Every Beauty Needs A Beast Novels & Stories

As we walked to perform what we had recently rehearsed, I felt my heart pound rapidly. Suddenly, the premonition of what happened, flashed violently into my head. The killings of 300 people in total. I knew it was indeed survival of the fittest. I looked around, with my chin held up high in pride. Good thing we weren’t given any rules in this round of dance for the beast. Cause I had plans of my own. I needed a change. “I have to attract the beast at all costs,” -------

She wiggled her brows and parted her lips into a wide toothy grin. I chuckled, feeling embarrassed, but not as much as I did before. This woman was so easy to talk to, like I could spew all my secrets to her about my bedroom antics because she seemed to know what she was talking about. “No . . . not really. They all have specific sexual tastes, and I try to cater to them all. Not that I'm complaining. I'm getting the best sex of my life, and it helps that they are all hung like Trojans. All four of them. How lucky am I? I've got a passionate one, a Daddy Dom, one who's into BDSM, and a wild beast. Oh, and he likes to shift during sex. It's nothing too creepy, it just makes him look excessive

I try to be stern, but a huge grin begins spreading across my face at her antics, I can’t help it and Jack begins gushing as well so I’m surrounded. “Baby girl just how far have you gone? Please tell us. Shirtless?” I nod. “Aaaannnd??” Oh god, they want a description. “Um I’m not experienced with describing the male body guys and I haven’t seen anyone else, so I don’t have much to compare.” “But you watch movies, right?” I nod again to Anya’s question. “Okay so is he more like Jamie Dornan from Fifty Shades of Grey, or Robert Downey junior from Iron Man?”

"Things have changed since you left." "What kind of things?" "There are people living here who's not..normal. People who can transform into creatures at night." My eyes widened. "Werewolves?" "Yeah. But the beast is unlike the others. It's vicious and bloodthirsty. It kills people in its blinded rage." "So that was what dad talked about." "The Hunter group is going crazy for the beast. It's deadly and unpredictable. Not to mention that there's more than one." "Meaning the werewolves?"

After that, I'm not sure what to do. "The Beast Oracle is only a legend...Not a real being...right," she whispers, and I growl as the disrespectful term leaves her beautiful lips. Hurt and betrayal whip through my mind. My mate is just like all of them. We fight and die so they can live in peace and safety, but we are called beasts.

The very notion sent a hot wave rolling through her, and she smiled, but then an edge of apprehension caused her stomach to clench. “Don’t I look awful?” she asked, feeling her face, the bandage, and then her head where her hair had been cut by the burn unit to save her scalp. “Mira,” he whispered, pecking her in between each word. “You are beautiful. I’m hard for you.” He took her hand and placed it over the bulge beneath his slacks, breathing his final statement, “I want to fuck you. Let me make you feel good. Let me help you forget all this shit you are going through, at least for a little while.”

’ A part of her mind coldly asked her. She blinked back her tears. She was stunned by her own thoughts. Shea swallowed the lump in her throat as she realized how much her thoughts were slowly becoming a venomous poison to her thoughts – as doubts and uncertainties started to creep into her entire system. ‘If it is his beast, then would it change a thing? Denver and his beast were one. He is part of his beast, and so was he to his monster. You can’t separate the two of them. They were part of the whole, and that’s the reality that you must accept.’

Do you want to go get something to eat? "No, I don't want to bother you." "No, it's bothering you. You paid for the ice cream, now it's my turn, let's go." Axel got up from the bench. "Okay, fine." She got up too. Alicia walked beside him as he finished the ice cream. They arrived at a restaurant, and when they entered, it was a beautiful place. Its windows had stained-glass windows with beautiful flowers, which let in a lot of light. "Woah! It's beautiful, isn't it?"

She seemed so good, innocent, and in love that a part of me was still entranced by her. “Are you okay?” she asked immediately. “They said you were out hunting, and I—” “I had to release my beast,” I said calmly. "I had gone too long without taking it out, so I had to, or I was going to have a lot of energy contention. My beast went feral for a moment, but I'm here now, ready for you. I got it under control. So we're going to have the most spectacular ceremony ever; you deserve something amazing."