Beautiful Creatures Rio 2 Novels & Stories

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.

"What's she doing?" "She's looking for Beast. She wants to give him a thank you kiss." Someone made kiss smacking noises and Beast reached out and swatted the back of their head. When the two women returned to the elevators everyone cleared out except Christopher. He sat down and flipped cameras until he located Ashleigh and her friend. She looked good, healthy, pretty. He was satisfied that she was all right. But he still didn't turn away from the camera.

Rio shuddered at first but quickly nodded frantically and said, “Beautiful. Miss Marsh is even more beautiful than a top celebrity! She’s the most unbeatable beauty in the universe!” Dimas snorted coldly and said, “You still dare to look, then?” Rio shuddered again and quickly diverted his gaze to look out the window instead. “Sir, I didn’t see anything!” “You just saw that she’s beautiful.” Rio shook his head in fear and said, “No, Sir. It’s not…” “What? Are you suggesting that she’s not beautiful?” Rio was so anxious that he was on the verge of tears. Dominic was several years older than Rio, and he was much more experienced than Rio. When he saw Rio casting a pleading gaze at him, Dominic

Then she let out an ear-piercing scream after Rio hit a spot that had her entire body quivering intensely. “So you like it here?” Andrea couldn’t see his face but he could tell he had a proud smirk on since he kept hitting the spot until she could no longer take it, with another scream, she came undone and her limbs gave out but Rio didn’t stop, holding her by the waist until he found his release which thankfully was splattered on her behind rather than her insides. “Fuck I’m spent” Andrea panted softly while Rio suddenly gathered her in his arms and headed for the tub so he could wash her.

They were ready to begin the journey to changing history, even if it meant going through the Beast King himself. No one would stop them. "I hate to interrupt this beautiful moment but...its time, Calliope. The Beast King approaches." Kelsey stated, gesturing up at the sky that had begun to clear, showcasing the moon that was truly at its peak. She was right and they could all feel it as an incredibly powerful being slowly approached where they were. The Beast King Immortal was walking the mortal plane, returning to claim his bride... ***

My heart fucking stopped for a beat. My bitch stepmother pressed a knife against Rosita's delicate throat, the sharp edge of the blade digging into her skin. She stared directly into the camera, and an evil laugh escaped her lips. "Shit! Shit! Shit!" I cursed, the sound ripped from my belly, seeing the love of my life like that, my blood iced.

Tears were falling from my eyes as I struggled against him. (WARNING!!! TRIGGERING SCENE!!! AHEAD. SKIP IF YOU'RE NOT COMFORTABLE!!!!!) King Rio started kissing and sucking my neck, using one hand to hold my hands while his other hand was touching me everywhere, I struggled harder. "No! Get off me you monster!" I think I ticked him off because the next minute, I was on the floor and he was tearing my clothes off, I screamed. "Oh you're gonna scream alright but not like this" Rio said and my body shook in fear

Iris. Lightning. Blinding lightning cracks across the sky, and that’s when I see it. A monstrosity. A towering werewolf, drenched in rain, muscles taut and rippling with barely restrained rage. Each limb looks sculpted for violence. Its fur is slick, dark, and matted from blood and storm. Its breath steams in the cold air. Plumes spiral around its snout. Its eyes, blazing gold. My heart stops. God… I just fell into another creature’s war. All of them, beasts of the moon. Beasts of the night. Oh no!

Suddenly, I wasn’t so sure. “I’ll be asking you this regularly from now on,” I said, “and I want an honest answer as it will show me how far you’ve progressed from this moment. Someday, princess, I hope you’ll be able to say you see a beautiful she-wolf, worthy of breaking hearts.” To my horror she began to cry. “That’s n - not who I am,” she faltered between sobs. “It’s what I see. I did from the first.” She cried all the harder on hearing that. The “princess” part had just slipped out but I reckoned it suited her. Tori was a survivor, highly intelligent and sexy as fuck and I didn’t know how I was ever going to be able to bring myself to let her go.

"Things have changed since you left." "What kind of things?" "There are people living here who's not..normal. People who can transform into creatures at night." My eyes widened. "Werewolves?" "Yeah. But the beast is unlike the others. It's vicious and bloodthirsty. It kills people in its blinded rage." "So that was what dad talked about." "The Hunter group is going crazy for the beast. It's deadly and unpredictable. Not to mention that there's more than one." "Meaning the werewolves?"