Beauty Is The Beast Manga นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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.

Standing at the edge of the water, beauty started saying some incantations and her silver eyes glowed and she used her feet to touch the water. The water started rumbling and beauty went back to stand near her father, their eyes never leaving the circle of water. Soon a head of a beast was seen coming out of the water. It has four horns and two heads. Two horns on each of the heads. He was hideous. Half of him remains in the water. "Who summoned me?" He demanded he have no eyes or nose. When he spoke his tongue came out of his mouth. "It is I, your humble servant Cretin. My father seeks for you." Beauty answered. She had sacrificed her mother to him in exchange for powers. Her father who kno

"It's okay. You don't have to be afraid of me. I'm your mate, and I know you will never hurt me. I just want to hold you. I've missed you Kendrick, please come to me" The beast sniffed loudly, drawing in more of her intoxicating scent. But that strange smell, the smell of the ocean made it growl in anger. It moved out of the darkness a little, intrigued by the young woman who didn't seem to be afraid of it. The beast didn't know why, but it felt its anger and rage fading off as it stared at the young woman with bright purple hair and silver eyes.

He inhaled deeply, drawing the mountain air and the lingering trace of scent into his lungs. He smelled the scorched wood from my First Moon flare. And he smelled Kieran. The silver in his eyes didn't just burn... it turned murderous. "He touched you," Caspian whispered. The voice didn't belong to a man. It was the low, vibrating growl of the Beast, vibrating through the floorboards. "You ran from my bed, out of my territory, straight into the camp of the male who sold you. And you let him put his hands on you?"

She cursed herself mentally. She was still lost in thought when a hand tapped her shoulder. She flinched in shock and almost reacted with a punch. She turned swiftly to see a girl who looked her age, standing behind her and wearing what looked like a maid's uniform. The girl was pretty,with big brown eyes,an oval face, small red lips and a slim figure. Amaya looked at her open-mouthed for almost a minute before the girl snapped her back to reality. "You must be the new girl the Don brought back earlier" the girl said in her tiny angelic voice.

In my previous life, I was completely fooled by her masterful performance. My elder sister, Victoria Songworth, had always been vain about her beauty. She frequently used royal expeditions as excuses to visit the beast kingdoms and seduce their nobles. However, after having her fun, she would claim that even the most powerful beast aristocrats were still crude foreigners beneath her station. Knowing she could not end things cleanly, she left those three beastmen with ambiguous parting words before conspiring with Mother to stage this elaborate performance. She got her clean escape, but I was left to bear the consequences when those three beastmen marked me as the killer of their beloved. I p

Chapter 14- Silver Rain, Vanilla, and Cotton Candy AZRAEL POV Goddess. She was so beautiful. Not the kind of beauty poets wrote about in soft, little, love songs. No. My mate was the kind of beauty that made wars start. The kind that made monsters kneel. It fucking made sense. How Malrik’s beast was so tamed and pliant during a full moon. How he had raged and broken chains to reach her. It all made sense now.

"Isn't this rain lasting a little too long?" Felix held me close, frowning slightly. Beastmen were always sharp—his instincts were sounding the alarm. I nodded. Fortunately, we had reinforced the power system earlier. Otherwise, with rain this heavy, a blackout would have been a real problem. "Honey, should we go take a look outside?" I blinked. "How?" "By flying, of course." He ruffled my hair, murmured something under his breath, and suddenly—wings unfurled across his back.

This time, it was a beautiful girl wearing a white long dress who lay in an old squared rock with some unidentified manuscript. The manuscript was ancient as I could read even a single letter from it. “Emir, help me, please! Don’t let the Beast lord kill me. I need you as you needed me most.” “Come here, stretched out your hand to me!” I was about to hold her hand when the girl that I hit suddenly disappeared. “Hey, you the beast inside me, do you have any idea about the girl?” I was taking chances asking the beast inside me if he knows something.

It sat back on its haunches and let out a proud howl now that the mark was in its proper place. “Okay,” Bella breathed, startled. A quick check confirmed that Victor's mark was still on her right hand where it belonged. Relieved, she turned back to the beast and took a moment to study it. It was beautiful. Lean and elegant, it resembled Victor's atypical beast form more than Darian's. It was strangely more human than the others, which lent it a grotesque kind of beauty all its own. Its thick mane was adorned in white and gray feathers that looked as if they had come from a dove. Now that it wasn't roaring and snarling at her, it seemed almost peaceful.