Is The Beast Married 소설 & 이야기

"Our marriage certificate. Your greatest punishment will be marrying the same Beast you helped your friend escape from. It's an exchange, one wife for another." "No… you can't do this to me!" "Who should I kill first then?" Rage takes possession of my body and I jump on him to hit him with my clenched fists. "Damned bastard!" "Sign!" he demands, shaking me from side to side. "If you don't want to see all your loved ones ten feet underground, you will marry me." My jaw trembles, my body vibrates uncontrollably, but I don't cry. How can your life change in a matter of seconds?

“ Then hear me clearly. You are no longer welcome in Blackmoon pack. You’ll return back to your fathers pack.” A stunned silence fell. Marisa’s face went pale. “ W—what? I’m your wife, Damian! How could—“ “Wife?” Damian growled stepping toward her, his eyes glowing with fury. “ Don’t make me laugh. You’re a thief, Marisa. I can’t be married to someone who would steal from her own people. Our marriage was nothing but a political alliance—and that alliance is now broken.” Marisa screamed in rage, storming up the stairs, nearly tripping on the hem of her robe. Her anger echoed in her retreat, but no one moved to stop her.

Beckett snr sees me. He smirks for a while. “You finally got yourself a life partner,” he gins happily, “This is awesome news that means Zoey no longer needs to get married.” “Zoey is getting married, please tell me it is not some bogus arranged marriage,” Brian groans, but Mr. Beckett had already moved across the room, greeting me. “What is your name, lovely lady?” he sounds so gentle, nothing like the man on the news. We had breakfast with Mr. Beckett, who cooks for us, and he tells us the story of his little girl who wants to marry a scumbag, and an Italian scumbag to be precise.

Beckham snatched the document from my hand and read it, “I never signed this.” “But it’s your signature,” Karisa answered, “Your Mother is a witness and my Mother got our marriage registered.” Mother? Why was I hearing her name again in a matter like this? I can’t believe my head was telling me Hayes was right again. “Let me get this straight,” Zachary started, “If my facts are correct, you were fixed to get married to Beckham, you ran away on the day of your wedding, leaving your sister to take your place, and now you are back to claim a non-existent place in this marriage, why?”

Even though I had only told her about what happened seven years ago and my recent discovery that Christos Fernandez was the same man who ruined my childhood, for a reason, I had stopped from revealing the other part. That the man I married is not just a rapist but also a beast. A werewolf! Wondering what she would say to that, I allowed a wry twist to come to my lips. Probably react much worse than I did. “Yes my dear Becca, I don’t. I can understand your emotions on the matter but if you would think deeper about it, you would realise it’s actually the perfect ending.” With soft eyes, she gave me a long stare, as if hoping that would make me see the bigger picture.

He wanted him to disappear already. “ This evening! ” Lazily, Jackson informed him and went to the living room to drop down on the couch. He was worried for Ana, but it was not his place anymore. She was married to Beast now. Rolling his eyes, Beast took the bowl and moved to the room. When he closed the door and turned around, he observed how Ana was shivering slightly. Placing the bowl on the side table, he pulled the duvets up her body and made his way to the balcony door to slide it close.

Feeling sympathetic towards Beau, Owen said, "You're already a married man. You must be responsible towards your family, okay?" Beau narrowed his eyes and looked at Eliza in the ward. "There's no need for that." "I've recovered from it." Owen widened his eyes in surprise, "Seriously?" He followed Beau's gaze and saw Eliza in the ward. "Have you...?" Beau glanced at Owen and said, "Yes, we are officially husband and wife." Owen's jaw dropped. It was just unbelievable! Beau walked past him and went straight into the ward. "Darling, you're here!"

“Arms out, dear.” I obeyed silently. Mara began wrapping her measuring tape around my waist, my arms, my shoulders, while Bastien carefully scribbled each number into a little book. Watching them work together so seamlessly—speaking in quiet murmurs, sharing small smiles—reminded me so painfully of Mama and Papa that my throat tightened. Mara must have already been past her childbearing years when the sickness claimed the female Scions. She had lived long enough to grow old beside her husband. To build a life. A home. A future.

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.

Muy involuntary marriage with that heartless Jinn. I stood up, walking across the holy fire holding the three-eyed monster's arm. My thoughts were all about Derek, the supreme leader of the jinns. He will finally be the supreme leader of all magical beings when he becomes a teenager. I am so excited to be the mother of the supreme leader. I will protect him, I will teach him everything about responsibility and honor. I paused as we took all the wedding vows, I had a feeling in my arms immediately after after I broke my marriage with Don and fixed the marriage with the three-eyed monster