Beautiful Creatures Lena Duchannes Novels & Stories

Her cheeks were warm, her smile unmistakably real. “I know, right?” Damon answered, equally amused. “Thank God my mom had to intervene.” His hand slid instinctively along her thigh, warm and familiar, as if it had memorized the shape of her there. Lena was dressed in a floor-length midnight-blue gown that clung softly at the waist before flowing down in clean, elegant lines. The fabric shimmered faintly every time she moved, catching the city lights like quiet starlight. The neckline was modest but deliberate, framing her collarbones, while the back dipped just enough to feel daring without trying too hard. Her hair had been swept into a low, polished bun, a few loose strands brushing her ne

“Come inside. You both must be exhausted after today.” As they stepped into the large, elegant entrance hall, Aiden felt something strange settle deep in his chest. The floors were polished marble, the walls adorned with tasteful art, and soft lighting gave the entire space a surprisingly warm feel despite its grandeur. His life had changed completely in a single day. He had lost the only home he had ever known, even if it had never truly felt like home. But standing inside the massive DeLuca mansion, surrounded by unfamiliar luxury and the quiet presence of Alexander and his mother, he had a strange feeling that this place might change his life in ways he couldn’t yet imagine.

I prayed that they would find him soon, I didn’t know how long I could keep my beast tamed now that Arabella was awake and overtaking every sense within me. “I will let you know as soon as we find him, sire”, Helena mind-linked, “Get some rest.” I nodded to myself and made my way to my sleeping quarters. My room was magnificent, with a wall of bookshelves covering the north wall, a luxurious hand-carved king-sized bed complete with bear skin blankets and the softest woven silk sheets. The walls were adorned with paintings that my wife had collected and portraits that she insisted we had commissioned. Although the room was large and full, it felt unsurprisingly hollow; empty. My mind couldn’t

A second later, Lena stepped inside the main office. She looked incredibly pretty. She had changed into a mini white gown, wearing a golden necklace with a fitted pair of short golden earrings, her lips painted with a fresh, glossy layer. Her eyes were playfully closed with her hands, so she was completely unaware of the deadly matrix she had just walked into. “Boom” She opened her eyes smiling. How do I look Vie… what the hell is going on here?” The man turned his piercing gray eyes to Lena, his expression softening into something deeply unsettling; something that looked genuinely like affection.

Lena swallowed hard, moistening her suddenly dry throat. "I find you...beautiful, Renz. All of you," Lena whispered. And she meant it more now than she ever had before. Renz laughed dryly. "I think you're misunderstanding just who is the belle and the bête, my love," Renz replied. Lena shook her head. "I don't misunderstand at all. And as you've said...we are no childish fairy tale." A whisper of a sincere smile briefly flickered across his face. "We are indeed a very dark tale, love."

I scream, thighs shaking uncontrollably around his head, tears of overwhelming pleasure leaking from my eyes. But he doesn’t stop. He keeps licking and finger-fucking me through it, drawing out every pulse until I’m a whimpering, oversensitive mess. Lena stands up. Her cheeks are flushed, eyes wild with lust. “Enough playing,” she says, voice dripping with authority. “Fuck her. Now. I want to see that cock destroy her cunt.” Plot Twist: Lena walks around the camera, shedding her clothes as she moves. “I didn’t just want good footage,” she confesses, voice low and dark. “I wanted to watch him break you… and then I wanted to join.”

We watch the movie and laughed together. Lena is the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen in my life, I fall in love with her. The one who I pay attention to is Lena, not the movie. I enjoyed the movie too but Lena is the one who is I pay attention there, I really like her and want to be with her. All about Lena is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. She’s perfect… as Riley said. Lena turns her gaze to me and smiles. “What’s wrong?” Lena says. “Mmm, nothing…” I say as I remove my sight from her.

“Lenora, meet Grimaldi’s only heir, Alpha Dorian Grimaldi.” For the first time, my attention fully shifted to the female standing by his side. Just like her father, Lenora Mendalv was quite infamous in the worst ways possible. Her sharp cat eyes met mine firmly and the ethereal beauty she carried effortlessly was enough to make any mere mortal worship the grounds she walked on. With eyes darker than her heart and straight black hair to go with, she was tarted in a white mini ball gown that did well to accentuate her slender curves and blemish free skin. In many ways, her charms were lethal, which had easily earned her the reputation as the succubus of North Creekville. Her red clad lips inch

Their eyes were on Lena, but I didn't miss the few stares I got—some of disgust and irritation, and a few—very few—pity. Lena was different; she didn't seem to have prepared for this at all. She was in a red dress, but her hair was a mess, and she didn't care; she was undeniably beautiful even without an effort. Her golden locks were one of a kind, a color I had never seen; her brown eyes were piercing; she didn't look like the kind-hearted Lena I remembered. I wondered what happened. I feared that she was becoming one of them, but then her eyes met mine, and I thought I saw a ghost of a smile, and I smiled back. Beside me, Nate stiffened. I know why; this was the first time I had actually e

Lucas nodded just as the first crack of breaking bones was heard. He screamed through all of it, but when his shift was complete, he was a huge black wolf with beautiful icy blue eyes. He immediately looked at Lena and nudged her. She knelt to his level and he licked her face. She smiled and went behind a tree to shift. When she came into sight, her wolf was still so beautiful and she was just as big as his wolf with only an inch or two difference. Alpha Doug gasped, “Lena’s wolf is beautiful and huge. She has to be a Luna.” Luna Kathryn quietly laughed, “I can’t wait for him to find out.” I smiled as I nodded. We all went into the woods and shifted.