Handsome And The Beast Novels & Stories

The beast continues to growl and even takes a step back from me, but that doesn't stop me from moving closer to it. At the same moment the beast is ready to strike, my hand manages to touch it, causing a shock to run through my mind. An image of a man appears in my mind. He looks to be a little older than a teenager, with blue eyes, brown hair, and a semi-scrawny build of someone who has yet to build any muscle. The beast stops growling and changes his stance from fierce to a bow.

She saw Caroline who could not keep stop grinning excitedly. Then, Ana saw her new and old friends. The Hellion and Jordan lined up beside the man she loved. Smiling and offering her the support she desperately needed. The Hellion sent her a wink making her giggle slightly. If Beast caught him doing this, The Hellion would be dead this time for sure. With his name revolving in her mind, Ana's eyes gradually found Beast. He was smiling. Really smiling. In front of so many people. He looked Ethereal, Perfect. His black suit fit to perfection. Chocolate brown hair pushed back with gel, his handsome features clear and shiny. Breath-taking and Celestial.

The name Beast of the West itself didn't inspire many positive features. I didn't expect a male so godly handsome that it took my breath away. No, he was like some dark twin of the Moon Goddess. His hair was as black as the sand on the beach, just above shoulder-length, half of it pulled back, bristles shaved in clean lines above and below his severe jawline, brows and lashes dark and dense. His upper lip was peeled back over white teeth, half-shifting his canines to be longer and thicker like his wolf form's.

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 slid onto the seat across from him, my heart pounding in my chest. Being so close to him exposed new details - he was ripped now, looking like a model from a motorcycle ad. Nothing like the boy who'd trailed me with puppy eyes. His lips were full, and a rogue-ish smile that held a hint of danger played at the corners. It was the kind of smile you would expect on a swashbuckling pirate, capable of seduction and plunder in equal measure.

As my head of guard, she shouldn’t worry herself about any needs other than my need to kill that behemoth. Harriet walked forward when I didn’t respond and ran her fingers down my arm, “Please, sire. Allow me to help you.” She grasped my hand and led me slowly toward the bed, looking back at me with lust in her pale brown eyes. The beast inside of me was on edge still, he needed to let his anger out, and although I refused to release my frustrations on any members of my pack, today he dismissed my usual excuses. The haze of my beast took over and I followed his wishes willingly. I pushed Harriet down on the bed and crawled over her, holding my body just above hers. She writhed underneath me

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?”

He looked exactly like Caspian but only his hair was blonde and he had a strange tattoo on his neck. When he saw me looking at him he quickly ripped off the heart of the Lenora beast while winking at me. He left the beast dead and started walking to me. I looked at the beast and was surprised to see it turning into a man with beautiful godly features but he was dead. This surprised me to know that someone so handsome could change into such beast as a Lenora. "So what is a vampire beauty like you doing in this dangerous place alone?" the vampire Caspian look alike said while circling me like a prey and licking his lips like he was looking at a delicious desert he was ready to devour.

Sometimes I hope I didn’t have these extraordinary abilities but then whenever I find a new one, it is like- it feels like I found a part of me and I feel more and more complete. “Are you ready?” I hear my mate growl. He has also shifted, his beast is all golden and proud. He is the tallest one on the Island and possibly the strongest too, well besides me. His strong jaw is all proud and his chest is heaving with the challenge. His thick mane is shining under the light of the moon-goddess. Standing on his large paws and strong legs, he justifies his position, he is truly a King. Also, Handsome bastard, even his beast is irresistible. My beast prowls around for a second before nodding, giving

His speech and articulation had been very advanced for a four-year-old, but after pouting and frowning, he finally looked his age. “But running away won’t solve the problem. She’ll still tattle to your mom,” Ed said. He didn’t know who Rosemore was, but he followed the conversation. AJ smacked his forehead. “You’re right!” Reluctantly, he grabbed his bag. “What’s your name, mister?” AJ asked. Curious before they parted. “Just call me Beast.” Ed pointed to the scar on his face. AJ laughed. “You’re not as bad as the beast,” he said.