples, a dark bronze color, peeped through curls two shades darker than the hair on his head. The carved muscle look continued down his long legs but what drew her attention was a most impressive cock. Thick and long, swollen with obvious need, it rose from the nest of dark blond curls at his groin and pointed upward, as if searching for her warmth. The head was a dark plum color and on its slit sat a tiny bed of fluid. Staring at it, Sarah couldn't help licking her lips. "Like what you see?" Beau's voice was husky with lust. She could only nod and curl her fingers into the palms of her hands. Her clothes felt way too tight on her. She wanted to be as naked as he was.

I jump back, unsure what I’m seeing. Powers? Was my mother… a witch? “Moon Goddess,” Thisbe whispers, teeth bared, “Protect me, last of my people. See me safely to Vaeloria, last of my blood, last of my name–” Her voice tapers off as she steps into the darkness again, her glowing eyes fading into nothingness, and then she just… disappears. I grope for her in the dark, but my hand grazes another doorknob–misplaced, like it doesn’t belong here.

A little gold plate on the top bar reads Bella’s Place. “Rowan…” I whisper, my heart squeezing. He smiles, rubbing the back of his neck. “You said you always wanted one. Somewhere peaceful. Somewhere just yours.” I can’t stop smiling as I sit on it. “It’s beautiful.” He steps behind me and gives a gentle push. The swing moves back and forth, creaking softly. The sun filters through the leaves, lighting his face in shades of gold. But then—suddenly—the world tilts. My stomach flips.

“No, it’s not a coincidence, the gymnasium is named after my family. Now that we’ve introduced ourselves, I trust that I’ll not have any more interruptions when I use the punching bag.” Evan Alston watched the threesome from his position against the wall. He had been as enraptured as everyone else at the strength and skill displayed by the tiny woman. It had been astonishing to see the woman defeat men three times her size. He became even more intrigued when he overheard someone whisper her identity. The Beast.

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.