Beautiful Creatures Rio 2 Novels & Stories

A creature made of two, a mix of races that should not exist, a monster, a hybrid. I shivered and pulled my eyes away from those piercing orbs. My hands shook, I couldn't stay still. It was over. I was too late. I couldn't save him. Devon Knight was not himself anymore. He was no more. My knees buckled and I slid down to the floor, the cool tiles doing nothing to lessen my shock. I had failed. Nesta Rivera, the best agent at FRIO, was a failure.

You would think with Aurora appearing everywhere I would be scared of my reflection but truth us she doesn't really scare me, she already tried to kill me multiple times and she failed. I drop my towel so that I'm completely naked. As undeliverable as it sounds my back looks completely normal, like it isn't harbouring gigantic wings somewhere in there. I just feel different and even my appearance looks different. My eyes are brighter, deep violet like the Rosemont girl's. My skin looks flawless. I don't know if it's the bath or something else but I have never looked this beautiful before. I know I'm not exactly ugly but right now I look breathtaking, just like an angel. I could look at mysel

"Let's go. Never seen that kind of performance before." … When I arrived at the center, I realized my life had been dull until this moment. The center, like its name suggested, was filled with all kinds of beastfolk. Adorable rabbits, seductive foxes, imposing wolf-dogs, outgoing and cheerful puppies, and more. This was heaven. The beastfolk were performing on the stage with all they had, showing off their charm as best as they could. The performer with the highest votes would be crowned Best Beastfolk Star, and they'd be awarded with a handsome amount of prize money.

“But I am clean, and if you say you are then I trust you.” Suddenly Mira noticed the limousine slowing and turning off the bridge and into the city of Seattle. Realizing they would reach their destination in a matter of minutes compelled her to be impulsive in a way she never had before, and she thrust down, feeling his every inch fill her, as she moaned in response.

Rosabella gently touched everything, and she held the jewellery in her hands. Rosabella looked at the Beast, and she inquired. "Is all of this for me?" The Beast nodded his head, and he beamed with joy. "All the dresses, tiaras, shoes and jewellery are all for you because you earned it as well as deserved it more than anyone else." Rosabella places the jewellery back, and she notices two necklaces. She was about to pick them up when they heard a shout, and the Beast rushed to the main entrance. Rosabella walked out of the wardrobe and closed the door behind her. Rosabella was about to walk over to a chair when Fred ran into the room, and she looked at him as he inquired.

She let out a scream of ecstasy as I moved to her other br**st and repeated the motion. The beast was in no mood for drawn out foreplay today, he wanted his sweet release, and fast. I stood from the bed and removed my pants and shirt, before kneeling between Harriet’s legs. She moaned when I rubbed the head of my pe**s against her ready and waiting folds. I pushed in hard, entering her all the way. Her eyes rolled back and her back arched at the sensation it gave her. I began pumping, hard and fast, as my beast roared in satisfaction.

Human or not, she is the other half of my soul. Three of my members beat me by half a second, and I grow weary as the female human's screams stop. As I rip through the thick branches and undergrowth, I spot her crawling—joy glazes over my vision as I look over her features. I tear two of our enemies apart at once without giving them a glance. My members form a circle of protection as they decimate the rest of the small group, and I move toward my mate, who is so focused on her dead companion. She isnt even protecting herself. Her eyes are on him only, and a possessive snarl builds in my throat as I realize they were a romantic couple.

I stand and walk into the bathroom, looking in the mirror to inspect the damage. Horror fills me as I see a perfect handprint still visible on my cheek from where she struck me so hard. I gingerly press my fingers to the area and wince at the sting before I hear a whimper behind me. Looking around I spot Lobo watching close by and smile at him. “Hey boy. Come here.” He walks forward into my embrace, and I cuddle into his fur. “Thank you. You came to defend me from the mean lady, and I love you for that. Of course, Grant came too didn’t he? So, I am equally grateful to you both.”

Rio was seen shaking and shaking his head gently. “Finish her right now…” hissed Wenny Kammal impatiently again. She’d been seen ready to record what’d happen to Sumico with her cellphone in her hand. Rio started to get on the bed. He stuck his body on Sumico’s slim and sexily intoxicating body. As soon as he felt Sumico’s slim as well as sexily intoxicating body, Rio felt that his manhood lust and desire instantly soared up and zoomed up to the peak. He felt a kind of uncontrollable and unfettered manhood sparks and waves whizzing and whooshing here and there throughout his veins, muscles, tissues and nerves.

“Even though I wasn’t turned fully but this is enough to scare you to…” She trailed on her words. “Stay the hell away from me.” “You’re probably like the rest of the girls and will end up dead anytime soon.” She added. “Unlike us the lucky ones,” I watched as Rook Francesca, swayed her hands, directing them to herself and Cicilia. My eyes immediately bolted in realization, as she walked away, gracefully and stylishly. T-They were both supernatural creatures, like the beast. This was definitely why they related so well.