Beauties Beasts Novels & Stories

I swallowed hard "It's disrespectful." “It’s disrespectful to me that the Beast didn’t deal with you, even with so much time on his hands. I had such high expectations for him. What a disappointment.” She moved even closer to me, with a disdainful smile “What happened? Hasn’t anyone had the courage to tell him about your face yet? Or haven’t you woken him up screaming like a madwoman, like you did with our family? I didn’t imagine a man like him would be so tolerant… Maybe it’s the illness. Besides being blind, he’s going crazy…” "Don't say something like that!" I said, before I could stop myself.

And I was going to find out what. After Damien left me alone, I stayed in that room for hours. I didn’t know what I was looking for, but I knew I had to find something. And then—I did. An old text. Dusty. Nearly falling apart. The passage sent a chill down my spine: "A union between the beast and the bride will break the chains or doom the bloodline forever." "She will carry the mark of destiny, a symbol of the moon." My heart slammed against my ribs. My hand instinctively went to my hip, fingers grazing over the crescent moon birthmark.

The man scowled in annoyance, glared at me, and then turned to throw his body back on the sofa. Useless man. "So ... how are you going to seduce him? I'm sure a young boss like him is used to being around beautiful women, if you only use your beauty, I think it's useless," Bastian said without looking at me. "Ah, I learned it from a movie, I'll spill my drink on his lap, then stare into his eyes for three seconds, creating an unusual impression, so he'll be curious about me," I replied quickly. After hearing my words, Bastian's brow furrowed, his lips pursed, and his eyes narrowed. I don't know what part of my plan made the man react like that.

"Woah! It's beautiful, isn't it?" Alicia said, surprised, admiring those windows. "Yes, it is." Axel replied, looking at Alicia, although he wasn't referring to the restaurant. A waiter approached them, took them to a table, and gave them the menu. Alicia examined it carefully and finally found something she liked: steamed chicken breast with vegetables. She really didn't want anything heavy; she thought she'd already eaten too much. When the waiter approached again, she ordered that dish, and Axel also ordered the same. The waiter left, leaving them alone.

It was all the work of the Rat Clan who were indiscriminately hunting women. A tailor like Kara and his family seems trivial, but their presence is very much needed on the pleasure side. Even though this world is harsh and seems to kill or be killed. The Beastmen in this world pay close attention to appearance. Whether it's men or women, it doesn't matter if they are Predators or Herbivores. They all like something beautiful and pretty, they also pay attention to the precision and details of an item. Not only for their pairs. Men also really like to beautify themselves. Instinctively, it is done to be able to attract the attention of women.

I am overwhelmed by my experience of the day it was truly amazing and I fully agree that they have earned their reputation many times over. “Wow. You guys are amazing I cannot thank you all enough for this. You are miracle workers.” “No ma’am we only tidied up a little, the truth is you are naturally beautiful we just made sure that now everyone can see it.” My hormones choose that moment to pull on my emotions and I find myself fighting back tears. “Don’t cry! You will ruin your makeup!” Anya exclaims in a panic and rushes over. “I’m sorry, I’m just so grateful and I couldn’t control myself.”

It appears that he was the only one who is genuinely happy about the news. This is it. My life is finally going to change. Everyone has seen that I am strong and that the alpha has recognized my strength. No longer will they laugh behind my back for being small and different. No longer will they think of me as the weak link for being an abnormal wolf - an abnormal beauty, as they used to call me. I am strong and I am cruel, like a true lycan. My name is Belle, and starting today, I am the Lycan’s new beta.

“I know it looks weird that I'm showing this to you but I'll make it clear that I'm not showing it to you because I'm collecting some animal feathers or thingies you may say. These are actually my evidences for what we call a beast.” “Now, what is this beast you may ask? This is not like in the movie beauty and the beast. This beast even has a number determined by their tails. And I think for me, because of these three things, I am tracking down a 3 tailed beast.” “...”

The Null Beasts hit Manhattan like cannonballs fired from between dimensions. They were horrifying. Each one was roughly the size of a city bus, but their shapes refused to commit to anything specific. They flickered between forms: massive insectoid monstrosities one second, writhing masses of geometric fractals the next, their bodies composed of a substance that Jack's root access identified as "unrendered reality," matter that hadn't been assigned physical properties by the Source Code. The first one crashed through the roof of Grand Central Terminal.

I did everything to be a good friend, only to be treated as my so-called best friend’s scapegoat. When her husband found cigarette ash in their house, she claimed I was the one smoking. When she snuck off for a private rendezvous with her lover, she told him she was celebrating my birthday. And when she got pregnant, she pinned the blame on me again, declaring I was consumed with jealousy—that I had spiked her drink and hired someone to violate her. Enraged, her husband marched to my doorstep wielding a blade and hacked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the exact day she had asked me to cover for her affair.