Beauty And The Beast Genderbend Novels & Stories

She was shocked with the sudden thrill of being touched by a man she knew nothing about. “I don’t think you are half as brave as you pretend to be,” he said, meeting her gaze. “Now who’s interested in talking?” He smiled and his eyes turned hungry. “What if I don’t want to warm you up at all? What if I want to thrust inside you and make you bend and sweat and gasp until you adjust?” Her legs went rubbery after hearing that, but she locked her knees, willing herself not to give away the effect he was having on her.

“It’s how you look in the dress.” I turned back to the mirror. I barely recognized the girl in the reflection. The usually sharp lines of my work clothes were replaced by flowing ivory, the kind that belonged in ballrooms and fairytales. My hair had come loose a little from earlier, falling over my shoulders, giving the whole look a kind of accidental elegance I didn’t know I was capable of. And for the first time in a long while, I felt… soft. Beautiful, even. “I look like I’m about to marry a prince,” I muttered.

"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?"

She smiled. " Good evening to all of you. And... Yes, like any normal girl, I like fairy tales. They fascinated me as a child. I have read many, almost all of them. But, Beauty and the Beast, is my most favourite fairy tales. I really like that because it tells us that outer appearance is not that important, as beauty is not eternal. We should value inward characteristics such as kindness, over other superficial qualities, such as wit and appearance. The handsome pampered prince transformed into a hideous beast as punishment for his cold-hearted and selfish ways, the Beast must earn the love of a beautiful young woman to return to his former self. Beauty (Belle) valued the inward character

"Bella I remember you called me a particular name the day you got drunk back in Nigeria. Beast yes?" Wow. He had a sharp memory. I nodded. "Yes beast. I am beauty and you are beast" He shrugged his shoulders. "That's an insane description of the two of us. Is it a movie?" My jaws dropped and I stared at him "Don't you know Beauty and the Beast? It's a Disney fairytale. Didn't you get to watch it?" He shook his head. "I didn't watch all those. I wasn't opportuned to. Tell me about it"

We were definitely going to be more patient and hopeful she loved us than the beast had been with Beauty. At the moment, feeling trapped and unable to move an inch of my muscle, I felt more like the beast than on any other day. I could imagine how he must have felt when he had been cursed by the witch and changed from a handsome man to a gruff and scary beast. It wasn't a nice feeling. The only difference between the beast and us was that he had been turned against his wish while we had shifted into our wolf forms on our own. I growled low in my throat, glaring at the dark wizard where he was, looking as if he was having fun at Mia's expense.

"I do not know this." Prest stirred again, a low growl rumbling within his throat. At once, Amia’s slender frame began to shape-shift, wavering somewhere between that of a human female and a female leopard. Zande, you must tell Prest to give her more space. Jacob knew better than to challenge the adult male. Dedari might do so, but Jacob doubted it. Sometimes males allow their protective natures to overcome their good sense. Prest was not likely to back off just because an older, stronger, more dominant male told him to.

Gemma questioned with raised eyebrows “It is always a she. Because the Astrid would have always been a female, her main guardian would also be one so she would understand how the Astrid is feeling. She would be able to understand the Astrids point of view. Having a male guardian, while not unheard of; is rare. Only because the way men are wired is different. Be it human, wolf or fish. A male is a male regardless of species” Lily said with laughter in her voice

BellaRose smiled and laughed, “It’s ok Luna. No, Alpha I am not. Not in a traditional sense as only being attracted to she-wolves. I have never been into she-wolves. The Goddess chose a female Fae for me. I don’t know why. I didn’t question it, but I did have to reject it. For that I am forever feeling like something is missing within me.” “So, what if the mating ceremony morphed into a version of it where there was some male-on-male interaction? Would it still be considered inspiring or epic? Would it have been regarded as the Alphas and your leaders being vulgar, demented, and no longer considered manly men?” Andrew pried further. A small smirk crossed my lips. I noticed Osiris was sitting

Thorin could already tell just how enamoured Beast was by his discovered mate. He witnessed Beast struggling to avoid being obvious, but his eyes continuously wandered back. Thorin smirked. His daughter had found a good one with Beast. He may be a little rough around the edges, but he was an honourable and strong leader, an even more devoted mate. Thorin could already see it. His tiny daughter had this ginormous beast of an Alpha hybrid wrapped around her pinky finger and didn’t even realize it. “Carissa,” Thorin spoke, stretching his hands out for her.