La Belle La Bête Novels & Stories

uctively. Belle stood in front of him, with her bare thighs, and posing in such a way as to show off her curves. "You should stick to your purpose for being here." She started, leaning in close to him, her lips almost touching his ears. "Because my anger is not good, Jack. It's very ugly. I'm sure you don't wanna know." Jack nodded, brushing her shoulders, "I'm not trying to make you angry. What are you talking about?" "Stay with me, Jack. You don't have to go to work today," Belle whispered in a sultry voice. "I want to spend some more time with you." Jack felt his heart skip a beat as he gazed into her beautiful eyes. Her hair rested on his chest as she pressed her temple onto it. "I am sc

It was then that snowflakes slowly began to fall around us, landing on Leia's hair and dotting it with soft, white specks, and on her eyelashes, which somehow made her impossible more breathtaking. "You have no idea for how long I've been waiting for you, bastard," she said softly, her beautiful blue eyes quite literally stealing my breath away. I gave her a smile. A real, genuine smile that I hadn't given to anyone in God knows how long. She smiled back, that beautiful, breath-taking smile that I loved so much, and brought her lips back to mine. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close as I returned the kiss, letting her scent envelope me, clouding and tainting my senses until all I

"Things have changed since you left." "What kind of things?" "There are people living here who's not..normal. People who can transform into creatures at night." My eyes widened. "Werewolves?" "Yeah. But the beast is unlike the others. It's vicious and bloodthirsty. It kills people in its blinded rage." "So that was what dad talked about." "The Hunter group is going crazy for the beast. It's deadly and unpredictable. Not to mention that there's more than one." "Meaning the werewolves?"

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

she asked as she took a walk inside, not wanting to believe there was truly a luxurious bathroom hidden in a rock. “Oh, it's just a little trick. Just a little easy piece of pie” Dakar mumbled and walked in too. The floor was cold, smooth and a little soft under feet that Avril wondered if it was actually rock. She touched the carved out bathtub and stared back at Dakar. “Are you magical?” she questioned with peering eyes “No. I'm a human in a wolf suit. Totally ordinary”

Belle doesn't pull away. "And I can tell you exactly how to go back.."

Writer's pov "The Beast dies as the last petal falls, and the servants become inanimate. Beauty tearfully professes her love to the Beast, The witch undoes the curse, repairing the crumbling castle, and restoring Beast's and servant's into human forms also the villager's memories. The Prince and beauty host a ball for the kingdom, where they dance happily. " Siddarth closed the night time story book and looked at his kids who slept on him but one was still awake who looked at Siddarth with her round beautiful eyes same as Nivi.

In the grand castle that had become her unexpected home, Belle wandered through the vast library the Beast had built just for her. The shelves towered like ancient trees, filled with leather-bound books that whispered secrets from every corner. It was his way of showing he cared, a gesture that made her heart flutter more than she dared admit. The Beast, with his imposing frame and piercing eyes, had transformed from a gruff monster into someone she found undeniably intriguing. His fur was soft under candlelight, and the way he watched her made her feel alive in ways she'd never expected.

The only thing Belle spend time thinking about was the next stranger that would dominate her in bed, she was more submissive but Mystique was worse. "Or what Bell?" "Or you could make him fall for you. You know, make him love you unconditionally and you guys can get married and live happily ever after" Belle finished with a dreamy look, a toothy smile on her face and her eyes glassy. Mystique chuckled. "Have you been watching Disney cartoons again" Bell scowled. " Very funny Misty." "Have you seen the guy, Damien Martinez would never take a second glance at me" Mystique frowned. The man was a tough nut to crack.