Novel & Cerita Beauty And The Beast Man

Just remembering how it felt to be held and treated by it made me break down in tears again. It acted like a human and even had a name. "Hunter". Now it was Zver and there was this threatening aura around the beast man and his hateful words of killing me stung my heart so bad. "Why Hunter?" I sobbed sadly. When the door opened I quickly moved hitting the cold wall again. Zver walked in and glanced at me for a second before going around the bed and sitting down. "Will you continue to act foolish?" He asked as he pulled off his cloak.

Before l can think of something to do my eyes almost popped up from their sockets when Venus's shifted into a beast too. I was so shocked that l didnt notice the beast black in color almost teared my fresh. If it's not a big brown beast that bounced on it, l would have been dead by now.. The brown beast teared the black one and it gave out aloud howling. It kept on struggling against the brown who was in control. I took a glance at my sorroundings still shivering. And realization hit me hard that there is no single human left apart from me. Where is Alex, Ron and other students? Did they also turn into beasts like Venus.

He had pinned me against the cold stone of the relic chamber, his arm coiled around my head, the other hand bruising my hip. His breath was ragged, his golden eyes heavy with the darkness of the curse that threatened to consume him. “You want to hate me,” he growled, his fangs scraping against my throat. “Your scent tells me otherwise, even as your eyes promise murder.” I choked on a breath, my body betraying me. “I will never be your Queen,” I snapped, even as my body arched towards him. He laughed softly, pressing his hips into mine, so I could feel the rigid length of him. “I don’t want a Queen, little Null. I want to burn alive in you before the world ends. And you, you’re going

And for some reason, instead of just keeping it to myself, I voice it. “This reminds me of that scene in Beauty and the Beast. Where they dance, you know?” I feel stupid as soon as I’ve said it of course, but Blake actually looks at me and chuckles. “You know, that’s actually not too far off. You are a beauty, Anna. And many would describe me as a beast. Or maybe a monster.” Well, that’s for sure. And I should be afraid of this man, but he’s got me seeing only the good sides of him—the sides of him I guarantee the rest of the world doesn’t even know exist.

Amir cleared his throat and gestured to the first one who had a burned scar on his face, he was the one who had a permanent scowl on his face. “The first one is Brute, he's pure strength and force. He may be the strongest one in the pack.” Amir explained. Brute didn’t react, he just stared at us with the same usual expression he had. A big part of me feels like he doesn’t want to be here.

A dragon’s roar pierces the silence in the room, and my body jolts, rebelling against the sharp, echoing sound. The man lifts his head, looking down at me. His eyes are dark–nearly black–but flaked with blues and golden, like stars. He’s devastatingly handsome, his features sharp and regal. He’s… beautiful, like he was carved by an old god. Moonlight drifts across his cheekbones, illuminating the powerful, glimmery scales barely visible beneath his skin. I weakly grip his arm, dragging in a ragged breath, filling my lungs with air–real air.

Still do. He was far more than they describe in the rumors. People say he kills without mercy. That he doesn't fall in love. That he's a dangerous man who should never be offended. That he'll end you in the blink of an eye. That he controls the government like it's his personal maid. All of that. But that isn't what I saw that night. I saw a lot of things I still can't explain in those eyes of his. He has that kind of dazzling beauty that feels out of this world, almost unreal. No... no... no, stop thinking of that shit. I don't have a crush on him. That's ridiculous.

The very notion sent a hot wave rolling through her, and she smiled, but then an edge of apprehension caused her stomach to clench. “Don’t I look awful?” she asked, feeling her face, the bandage, and then her head where her hair had been cut by the burn unit to save her scalp. “Mira,” he whispered, pecking her in between each word. “You are beautiful. I’m hard for you.” He took her hand and placed it over the bulge beneath his slacks, breathing his final statement, “I want to fuck you. Let me make you feel good. Let me help you forget all this shit you are going through, at least for a little while.”

Just as she had thought, he was only a gentleman before his parents but when they were alone, he revealed his most fearsome monster that will not care about you, woman or man. To her, he looked like a beast, the beast from ‘the beauty and the beast tale’. That beast never had the time to interact with people. He even locked Belle in a cell, behind iron bars. Who does that if not for someone that cares less about people, man or woman or child? Ramon was just like him, just that he wasn’t a beast physically, but he had the soul of a beast.

Olivia let out a breath she had been holding since earlier. Oh God, what was wrong with her? When she turned around earlier, she was shocked to see a tall, burly man with messy hair in front of her. The one thing that came to her mind was the 'Beast' character from the Beauty and The Beast cartoon. Big, hairy, and messy. Even the man's grumbling voice sounded remarkably similar. But Olivia realized that the man was not a fictional character but a real creature. What made her panic and embarrassed afterward was that the man seemed to wear nothing under the tightly wrapped black bathrobe around his body.