Beauty And The Beasts Curtis Novels & Stories

"Seeing the Beast half-dead beside the bed of roses, Beauty turned the ring over her hand three times without any hesitation. In an instant, she was teleported back to the castle and ran immediately to the Beast's side." Miss Yumi pretended to sob, acting out Beauty's lines from the storybook. "I'm so sorry, this is all my fault. Please don't die, I should have come back earlier. I should have said yes to you a long time ago, but I didn't because I was foolish. Please come back..." Miss Yumi's voice realistically broke that Cathedra was actually impressed with her acting. "Please don't leave me... I love you." The next page showed a close up shot of Beauty's tears falling over the Beast's bo

Then, there was a BMW X5, glinting under the courtyard lights. Stepping out, I inhaled deeply, absorbing the sheer opulence—before my breath hitched. A massive black Boerboel emerged from the shadows, panting heavily as it locked its gaze onto me. A silent, unmoving presence. A death stare. I stiffened, instinctively stepping back. "It doesn’t bite," a voice drawled lazily. I looked up. Kurtis. Perched on the first-floor balcony, he leaned against the railing, a glass of wine in hand. Dressed in a simple, light shirt and white shorts, he looked entirely unbothered. "Stop staring and join me."

All she could see was a sturdy and stern looking man in the front of the staircase with his torso slightly exposed in that white shirt and the muscles he had were worth drooling. Curtis had glowing golden irises which were slightly darker than the rest of the werewolves. And it was definitely a sign for others to respect his presence and decisions. Of course, he was the personal messenger of the noble alpha Lord Cyrus Rhaziel, and even royal bloods were obliged to obey him since the king was behind him. "How bold of you to attempt to breach the rules," Curtis glided down the golden staircase which rested in the middle of the hall. While his sleek black hair tied in a long ponytail with a gol

"You're my brother Curtis,and I'm only telling you about this because of the bond we share. "Alright Mark. Where'd you intend to go with Imelda and the kids?" Curtis asked. "I'm not sure for now,but I was thinking about the little cottage in the woods close to the river. It's a secluded area and we won't easily be spotted" Mark replied. "Alright then. Give me updates about your whereabouts okay?" Curt said. "Yeah I will" Mark replied. "Curtis help me be on the lookout for any new deals that might benefit me and bring profit. I need any way to make sure I settle the Don" Mark said in a pleading tone.

I continued, "but the beast isn't a monster. He's a kind and gentle soul who's been cursed by the Goddess. As I yelled, a loud yell could be heard from inside the castle, causing the people to stare in fear. I watched as they gazed up, and I saw the beast emerge from his castle and start walking towards us. The men around me were freaking out, but I stood still, unable to look away from the creature's approach. I could sense the sadness in his eyes as he looked at me.

Hugo’s head snapped back, and before he could recover, he ran back into the mansion, whimpering. Deangelo stood there, with lava literally coming out of his nose, like a fire-breathing dragon held back by a leash, questioning how everything had gone so wrong, so fast. "Lord Deangelo..." A melodic voice called his out his name, and he turned around to see who it was. It was—it was the beauty, she was leaning against the doorway of the backdoor, looking breathtakingly sexy and gorgeous. He let out a low whistle and began sprinting toward her, like a moth drawn to a flame.

I had no idea about what they were talking about. “Cronos is working with Carl to monopolize the industry. If you take over, a lot of things will change. I’ll give you everything that I can offer, just please. Please save my pack members. Especially the females and pups.” Zeke’s body tensed up at the mention of Carl. I squeezed Zeke’s arm and he looked down on me. It was as if he could read my mind, his expression completely changed. Zeke sighed and finally answered. “Fine, but you know I have my ways.” -- END

Marian covers her mouth while Celine has her hands pressed on her cheeks. “You’re so cute. Belle, is that your wolf form?” Celine gushes, immediately making her way to the side of the bed and placing a hand on top of my head. “This isn’t the first time I have seen you in your wolf form, but it is the first time that I get to meet you like this when you are conscious.” She begins to rub my cheeks and head. “You’re so fluffy. You don’t mind me touching you like this, right?”

He was about to leave when Irvin stopped him. “Can I talk to you?” Reign raised a brow at him. Irvin remembered what Oliver told him the last time they hang out here. That Reign is also part of the third sex and having an affair with a guy. “J-Just a few question.” “Right in time! My shift already ended so gonna change first.” With that Reign left. After more or less fifteen minutes he came back without those puffy dress, hair extensions and make up. Instead a black haired, pale, skinny pretty boy faced Irvin. “You’re Reign?”

Curtis let out a deep breath as he climbed down from the high window which he had climbed earlier in order to see his mate, Claire, or rather instinctively watch her invisibility form move into her house. When he thought that he had seen enough bizarre things relating to Derek’s mate, his own turned out to have magic. Oh wow, what a twist. He thought, sliding down to the floor, the sleep totally gone from his eyes.