Novel & Cerita Beauty And The Beast Webtoon

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.

“Thank you. Thank you so much for coming…" Dark desire ran through his body when his Innocent Angel hugged him. Closely, Tightly. Viso's lips broke into a twisted smirk for having his favourite fruit in his arms. His Cherry-lipped girl. He suddenly recalled the line of the story He heard in school once. Beauty caught the eyes of the Beast. At this moment, The Beauty was hugging the beast tightly unaware of the fact that he was going to cage her in his palace forever.

I opened it and began reading a story for him - Beauty and the Beast. One of my favourite stories when I was younger. I chucked as I imagined mr Adam being the beast while am beauty. He'll kill me for sure if he learns that I think of him as a beast. But he thinks women are witches So it's kind of fair. Wait a second...the beast later fell deeply Inlove with the beauty. Hmm. No way! The mr Adam I know has no feelings at all. .......Adam's pov...... i stood far away as the house cleaner who is a male mopped the exact spot Kira was hiding when I caught them in my room.

I hope you stick around to read about them too… And I’ve began a new journey as well…completely new characters and a completely new book… ‘A BEAUTY FOR THE BEAST’ I hope you’ll give it a chance too…Once again thank you all for reading my story, it meant so much to me. [ALL THIS COULDN'T HOLD IN THE AUTHOR'S NOTE SECTION...SORRY]

he smirked, looking at me intently with a cheeky smile. My brows slightly crossed. I lifted my chin, daring him to look at me even more. "Drew Mondragon," I muttered under my breath. He never smiled, and his eyes were still glued to mine. "Be tough, Beauty. This is the reality of your dreams. They will offer you something in exchange for sex. Some are vulgar as they want to taste you badly. You've got the body, the beauty, plus your name is Beauty." Drew's jaw tightened, and his eyes turned down, staring at my legs.

"So, how about you join me for a story? This one's got some... interesting parts." The Beast raised an eyebrow, his deep voice rumbling like distant thunder. "Interesting how?" He leaned forward, his curiosity piqued. Belle had a way of drawing him out, making him feel less like a beast and more like a man. She flipped to a chapter she'd bookmarked, one that described a couple lost in the throes of intense attraction. The words on the page painted vivid pictures: lovers entwined in a moonlit room, their breaths mingling, hands exploring with eager tenderness. It was steamy, full of building heat and whispered promises, but far from anything harmful just pure, electric chemistry.

I question, my tone heavy with absolute grievance. Lucien tenderly rubs his palm over my messy hair, his voice softening just a fraction. "My tongue is merely playing, little wolf. This is simply how my beast demonstrates his ownership over your life." Despite the fierce pride burning in my chest, my wolf completely stops fighting his aura. As I slowly force my boots to stand, my hands hesitate at the waistband of my trousers. Lucien playfully extends a single finger, tracing the thin edge of my underwear with an agonizingly slow stroke. "Have your processors calculated the lethal consequences of keeping your Alpha waiting?"

She stood at the center of the hunters’ encampment, surrounded by shadowy figures, her heart pounding as her transformation inched closer to completion. The hunters had prepared well for this moment. Silver chains bound her wrists, sapping her strength, while intricate runes glowed faintly around the perimeter, designed to weaken werewolves and disrupt their abilities. The red moon overhead amplified their magic, casting long shadows that seemed alive. Jake stood nearby, his hybrid form fully revealed under the moon’s light. His monstrous figure looked even more grotesque now—his wolf-like features stretched unnaturally, his claws glinting like daggers in the crimson glow.

He watched them fly away and wished he could join them. Wait for me, he tried to shout. One stopped. A girl? It glanced back at him before sprinting into the darkness. The howls of the dokkaebi echoed through the trees. The goblin convulsed—leaves crunching and dirt flying—until its body jerked in a final death throe like a fish flopping on a deck. The smoke dissipated. The girl’s tails faded. The air cleared. She sat upon the dokkaebi as calm as a child perched on her favorite reading chair. Her hand was still spread over its chest. Then the beast’s body began to crack, fissures racing along its ruddy skin.

Bella's POV It has been 2 days since Xavier had been to his London. He will be arriving tomorrow or the day after. I cannot wait to see him again. To tell the truth, I have missed him a lot. His caring words, his smile and his incredibly beautiful eyes. I missed them all. Currently I was in mine and Xavier's room, painting with the canvas, painting and paint brush that I found in the old storage beside the garden. I was painting Xavier's midnight black wolf with a night background and a full on the top. It was so beautiful. I painted this with my imagination and it came out awesome.