Handsome And The Beast Novels & Stories

he held out his hand and winked at me. Everyone introduced themselves to me. Fortunately, I was able to memorize their names right away. Because I’m sure they would always be here. So I have to remember their names. "Hijo meet Zella, please be nice to her." said madam to the man next to me. I looked him in the eyes. Her eyes are hazel brown. His eyebrows are thick and his nose is even sharper than my nose! He certainly inherited it from sir Darius. Clean cut hair with a straight line on its left side. Super cool look! His jaw line, which is so well -shaped, it feels like it's nice to caress. And he has cross earing in his left ear. Madam's son is handsome! Never in school have I ever seen th

I want him to keep looking at me like that forever. I tug at the waistband of his boxers. He watches, half-lidded and sloppy, like he’s drunk on me. When the elastic slips, his cock springs up, hard and heavy. He lifts his hips to help me pull them off, eager and impatient. He’s so fucking beautiful like this—danger in his jaw, want in his eyes.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" "Because you're beautiful and I'm enjoying your sass." he says, and I blush even more, getting lost into his eyes. I don't know what it is about him, but I'm drawn to him. Not breaking eye contact, I say, "You're beautiful, too," I realize how stupid that sounded, so I attempt to recover, "I mean, uh, you're handsome, but not that you don't already know, okay, um," I am now even more red, severely embarrassed and stuttering profusely. "Shut up, now, Lesha." I tell myself, shaking my head, knowing that it's too late. I avert my eyes and look down, knowing I just ruined the moment, and embarrassed myself in front of the most handsome man I've ever had the

He blinked his eyes in time to see Mama P smiling up at him. "Oh Bebe, don't worry about him, Sky will come down when he's ready." The elderly woman cooed and Stefan wasn't hungry anymore. He was going to get up and go find Sky when he heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Stefan's eyes shot up in time to see Sky standing at the foot of the stairs. Stefan's lips fell apart at the sight before him. Standing in all his glory was the beautiful, flawless, shirtless, and sexy as all fuck, Sky. His eyes were a perfect baby blue, the sparkles all gone yet they held Stefan captive. Sky was bigger, his toned chest flexing with well-defined muscles, his lips a full sexy red color, his long honey bro

All they could see was her and only her. "Beautiful" Vladimir whispered in a trance. His eyes were unable to move from her. Rose blushed hearing him. Rose looked at Zachariah to see him still looking at her with a adoring look in his eyes. "You are looking breathtaking love." Zachariah said as he took in her beauty. "Thank you. You both are looking handsome too." Rose complimented with pink cheeks. Indeed they both are looking extremely handsome. They are looking so handsome that she feared if some girl or woman would try to flirt with her mates. In that moment, she forgot that they are the Beast Kings, people even fear to stand in their presence so flirting with them is a whole different th

However, in between the fun were three men with outstanding looks and dressed elegantly in their expensive suits. If anyone would dare to describe them, they will tell that they are like princes. One with a flirty but enchanting appearance, red hair with a charming smile, the other with some intellectual aura, though gentle and elegant. The last one, with a lonely and mysterious personality, though his beautiful face was like an oil painting, flawless. "Hey Dion, you came!" the one with red hair and an enthusiastic aura raised his glass of wine the moment Dion entered the room. The other girls gasped in delight as the man was not the same as a prince, but a King.

“You will be going to Hell with me, pretty one. Let’s enjoy this time.” The growl could be heard again and Belle finally saw the large creature hissing from the woods. It appeared like a leopard with black soft fur. The beast was elegant as it padded its way toward them but the gaze was filled with so much bloodlust and violence that if Belle wasn’t standing next to Leon, it would have come after her. “Go,” Leon ordered and the beast pounced it large jagged teeth toward the creature, biting off its hand and munching delight on the flesh and blood it received.

He nipped my earlobe, and I gasped, "Lucas!" "You're mine now and forever . . . say it," he spoke in a rough raspy voice, and it was at that moment, I realized he had partially shifted into something that could only be described as beast man. His body was covered with fur and his face had morphed into that of a wolfman. "Yes!" I cried out. "Fuck. Yes! God! All yours! Do it!" "Come for me, Isobelle, come with me," he commanded. Lucas jerked his hips, and from my peripheral vision, I saw him rear his head back. He let out a loud howl that was part-human, part-wolf, and raw sex.

A good morning would be nice, but whatever. “That’s enough right? We can grab some food outside later. So get ready, fast.” “Get … what?” “If you don’t want to waste your time in bed, you better wake up,” he throwed the dry bathrobe at me. He must have taken a bath before I woke up. I was still in my shirt and pants, yet he was already looking good with that black turtleneck, trench coat, and a trouser. This was giving beauty and the beast, and he wasn’t the beast. At least, not on the outside.

I chewed my lip, shifting uncomfortably in his lap “They didn’t really do anything to you and… Well, I know that now is a crucial moment in Alpha Kaia’s choice of who will be her heir. I don’t want the fact that you’re helping me… Well, get revenge on them… to hurt you in any way…” He suddenly shifted our positions until I was facing him, his dark eyes almost completely focused on me. With the hand that wasn't around my waist, he held my chin, preventing me from paying attention to anything else but him. “Do you really think I’ve changed that much since we met?” A small smile appeared on his face, not happy or friendly, just dangerous. “My silly little wife…” he murmured, his thumb brushing