Every Beauty Needs A Beast Novels & Stories

So for the sake of her people and the freedom of humans around the world, she mustered up the courage to ask Beasty for his help in the upcoming war. " I have a favor to ask from you. I know you have been a part of me for more time than I can imagine and I know we both connect on a different level. You have always tried to protect me in your own way and I know that. However, I have a favor to ask of you today. You are a great warrior you have a very sharp mind and both things could help me win the war against Felix. I know you hate Felix as much as I do and he is our common enemy. If we both stand together Felix doesn't stand a chance of winning against us. They both are coming and he is tur

Beasty emerges in Isabella's presence for the first time ever, unlike the one she had witness in her dream, Beasty was very ugly and unbelievably huge. His fangs long and Sharp while his mouth was too wide for his face. Isabella could only gasped and cringe in great shock at the Beast she had been living with for the past few months. Sidney's Beast was not at all different from Hayden's but unlike Beasty which is black , his was white. The eyes glaring and challengingly that Isabella heart continue beating non stop.

I woke up from the sound of my stomach growling, without a word; I stood up from lying on my bed; my face was a little hurt from the incident earlier when I saw my reflection, a big purple bruise. I sighed and held my cheek, and started to heal myself. My mom and dad were fascinated with my gift for healing, but it wasn't extravagant; like the doctors from our tribe, I could heal simple wounds or, like mine—Bruises.

He made it a point to note that he needed to make her pay but for now, he had more pressing needs. No one knows what he was doing so they had no fucking right to blame him for anything. He needed to let his beast out. It needed fresh blood. The blood of the hag would have served as the best meal to his beast but he couldn't. Not that he cared about her four hundred lives but he had to keep the promise he made.

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.

"You have an exquisite goddess with you, and you think you can keep her all to yourself?" I felt a shiver of discomfort run down my spine, and I fought the urge to shrink away from his predatory gaze. These men were beasts, hunting for their next prey, and I was a mere lamb caught in their crosshairs.

I also added some new additions to the collection, such as Van Gogh’s Starry Night, Monet’s Water Lilies, and Picasso’s Blue Period, to name a few. The host’s enthusiastic introduction filled me with pride as they spoke about the creative process and the meticulous attention to detail that went into each product. “And for the brilliant mind behind the new line, let’s welcome the CEO of Erbeauty, Mrs. Althea Cox!” When it was finally my turn to speak, I stepped onto the stage with a confident smile, masking the whirlwind of emotions inside. Attention and spotlight wasn’t really my thing. Every step I took felt like another weight gain. But then, I remembered something. One message from Matthi

I could smell their arousals from my beauty. My imaginative innocence beat away at their need to have me. I remembered then I was unmated. I was wanted. I was a jewel to this party. None of them could compare to what I really wanted from this party. They would keep their hands away from my body but I knew what they really wanted to do. They wanted to rip my dress off. No matter how many fancy clothes someone dresses up in... a beast will always be a beast. I was shrinking away from the pheromones being produced around me. They were overwhelming me from the want to mate. The need to woo me. It was a prize to be won here. No matter if we were fated or not. Suddenly... one would be brave enough

I did everything to be a good friend, only to be treated as my so-called best friend’s scapegoat. When her husband found cigarette ash in their house, she claimed I was the one smoking. When she snuck off for a private rendezvous with her lover, she told him she was celebrating my birthday. And when she got pregnant, she pinned the blame on me again, declaring I was consumed with jealousy—that I had spiked her drink and hired someone to violate her. Enraged, her husband marched to my doorstep wielding a blade and hacked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the exact day she had asked me to cover for her affair.

He stepped back and Belle stood frozen looking up at him not attempt to cover herself up his eyes devoured her body he leaned forward nuzzling her neck, ‘I want to see you naked’ He nibbled her ear and she shuddered as he came up behind her his arms snaking around her waist pulling her back against him his hands cupping her breasts, ‘Naked and wet begging me to fuck you’ He pressed against her and she whimpered, ‘Not yet little Beauty, no, first I must set my trap and you will be my bait. You see I need you my little Beauty so I can catch me a Beast’