Beauty And The Beast Man Mga Nobela at Kwento

Knowing that there was no other person I would rather spend my happily ever after with. The end of my story. Me being the Beauty… Luca Costello being my Beast. THE END

"Is that why you know so much about us?" "Partially. We've been watching your situation develop because your mate is particularly important." "Important how?" She sat in the chair across from me. "He's the Beast King, isn't he? Cursed by his former mate." My blood ran cold. We had never told anyone about the curse, about Elena, about any of it. "How do you know that?" "We see beyond what normal people see. We know he was cursed unfairly, for no reason other than spite and jealousy."

I caught up with him in no moment as he shifted back to a human, naked and small in my large paws. “Please…please…” But I was far from it. Their begging did nothing to appease me, only thrum my blood more and make me want to toy with them. “I beg you…I have a child. I… His words drowned out of my head as her scent hit me, clawed its way up my defense and down my spine. My beast let out a loud growl as I snapped my head towards the direction it was coming from. I looked at the man in my hand, throwing him far across to nowhere, not caring if he died or survived as I chased, ran through the winds.

"You…" Felix hesitated, his handsome face tinged with sympathy. Among the beastmen, he was unusual—one of the rare few who preferred human ways of living, and thus he knew a little about our kind. Yet even so, he had never imagined that human society, so advanced and prosperous, could still leave someone to live as miserably as I had. He couldn't understand my parents. Even in the great beastman clans, where offspring were numerous and favoritism existed, they followed the law of the wild—survival of the fittest. Favoring the weak over the strong was something unseen and unheard of.

-ARABELLA- My eyes fluttered open and were immediately drawn to a tall, gangly man, his hair as red as a raging inferno. “Who are you?”, I managed to ask, my voice sounding hoarse and dry. His ocean blue eyes fell on me and a small smile pulled at the side of his lips, “It’s good to see you awake, Miss. The healer was unsure if his remedy would bring you out of your slumber.”

His heart was frozen, filled with tar. He was a Beast. And nothing would change him. He was a skilled manipulator. One that made you doubt yourself. More than physical torture, he aimed for mental one. A part of me was worried. Even scared for this man with warm eyes. He looked like he hadn’t faced the darkness of this world. Like he wasn’t tainted with the filth I was sinking deep in. For some reason, I wanted to keep it that way. ***

The beast continues to growl and even takes a step back from me, but that doesn't stop me from moving closer to it. At the same moment the beast is ready to strike, my hand manages to touch it, causing a shock to run through my mind. An image of a man appears in my mind. He looks to be a little older than a teenager, with blue eyes, brown hair, and a semi-scrawny build of someone who has yet to build any muscle. The beast stops growling and changes his stance from fierce to a bow.

The firing was unable to cause any harm to the beast, on the contrary, it managed to enrage him as it let out that horrible scream which had heard previously and ran towards Alex and Matt, both continuing to fire at him. He caught hold of their rifles and smacked them hard with those. They both went flying away onto the ground, their faces bleeding heavily. The beast then shifted its attention back towards me. Its nails were longer and more pointed than a lion’s, it was about to pounce on me when a figure appeared out of nowhere, a handsome man wearing royal robes having a gash on his milky white face, his body seemed to be emitting an extraordinary glow which was brighter than a lamp’s ligh

After that, I'm not sure what to do. "The Beast Oracle is only a legend...Not a real being...right," she whispers, and I growl as the disrespectful term leaves her beautiful lips. Hurt and betrayal whip through my mind. My mate is just like all of them. We fight and die so they can live in peace and safety, but we are called beasts.