Beauty And The Beasts Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I say as I step into her tent, taking a seat on one of the couches. She follows behind me and I raise an eyebrow when Beast enters and seats on his hind legs next to me while watching Simone’s every move… growling a little when she tries to come closer. “You know I enjoy talking to you, Alpha. Do you want some tea?” She asks and I don’t miss the vicious glare she secretly gives Beast before wiping it off and smiling widely at me. A wave of disgust washes through me. She’s a fake. How did I not notice this?

Passed ten when Boone and Finn left the Condo. They’re both excited for different reason. Finn is looking forward for the Japanese Cheesecake. He stroll the internet last night about this newly opened café that Boone was talking about and the cheesecake were the one that really took his interest. While Boone was anticipating the fact that he had a chance to do their usual thing when they are still together. He was hoping that it will make Finn realize that he also missed him as his lover and would take back his words. If it won’t happen then he’ll find another way.

She sits up straight in her chair, leaning in. I nod. “Well, imagine something like one of those beasts—the long snout, pointy fangs, enormous tongue that doesn’t quite fit, uncontrollable slobbering, mangy fur, and these evil-looking unholy eyes. Imagine being caught somewhere between that wolf-like creature and a human. Mangled, twisted bones set at strange angles with patches of skin and tufts of fur.” I shake my head, my stomach turning just thinking about it. No, I can’t allow her to see me. Bexley isn’t leaning away from me. She doesn’t get up and dart out the door. Instead, she reaches a hand across the table. My paw lies within her reach. I want to pull it away, but I don’t.

It appears that he was the only one who is genuinely happy about the news. This is it. My life is finally going to change. Everyone has seen that I am strong and that the alpha has recognized my strength. No longer will they laugh behind my back for being small and different. No longer will they think of me as the weak link for being an abnormal wolf - an abnormal beauty, as they used to call me. I am strong and I am cruel, like a true lycan. My name is Belle, and starting today, I am the Lycan’s new beta.

“Ji, don't do this to me. Please don't. I want this baby. I love him, please don't snatch him from me. Furthermore, I'll do whatever you want, or I'll accept anyone whom you desire, I'll never say anything about it. Please ji, please. He is our son. He is a part of us, a symbol of our love. Please. You wanted a baby from me. I'm giving you so why ji why you're doing this?” Beauty screamed at the beast. However, The beast was staring at her. Her breathing was labored as she glared at him. “I don't want anything from you, not even a baby". Beast was deeply looking at her. Beauty sobbed loudly at his words. “This is yours. This is your baby”, Beauty broke down in front of him. “I know that and

She couldn't believe that she was thinking like this about her friend! But then again she could. She remembered being cradled in his arms half in and out of consciousness and some man had called him Beast. He'd said "Beast take care of her", or something in that vein. Ashleigh stared grimly into space. Once upon a time she only cared about how someone looked, how good she looked, how good they looked together. Ashleigh knew the truth; when it was all said and done it wasn't Christopher who was the Beast, it was her.

I turned to her. Bri was whole, and that was all that mattered to me. She had hurt my trust, but that was something we could manage later. The Beast trudged through the shallows in fury, wanting to end something…someone. Right now, in his rage, anyone would do. A soft hand caught my arm. I turned to her and studied every detail of her with The Beast's gifts, my gifts. Her aura pulsed when she shifted, becoming a Beast that mimicked mine: pale fur and muscled arms and legs, her silver-green eyes boring into mine. She was mine as much as I was hers, and she was angry at the man who fled. What memories could he have stolen? What had I forgotten over the years?

Maxine I managed to wait until Thursday, but I wasn't going to be at school tomorrow, and I really wanted to get this off my chest before Saturday. I was going to reject them—not because they were beasts, and not because they weren't attractive. I just felt like this wasn't right. I wasn't what they needed. I was going to let them go, and hopefully, they would find someone who could handle all three of them, or maybe even individual girlfriends. I am sorry, but I am not Belle, and this isn’t Beauty and the Beast. It isn’t a fairy tale. It is real.

I ran towards him, my heart beating fast, as I held him in my hands, calling out his name, begging him to stay with me. Alex and Nora walked towards me, trying to pull me away from him, but I refused to step back. Soon, the beast started moving, his eyes opening slowly. I smiled and called his name. "Beast, beast, please stay with me," I cried, tears streaming down my face. I could feel the texture of his fur, soft and warm, under my fingers. As I held onto him, I could feel his weak breaths against my face. "I love you," I heard him say, and before I knew what was happening, his eyes closed.

She let out a scream of ecstasy as I moved to her other br**st and repeated the motion. The beast was in no mood for drawn out foreplay today, he wanted his sweet release, and fast. I stood from the bed and removed my pants and shirt, before kneeling between Harriet’s legs. She moaned when I rubbed the head of my pe**s against her ready and waiting folds. I pushed in hard, entering her all the way. Her eyes rolled back and her back arched at the sensation it gave her. I began pumping, hard and fast, as my beast roared in satisfaction.