Beautiful Creatures Novel Novels & Stories

*Sight* being a child sucks but there is nothing else to do ill have to use my power on you Celea than looked him in the eyes and her eyes went from a very beautiful and rare green colour to pure gold "This Haus belongs to me, this Haus was never for sale, you will erase every trace of its existence" he than hypnotizingly said a short yes and left "Beautiful" that's all she could think of when she entered the villa it was clean and quiet just how she liked it "I´m broke.....Ill have to robe a bank tomorrow" she was thinking when.. *boom* "What the hell, who is bombing near my property?" she looked outside and saw a dragon, well it wasn't an uncommon sight this world was full of mystical cre

I assumed my wish came through as bright rays of light emanated from nowhere—so bright it was that I had to shut my eyes. Briefly, the light disappeared and when I snapped my eyes opened, I gaped and gasped at the presence of two beautiful creatures—I can't sincerely categorize them as normal wolves since they're so fucking beautiful. Perhaps they are celestial beings because no wolf can look this pretty—their overflowing snowy white hair—blemish free skin—mesmerizing crimson red eyes. The two females were clothed in a lengthy white gown, with the wind gently sweeping it on the grass. They both ogled curiously at me for a long time before they began speaking incomprehensibly. Their conversat

Fortunately, Duncan managed to catch up with us and is responding to Celine, by which I mean arguing with her about whatever it is that they are talking about. Humans. They’re just birds, specifically chickens, that can’t see to control their mouth. My eyes start to scan every dark alleyway. My wolf eyes allow me to see around every dark corner, while my nose lets me smell anything that would be invisible to our eyes. So far, everything has been peaceful, except for the two chickens beside me. It’s been boring, but I guess that I can count on that as a good thing.

Her words held a sense of magic, a gateway to a world of imagination where anything was possible. "In a dark Stormy Night, a cute little Princess reached a Big Palace.. She ate some food and took some rest.. When she got up, she saw a Big Garden inside ... She walked to the Garden and touched a Big Red Rose.. The moment she touched it, she felt someone watching her.. She got scared and started moving back, only to hit herself with the Only Owner of this Palace.. THE BEAST." "Beast?? He owned that Beautiful Palace?" Nathan asked curiously.

Standing at the edge of the water, beauty started saying some incantations and her silver eyes glowed and she used her feet to touch the water. The water started rumbling and beauty went back to stand near her father, their eyes never leaving the circle of water. Soon a head of a beast was seen coming out of the water. It has four horns and two heads. Two horns on each of the heads. He was hideous. Half of him remains in the water. "Who summoned me?" He demanded he have no eyes or nose. When he spoke his tongue came out of his mouth. "It is I, your humble servant Cretin. My father seeks for you." Beauty answered. She had sacrificed her mother to him in exchange for powers. Her father who kno

She sits up straight in her chair, leaning in. I nod. “Well, imagine something like one of those beasts—the long snout, pointy fangs, enormous tongue that doesn’t quite fit, uncontrollable slobbering, mangy fur, and these evil-looking unholy eyes. Imagine being caught somewhere between that wolf-like creature and a human. Mangled, twisted bones set at strange angles with patches of skin and tufts of fur.” I shake my head, my stomach turning just thinking about it. No, I can’t allow her to see me. Bexley isn’t leaning away from me. She doesn’t get up and dart out the door. Instead, she reaches a hand across the table. My paw lies within her reach. I want to pull it away, but I don’t.

Nate lifted out of sleep, feeling Mira’s warm body in his arms. Lying still, he listened to her breathing, the soft flutter of her rising andfalling chest. If he concentrated, he could feel her heart beating faintly, it's rhythm hitting the side of his chest. He stared at the ceiling then angled his eyes towards the bay windows to his left, studying the dim light seeping through. It told him it was dusk. The sun hadn’t yet completely fallen beneath the horizon. The moon hadn’t entirely risen in the sky. The strange magic of twilight was filling the room.

This truly was beautiful. “Amazing right? I told you that it was beautiful.” Delores hummed pleasantly as she willed the cloud to move forward, wading through the water to better appreciate the sight before them. Kylie could not believe it. This place was like a whole new world. She was looking at fishes that were so brightly coloured and whose fins were so gorgeously tailored that no dress could compare to. Some fishes lit up every few seconds like lightbulbs, and each had a different colour. The were larger fishes, some as large as a pickup truck, swimming arrogantly past them. They too had lovely scales that could not be more impressive. With her superior vision as a Beastman, kylie could

They assassinate me. .Beauty 2 was trembling as if she had been bitten by a malarial parasite. I inquired whether she had previously seen those animals. In fear, she stated those animals are from the deep seas and are under the control of the Ocean Lord. And they've been dispatched to assassinate her. Beauty's behavior was not to be desired, so I escorted her to my chamber and asked her what made her believe that the Ocean Lord had sent those animals to kill her.

I was sinking into the red haze of defeat. Then, the world went silent. A sudden, overwhelming pressure dropped over the clearing. It was a power so ancient and heavy it made my soul tremble. The wolves attacking me froze, their hackles rising in terror. I looked up, following their gaze. It was Novel. She was transformed. Her eyes were no longer the soft brown I knew; they glowed with a piercing, ethereal blue. A thick, swirling fog of the same color danced around her like a living shroud. She looked breathtaking…..a goddess of destruction.