Beauty In The Beast World Novels & Stories

She continued: “So Dondus the owl told Desper the rat that the beastsss all rallied around the Great Mother of the Beasts. She of course was the strongest and fastest but she never leaves her cave beyond the river. She stays there with seven of the fiercest beasts to guard her all the time. Other beasts bring her food. She would of course be the hardest to kill especially with her guards protecting her but if she was killed, all of her children, the beastsss that is, would die. So is the magic of the creatures the owl told Desper. All of the beastsss draw their strength from their mother. She can tell when any one of them has been slain and can see through the eyes of any other beast. She is

Yet others spoke of nightmares, of walls slick with blood, of a roar that froze their souls. When Zara’s name was called, she stepped into the center, cloak brushing the cracked marble. Her heart hammered, but her voice held. “I saw Maxim Vale become what our ancestors feared,” she said. Gasps rippled through the room. “I also saw him fight it. He could have drowned in that rage and taken us all with him. Instead, he reached for me. He chose to come back.” She turned, meeting each pair of skeptical eyes. “The Beast is not a weapon. It is a wound. And wounds can heal if we let them.”

Massimo looked at himself, sounding more bitter than he intended. “If the beast could do it, why couldn’t you?” Millie shrugged, as if that were obvious “Listen, the first cool thing Beast did was give Beauty a library, so you can...” “Are you two reading stories?” the voice coming from the door made them both silence, just a second before Alice appeared, with Lady in her arms “There, honey. Lady is now clean. Avoid leaving her alone digging in the yard again, okay? We don’t want to make Thea sad about the Persian rugs getting muddy again.”

They hurried toward the windows and shut them one after another, blocking out every trace of sunlight before quickly scrambling out of the room. They knew better than to leave the windows open around me. I was a beast condemned to live in darkness. A curse placed upon me by a powerful witch had taken away my ability to withstand sunlight. It was not merely an inconvenience. It had stripped me of the freedom to rule my own kingdom as I once had. A hundred years ago, my own Beta, Scott, betrayed me. He divided my kingdom into two factions and took half of it for himself. But betrayal was only the beginning of what he did to me, he killed my mate.

"Listen up, class! Mr. Zane Atlantis here is going to be your new teacher. He is a professor, and I hope you will be able to lean from him." "Oh, he can teach me all night!" A girl suddenly yelled and Mrs. James rolled her eyes. She looked like she had been expecting the reaction, as the rest of the girls giggled, a few just staring at him like they were watching prey. Alpha Zane said nothing and the woman spoke up again. "Detention, Bonnie. Now for the rest of you, I would like you to behave. You do not want to give Zane the impression that all of you are some kind of starved little girls now, will you?"

I reached out and grabbed his chin softly, then tilted his face up so I could see him properly. I was shocked. Speechless. I did not expect this… this kind of beauty. My heart flipped, but I didn’t pay attention to it. His hair was a warm brown, slightly messy like he’d been running his fingers through it. His eyes were a deep, normal shade of green, but they held something that hit me harder than I wanted to admit. He was breathtaking in a quiet, unguarded way that most people in our world had long lost. Too bad I’m here for his sister, not him.

I dig deep and find the courage and say, "Good one, Faith. Though, I have to ask if you've ever even seen Beauty and The Beast?" Faith lifts her bushy brow and nods, her smirk slightly turning into a frown. "Hmm, interesting," I say, tapping my index finger against my chin. "See, Belle doesn't really wear makeup. In fact, I don't think she wears any at all. So, with that being said, I don't see how you truly look like Belle. You've caked on so much makeup, that if your beast here were to hit you in the face with a pillow, your face would imprint the sheet." I bring my hand over my mouth and am in shock at how my mouth got away from me. It's like my lips couldn't stop moving, rambling on and

"Bella I remember you called me a particular name the day you got drunk back in Nigeria. Beast yes?" Wow. He had a sharp memory. I nodded. "Yes beast. I am beauty and you are beast" He shrugged his shoulders. "That's an insane description of the two of us. Is it a movie?" My jaws dropped and I stared at him "Don't you know Beauty and the Beast? It's a Disney fairytale. Didn't you get to watch it?" He shook his head. "I didn't watch all those. I wasn't opportuned to. Tell me about it"

I sensed it was because of the fact that he turned them. “Please listen to me--” “Not them.” “Not them, Ava.” “They were responsible for the girl’s death! Tabitha…they fed on her blood and made her hate herself.” I let out. “I need to know what creature they are! What did you turn them to?” King Caspian was silent that instant. It was almost like he absorbed everything I said and was contemplating it. After a long while, he finally spoke. “My beast has different abilities.” “You’re lucky you took most of its genes, Ava.”

He answered. His words made total sense. As simple as he looked, he was wise and very accurate with his intuitions. "So what's your decision father. We both know that when you cross the damn river there is no point of return." I reminded him. "Damon, That Beast is searching for a breeder. A bond and mate. If luckily Hera proves herself worthy and its instinct is drawn fully to her, it won't harm her. I don't want to think the worst that's why I still have a ray of hope that she is still alive and being kept well." He answered.