Beauty And The Beasts Fanfiction 소설 & 이야기

“Boss, your mother is here. She says she wants breakfast with you… and your husband.” Alexander looked at Aiden, one eyebrow raised. Aiden looked back, suddenly nervous. “...Your mom is here?” he asked, voice a little higher than usual. Alexander smirked, already swinging his legs off the bed. “Relax. She already likes you more than she likes me.” Aiden blinked, sitting up straighter. “That can’t be true.” Alexander walked toward the door but paused for a moment, looking back at Aiden with a teasing smile. “Come on, kitten.”

Her eyes snapped back up to mine instantly, wide and furious and goddamn beautiful. “Do you always blink like that when you're trying to kill someone with silence?” I asked, smirking just slightly. She said nothing. So I leaned in a fraction more, my voice dipping dangerously low. “You act like I don’t know how much you want to slap me. But if I touched you the way I want to, Bella… your legs would forget how to hold you up.” Her pupils dilated. Her breathing hitched again. But still—still—she didn’t move. Her spine was straight, but I knew her knees were questioning all of life’s decisions.

Beasty is starting to look like another being in that same body. “It was quite fun actually, fooling the guy who thinks is fooling everyone.” She briskly uttered, “Well, to be honest, I was kind of curious what a DISGRACED like you can actually do, but never did I expect things to end this way, where I actually get to shed tears.” She laughed. “I am totally impressed.” Beasty added, “You are just like misery, waiting for your prey to stumble, to breaking down before you sink your teeth on its neck," she smirked. "How daunting.”

Now hell on the way. "The Beauty is going to face this beast. And this beast is going to claim that beauty."

I didn’t care, but I didn’t want the locals trigger-happy and putting down innocent animals. The moon hung high and full overhead. Two women ran along the trail with LED running lights around their upper arms and they both gasped when I passed them. I hid my speed as much as I dared. Let them think what they wanted. Like I could be an Olympian runner. I didn’t care. I needed to find that omega. Her honeysuckle and light cinnamon scent drifted on the wind like a thread among the pollution of the city. I quickened my steps and I didn’t care who saw me. The urge to find her squeezed my chest until I felt like I couldn’t take in enough air.

she warned with gritted teeth, yet Ruan just smiled tauntingly. “I will gladly receive my punishment later, My Luna!” “Beast!” “Well… they said I was. And they also say I am rough and unstoppable. Want a demo, baby?” Another scream escaped from her lips, echoing in the heart of the forest. Because indeed, he just proved her what kind of unstoppable and rough beast he was. They said Beauty can tame the Beast. Yet, sometimes, there are Beauties that is designed to awaken the beast in some men. And unfortunately, Kaliyah found herself in the later situation.

A place of peace and joy was in Adonis's room. Adonis looked at Alex with curious eyes, the boy's chubby mouth began to move to say something, Adonis's eyes lit up and the boy's clear voice rang out, attracting Alex's attention, the boy said. “Uncle Alex Today my teacher told me a story called "Beauty and the Beast". The ending of the story is very happy, a ferocious beast turns into a handsome man, so is this story true? Can a man turn into a beast and a beast can turn into a man?”

The jealousy. I knew exactly what they wanted. They wanted to be me. To trade places. To feel her wrapped around them, soft and yielding and theirs. Brammon made a strangled sound in his throat. Rhydan's eyes flashed amber, his skin started to scale, his dragon rising to the surface. So I fed it. Let them burn. I adjusted my grip on her hips, pulling her closer, feeling the way she stirred in her sleep—instinctively seeking me even unconscious.

"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.