Beautiful Creatures Rio 2 Novels & Stories

Do you want to go get something to eat? "No, I don't want to bother you." "No, it's bothering you. You paid for the ice cream, now it's my turn, let's go." Axel got up from the bench. "Okay, fine." She got up too. Alicia walked beside him as he finished the ice cream. They arrived at a restaurant, and when they entered, it was a beautiful place. Its windows had stained-glass windows with beautiful flowers, which let in a lot of light. "Woah! It's beautiful, isn't it?"

“He’s dramatic. Ignore him.” Finn added, “Do not ignore him; he’ll sulk.” Gunner, ever quiet, murmured, “Focus on the path.” I smiled. My wolves were overprotective, irritating, and absolutely grounding. But then, a faint metallic snap broke the peaceful rhythm of our steps. The world slowed. A pressure jerked at my waist. Something gave way. “ZORYA!” Kai’s roar shattered the sky. And the cliff beneath my boots vanished. I didn’t slip.

Her eyes couldn’t settle on one thing. “Holy moly. We just drove past Rihanna’s mansion.” She said dreamily. I glanced at Lorenzo and he shrugged his shoulder before stepping further into the room. I know she was Leigh-Ari’s best friend, but there was no way this chatterbox was going to make it through that barrier. “Laura Montez Petrou.” Vernero barked causing Laura to tear out of the seat abruptly, and she poised herself so bad you could have thought she was talking with Queen Elizabeth herself.

She had landed so many times that she could easily land herself. When she saw the big tree, she came out of the tree and looked at Grasis. There was a faint light, the sound of birds chirping, the sound of water falling from a waterfall, the sound of flowing water inside the river, how beautiful it was, for a moment she had forgotten all about why and how she is here. She was and this beautiful landscape was clear beyond the reach of human beings. She was breathing deeply and smiling. And then with her arms outstretched in the air, she was moving slowly. It was as if the whole scene was dancing with her. He was fast asleep. After opening the rope bridge, it was impossible for her to cross.

Camera flashes erupted around me as students lifted their phones to record everything. “Stop!” I cried out, trying to cover myself. They didn’t stop. They laughed. They enjoyed it. Tears blurred my vision as cold air hit my exposed skin. Then Mara—Jessica’s second-in-command—picked up the largest torn piece of my dress, shook her head dramatically, and said: “Oops. Looks like it accidentally fell off.” Before I could react, hands grabbed me again. “Wait—no—please, I can’t—” They dragged me toward the pool.

"Me too, Ry. But they wouldn't want you to cry today. Go greet Gonzalo with a smile. He deserves that much.” River summoned up a weak smile and wiped away the remaining tears. She stood up and looked at her reflection with a soft gasp. Her Auburn hair was braided and adorned with tiny silver beads that cascaded down her back like a waterfall. The emerald dress hugged her curves perfectly, and her eyes sparkled with nervous excitement. "See?" Echo beamed. "You have Mama's curves and fire. Now go knock 'em dead." River laughed. “Don't worry, I'll be a perfect picture of omega charm." She hugged Echo goodbye.

“What is it?” “I… I don’t know.” I press a hand to my chest. My heart isn’t just pounding—it’s changing. The rhythm of it, the depth. “I feel… strange. But not in a bad way. Just—different.” Leo sits up beside me, his fingers brushing my cheek. “Your eyes,” he whispers. “Roxy… they’re glowing.” A low sound rumbles in my throat. Not a cry. Not a scream. A growl. But it doesn’t scare me.

She turned with a huff, heels echoed on the hallway until she was gone. Unphased, Rio slammed the door shut and walked towards the fridge by the kitchen, pulling out a beer bottle. I remained standing on the side of the door, staring at his bare upper body, particularly eying the ‘a vida é Bela’ ink on his chest with the small fucking mockingbird above it. Just like Viviana’s description. Down to the birthmark on his hip and the serpent ink on his right arm. “She told you,” Rio broke the thick silence looming over us, leaning on the breakfast bar. His gray eyes throw daggered glare to where I am.

She shudder to think what would have happen if she touched it by mistake. Suddenly, Rose wished that she didn't request them to show their Beasts. Because she is now getting afraid of their beasts. She feel herself trembling by just looking at them. "Mate" Both the Beasts whispered at the same time. Rose was shocked to hear them. Their voice was heavy, inhuman. The one that sends chills down your spine. The Beasts looked at their mate. She looked even more beautiful than they imagined. They stepped closer to her but Rose flinched and moved back. Great mistake.

And just as I was about to reach out and pinch her cheek it was as if life itself had been jolted back into her and all the color, all the fury, all the light seemed to drain out her all at once. She looked like she'd just seen a ghost. "Is... is she alright?" Rio. Young master Rio made his way towards us clad all in black like the last time except the closer he got the more I noticed his suit this time wasn't exactly all black, it was pinstriped. When he finally reached us I couldn't help but notice the same black watch on his wrist and the shades of autumn in his hair as it was styled in the same impeccable side-swept undercut as last time. When he walked around me, enveloping me in the sc