Beauty Within The Beast Novels & Stories

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.

And with that, she let go — not in fear, but in freedom. The change came not with pain, but with light. Her body shimmered, her spirit expanding, her form rippling into something both ethereal and powerful. When the light faded, she stood tall beside Damien’s massive black wolf — her fur white as moonfire, her eyes gleaming like liquid starlight. The pack fell silent, mesmerized. Then, one by one, they lowered their heads — not in submission, but in reverence. The White Wolf of legend. The protector reborn. The mate of their Alpha.

Victor threw a small crystal sphere onto the ground. It exploded into blinding white light. Beauty covered her eyes. The cavern shook violently. When her vision returned... Everything had changed. The battlefield was gone. The guardians. The lake. The throne. Alex. Everyone. Gone. Beauty stood alone in an endless white space. A little girl appeared before her. She couldn't have been older than eight. She had silver eyes. Long black hair. And she wore the same pendant Beauty had inherited from her mother. The child smiled sadly.

Kiema said, patting Kord's arm braced over her front. "The Beast. It comes," Alok said, his pale blue eyebrows dipped low over his tricolored eyes. "Right, yes. You've mentioned. What is the beast and why should I care?" Kiema asked. The group of Wardens jerked back as if Kiema had punched them in the bellies. "The Beast is the natural apex predator of all magical kind. It is the antithesis to any Prime or Prime descendant."

Her sweet scent whispered in the night air, faint but distinct, teasing my senses and pulling me in her direction like an invisible thread. My heart raced. She was on the other side of the park. Was she in her wolf form? Some omegas never shifted, but I’d heard of a few who did. The urge to change into my wolf and track her pumped through my veins. But a wolf roaming through the city wouldn’t go over well. I didn’t care, but I didn’t want the locals trigger-happy and putting down innocent animals.

It took seconds before Ugar was standing tall before us. I’ve seen Beast transformed, and I’ve heard all the things people have had to say about how extraordinary he looks, but I don’t believe he beats Ugar. Our father’s dragon truly is a sight for sore eyes. “Excuse me, I’m not too bad either,” Beast growled lowly in my head. I chuckled. “I meant no offense. It’s just clear where you get your beauty from.”

Her cheeks flushed pink, and I could smell the arousal of her soaked pussy flowing in through my nostrils and filling up my lungs. My lips hovered over hers as I spoke. "You think you got me all figured out, don't you? Some folks say that I'm a reasonable guy, just as some call me the devil. Believe every one of them because I act accordingly. I will destroy you in the most brutal yet beautiful way, and when I'm done, you'll understand why they named me The Beast." Gia's eyes flickered like candles at night, full of passion and desire. Her rapid pulse had nothing to do with fear; she craved my touch, wanting me to fulfil my promise. A teasing smile danced across her lips, daring me to contin

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.

I reply jokingly and a sudden knock on the door stops her from replying. "Who's there?" She hissed sharply. "It's me Bayo." A familiar voice replies and I deadpan. "Omg! Ini, he's here!" I whisper screamed excitedly with a wide grin plastered on my face. "Chill Tee, chill and take a deep breath." Ini instructs and I do as she says, following her hand and trying to breathe calmly. "How do I look?" I ask her. "You look like the natural beaut that you are." She assures with a wink before adding; "Don't lose you temper in any way, apologise to him for avoiding him earlier and lastly, kiss and makeup." She grinned and I eye her from head to toe.

Sanyukta settled herself beside him but on a proper distance. He rested his head on his palm waiting her to start a conversation. "Today...I'll tell you the story of a real beauty and a beast."she said in a deep tone. "Sanyukta..is it..like Disney's..?"he questioned jokingly. "No..Randhir...in this story..the beast is...a beast..actually... he didn't change but the beauty lost herself...and til today she couldn't forget the betrayal given by her beast whom she thought was her prince charming."she replied with gloominess.