Cruel Beauty Novels & Stories

“I would never take advantage of you.. I-i truly know a lot about you.. Your name is Beauty, you used to be a witch of Crescent kingdom and I.. used to be the prince of the twelve hell realms, Cameron.” Immediately he said that, pictures of a bold confident woman wearing a red dress with a hood flashed in my mind. I didn't know if that was an imagination or a flashback but I could see a fair woman clad in a dramatic long red dress with a hood covering her hair. Surrounding her was a bunch of red roses with black spots on every single one of them. As I looked closely at the woman's face, I was stunned. The woman was me. So I was a witch? Was I bad?

But she, she could probably make supermodel body-conscious. Actually, I don’t think I’ve seen a she-wolf look this good. Ever. Same with humans. There are a few supernaturals who are gifted with incredible beauty though, so that could be it. The thing with this is that, as a rule, anything too unnaturally pretty or ugly, by and large, means predators. Unnatural ugliness is generally a good way to scare people. A lot of things thrive of fear. Either they feed on it, or grow stronger with it, or just enjoy terrifying their preys. Typically, there is a ratio, the uglier it gets, the scarier it is. Like if the inner ugliness or monster hood is reflected in its appearance. And there is a similar

The malevolent gaze of the anomaly in front of them made them have a taste of death. A deadly crisis dangled over all of their heads, however, the women in the group were the most terrified. Creed realized that the beast might not be acting like a mindless savage, but his intent of inhumane barbarity was clear as glass, and there were no limits to his cruelty. Creed understood that once he got his hands over them, he wouldn't hesitate to do unspeakable things without even a single shred of remorse. Maira and Rain both trembled like the leaves in the storm, while Nakiya had already fallen unconscious due to foul rhythm.

“Something Crux had been developed. It kills you slowly from the inside. Every vein feels like it’s tearing itself apart. The pain builds until there’s nothing left of you. Eventually, you give up.” He said it like he was describing the weather. I stared at him, my stomach turning. “You sound… familiar with it,” I said. A smile tugged at his lips. “I should be,” he replied. “I created the formula and Crux made it possible.” The words hit me like a slap. “You–” My voice broke. “How could you?” “This is who I am,” he said simply. “The sooner you accept that, the easier things will be for you.”

Blood splattered across the forest floor, and Zarek snarled in fury, but he was visibly weakening. Cruella’s breath caught in her throat as she watched Liam move in for the kill. He was fast, definitely too fast. Before Zarek could recover, Liam’s claws sliced through the air, and with one final strike, he drove his claws deep into Zarek’s chest. The beast let out a horrific scream before collapsing to the ground, motionless. Liam stood over the fallen creature, breathing heavily but unscathed. His eyes burned with an almost predatory satisfaction, his body still radiating the power of the Alpha. He turned to face Cruella, his gaze dark and intense, the aftermath of the fight hanging in the

Crystal noticed their rapid hand movements which went along with their voices that came out incoherent and angry. "... Adeline, stop this, okay!?" Cyrus's voice came out louder which caused the woman to flinch. Crystal furrowed her eyebrows when she remembered it was the woman he had been talking about to his friend. When the woman turned around, Crystal closed the door slightly, leaving a small space for her to peek. She eyed the curvy body of the petite woman, taking in how the short dress she wore hugged her small frame to her lucious brown wavy hair to her plump rosey lips. Her eyebrows were perfectly arched as well as her perfectly pointed nose. Crystal was envious of how beautiful she

“ It’s okay baby and I am so sorry for all the embarrassment you faced today. You should come to kitwe one of these days and I will make it up to you just the way you like it. I will treat you like a queen that you are. Please, don’t put Laura’s words at heart, she means nothing to me.” Once the call got cut, Natasha went to take a shower so that she could feel much more relaxed. However, her body needed more than just a shower to feel relaxed , it needed a man’s touch. So when she got out of the shower, she hurriedly picked up her phone and made a booty appointment. She went to her closet and picked out a red lingerie and a black waist coat. She wore her make up glamorously and looked very

She spat, glaring hatefully at Jasmine and the maids. As Jasmine turned, her heart stuttered at the sight of Cruella, her piercing gaze and sinister smile making her skin crawl. Samantha and Clara followed her gaze, their conversation dying on their lips. A collective shiver ran down their spines as Cruella's eyes seemed to bore into their souls. A slow, cruel smile spread across Cruella's face, her eyes gleaming with pleasure as she basked in their fear, her presence sucking the warmth from the air.

The realization hit me hard - this wasn't just physical pain, this was emotional and psychological torture that would haunt me for the rest of my days. I sat in that shower for what felt like hours, letting the water beat down on me until it turned icy cold, numbing me to everything except the overwhelming sense of despair that threatened to consume me whole. I was broken, shattered into a million irreparable pieces by the cruelty of those who saw me as nothing more than a plaything to be used and discarded at will. As I finally dragged myself out of the shower and collapsed onto my bed, the weight of what had happened settled upon me with crushing force. The tears continued to fall unchecke

she said. She leaned in and continued, “Out of all the Cooper extended brothers, the man I fear the most is Damian. He’s ruthless and dangerous…he’s practically the king of shady dirty money.” “What do I do now?” I asked. “Janelle, as much as I hate to say this…you have no choice. Accept it.” She said and I was shocked. Even brave Ashley suggested I accept a death contract? The couple interrupted us. “Good morning ladies,” the man said, and we greeted with a lowered bow.