Beauty And The Beast Maestro Forte Novels & Stories

Belle grinned as she looked at Rey. Rey, like Alicia, as well as their other classmates, had a creepy smile on his face, courtesy of Belle. “Everyone is now under my control. Except Adonis, of course. I can’t take that risk yet…” Since Adonis had the Hero Class and had a much higher level than she, Belle wasn’t confident in her ability to charm him. Her A-Tier Skill [Grand Charm] allowed her to completely obtain the allegiance of any target of hers as long as they heard her voice or looked into her eyes—or both—when she activated the Skill.

"This room's sound proof. Be free to cry even louder." She tried her best to resist, but my dexterity was nothing to joke about, she was already wet. I pulled down my pants and ejected the sleeping beast, it has been longing to conquer our prey. A mighty 8 incher - it shot tall. I swear I heard Felicity gulped. Her eyes were fixed on my manhood. "Your master is ready to feed you now." Felicity hesitated in touching my beast. If she wasn't going to do it, I'll make it easier for her...

It was a melody that was both simplistic and yet complex at the same time, hauntingly beautiful in its melancholy undertones. As the melody grew more intense, so did Antonio's playing. His fingers danced across the ivory keys, pressing and releasing them in a mesmerizing ballet of precision and dexterity. Each chord was crafted with the meticulous care of a master sculptor chiseling away at a block of marble, revealing the beauty that lay hidden within. His body swayed subtly with the cadence of his composition, each movement in harmony with the pulsating rhythm.

’Come one, come all, let them know who holds the strength and power of this realm. It’s a whisper in the still air, carried by the murky sky. A beat that embeds in your skin, a song that silently plays in your mind. A drum that sounds with the rhythm of our hearts. I listen and watch as Mathias seamlessly transitions into his beast, standing almost ten feet tall, an axe in his gigantic paw. Finn shifts too, his beast just as large but instead of the deep dark brown of Arcas, Finn’s beast, Arthur, glistens in white.

Unloaded the clip and stretched his hands to drop it up behind the water heater . "Honey!" NenA's voice called out from the room " what's going on in there, are you okay" "Yeah , I am" maestro replied as he emerged from the door throwing a smoldering look at her. Nena smiled at him. Her glittering silvery blue eyes locked with his. The impact of her penetrating gaze caused maestro’s heart to skip a beat. Her thick waist reminded him of how much his hands had craved wrapping themselves around it. Thick black hair framed her heart shaped face. A bluish sheen emanated from the soft curls, further enhanced her beautiful aura. Full breasts, thick waists and slender pair of legs. The face of an an

If he really wanted to make up for all the bad things he did, then he had a very long way to go. I had just finished applying my lipgloss when I heard a knock from outside the door. Lucy looked at me and then at the door. She opened the door and Baron walked in. I turned to look at him and was awestruck. Baron was indeed very handsome, as much as I despised him, I couldn’t deny that fact. He had beautiful hazel brown eyes and a jawline that was sculpted to perfection. And the man sure knew how to dress. I realised that he was staring at me longer than he should have. It made my heart flutter a little.

He looked lean yet strong. I tried to get up to be polite yet Xavier would not let go. I huffed as I stopped trying. "Hello my friend. I- Woah who might this beauty be?" he asked as when he saw. I start to blush due to the attention. I also noticed he had a British accent. Xavier cleared his throat. "Bella met Noah, my Beta. Noah met Bella, my Mate." he introduced us to each other. "You finally found your mate. And need I add, she is gorgeous." he said. "Hi Bella it's a pleasure to meet you." he said while giving his hands out.

As though looking for a reason to stop. He beamed a smile. “Good. ‘Cause this will be another long day for us.” He sealed his words with a quick peck on my lips before he diverted his attention below me. He grabbed my legs on both sides and pushed it to my torso. “Hold this for me, please.” He was smiling. Almost in a mischievous way that I was stupefied and did what he said. I Held my legs up on my arms and just looked at him in confusion. He even gets back to me to adjust the position of my legs. “Stay still. And relax.”

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

I wondered if he had broken my leg, so I wouldn't try to ever escape again. "You should rest," his voice said again. "What are you?" I finally found my voice. "I am the beast you were sent to tame," he said. He walked out of the room, shutting the door before I could say another word. I was more confused than I was earlier. One thing he said was certain: he was no human. How could he change eye color so quickly unless he was a beast? But his last words were a little confusing; no one sent me here; he actually bought me and is holding me hostage in this shithole.