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BEAUTY AND THE BEAST *** "Trust no one. she's not what she appears to be" *** . "What's wrong?" "Nothing" I said with a smile "Nothing at all" I replied still looking at the paper. Chad stared at me obviously feeling confused about everything. "I need to go" I tell him standing up from my seat. He stood up too. "What's in that paper?" "Nothing" he scoffs "nothing? then why did you act so off immediately you read that thing?"

One of the wolves steps up to me, growling for me to stop. A massive mansion appears nearby. It’s three stories high, dark, and painted-chipped with vines growing on it from years of no maintenance. Glass-stain windows display beautiful angel designs. It’s like the dark castle from Beauty and the Beast, and I’m Belle. Am I supposed to fall for the Beast? Can I change him from his ruthless ways? I laugh in my head at the thought. Yeah right.

"Lucky for you, I know exactly what he is. And I know how to take him down." Jake’s stomach twisted. "What do you mean?" The man’s smirk deepened. "Blackwood isn’t just some rich prick. He’s a monster. A werewolf. And I can help you expose him—and destroy him." Jake’s pulse spiked. He knew. He knew. Still, he played it cool. "What’s in it for you?" The man grinned, something dark lurking behind his teeth. "Let’s just say we have a common enemy. And I’ve got the resources to take him out. All I need is your cooperation."

Perhaps it was her own desperation that was infecting me, making me hurry too, until… We came across a man. It wasn't anyone I knew, of that I was certain. He had his back to me, but I think I would still have been able to recognize him. He was enormous, almost as tall as Noah. I couldn't see any details of his face, but he had curly brown hair and the back of his shirt was ruined, the torn fabric revealing several scars scattered across his back. The wolf's howl had stopped now, but I could still hear something.

He told his director while taking off his gloves. "Everyone, lets rapid up and get moving. We don’t have all night. I have to get home to my daughter and read some bedtime stories to her. Don’t drag on! Move your weak legs faster! Alvin and Derrie! Do a patrol around the area and report back in fifteen minutes.” Joe shouted with power in his voice. No one spoke a word, although the dirt trembled from the movement of their boots. There under every blanket of the night are mysteries that disappear in the mist with the darkness. The owl knows these secrets and has seen the face of the beast. These creatures are not a puzzle to the wind. The breeze has watched them mutate into their original for

Her cheeks flushed pink, and I could smell the arousal of her soaked pussy flowing in through my nostrils and filling up my lungs. My lips hovered over hers as I spoke. "You think you got me all figured out, don't you? Some folks say that I'm a reasonable guy, just as some call me the devil. Believe every one of them because I act accordingly. I will destroy you in the most brutal yet beautiful way, and when I'm done, you'll understand why they named me The Beast." Gia's eyes flickered like candles at night, full of passion and desire. Her rapid pulse had nothing to do with fear; she craved my touch, wanting me to fulfil my promise. A teasing smile danced across her lips, daring me to contin

“No, it’s not a coincidence, the gymnasium is named after my family. Now that we’ve introduced ourselves, I trust that I’ll not have any more interruptions when I use the punching bag.” Evan Alston watched the threesome from his position against the wall. He had been as enraptured as everyone else at the strength and skill displayed by the tiny woman. It had been astonishing to see the woman defeat men three times her size. He became even more intrigued when he overheard someone whisper her identity. The Beast.

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.

He looks sexy, and I feel a blush spreading through me, as I stare at this handsome man who is still laughing at me. “Hey! Stop laughing and help me!” “S... sorry Angel, I couldn’t help myself. You have nothing to fear though, he won’t harm you.” “Are you crazy? What is this thing?” “He is my dog, of course.” “Dog?! Are you blind? This isn’t a dog.” “Hmm well you would be half right. Lobo!”

The priestess of the Beast Clan, who was less than 20 years old, looked even holier and more beautiful in the robe which was as white as snow. Masters of the Beast Clan gathered around the altar. One of them was a tall and sturdy young beastman with thick hair and beard. He was particularly eye-catching in the crowd. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and there was a faint scar from between his eyebrows to the corner of his mouth. The scar was extremely shallow. Not only did it not affect his appearance, but it also added a bit of fierceness and wild beauty to him. The young beastman's long hair looked like burning fire. He was holding a pale golden long rod in his hand and was standing in