Every Beauty Needs A Beast Novels & Stories

"But I will not, for you are my treasured rose, the foremost fruit of my gardens, my sweet Beauty." Our lips met in a crucible of passion. She sucked the breath straight from my lungs, this handsome Troll Queen of mine. I wanted to give all of myself, blood, body, maidenhead and soul, to my Beast. "My Beauty. I will make you shake like a sinner, and your last cry will be my name." "My one and only Beauty. I will break the walls shackling you to this wicked world and let your Magick flow free. And you will beg me for even more. Always, always, more."

"Your time is up, Leon. We're here to take back what you stole from us." Leon snarled, his followers bristling with aggression. "You'll regret this, Beauty." The battle began with a ferocity that took Beauty's breath away. Wolves clashed, their snarls and growls echoing through the forest. Beauty fought alongside her allies, her movements swift and precise. She felt a surge of power, her special bloodline giving her an edge. Leon was a formidable opponent, his strength and speed unmatched. But Beauty was not alone. Alex fought by her side, his presence a constant source of strength. Gabriel and his pack provided crucial support, their unity a testament to their determination.

The beast in me was at peace, all thanks to the beauty beside me. ***

It was as if a hidden beauty had been awakened, and I couldn’t help but be grateful for Bea’s unwavering support. With each stroke of the brush and every delicate dab of color, Bea’s expertise elevated my natural features, highlighting my best attributes. She celebrated my uniqueness and made me realize that beauty lies not in conformity but in embracing our individuality. Together, we reveled in the power of self-expression, allowing our inner beauty to shine through.

It was obvious that this beast wasn’t a minor rogue bandit. The beast watched her, captivated by her tear stained beauty, her rich copper red hair cascaded down her exposed back in waves. Her cheeks were flushed red from crying and her lips were blush pink. She wobbled to stand. “S-Stay back.” He watched as she scurried away and something struck in the beasts heart, he wanted the woman before him. Her sweet scent called to him and her soft voice was like music to his ears....he didn’t care if she was mated, he would kill her mate to get her.

She drew me in without even trying, and that realization unsettled me to the core. The Beast, though, had no such hesitations. It tormented me relentlessly, whispering dark urges and filling my head with scandalous visions of her. It shattered any peace I might have hoped to find. The Beast was wild, primal, and insatiable—a true Lycan’s essence, untethered by human restraint. It demanded a mate. And it had chosen Oliver.

Beasty is starting to look like another being in that same body. “It was quite fun actually, fooling the guy who thinks is fooling everyone.” She briskly uttered, “Well, to be honest, I was kind of curious what a DISGRACED like you can actually do, but never did I expect things to end this way, where I actually get to shed tears.” She laughed. “I am totally impressed.” Beasty added, “You are just like misery, waiting for your prey to stumble, to breaking down before you sink your teeth on its neck," she smirked. "How daunting.”

I smirk as I look down on Ajax. His cold glare doesn’t even look nearly as scary as when I am standing on the same ground as him. ‘That’s cheating, Belle! You are using your lycan form!’ ‘Don’t be ridiculous. This is just me using my gifts.’ I give him a toothy grin. I feel like my smile is scarier as a lycan than it is when I am a werewolf. ‘Get down from there.’

I wasn't in total shock hearing his confession, but his next words shocked me even more. "But I never knew that this beast would find his beauty." My breathing got caught up in my throat. A small smile appeared on his face for the first time. He smiled, and it wasn't a fake one. He stared at me with pure adoration and affection. "During all of this I've hurt you unintentionally and I regret it. I don't know how much you will hate me now, but I know one thing for sure, that this beast won't let his beauty go because this beast has crazily started to fall for his beauty."