La Belle La Bête Novels & Stories

“‘…And as she whispered ‘I love you,’ the Beast transformed into a prince, his curse undone by the power of true love.’” Emilio groaned and flopped dramatically against the velvet cushions beside her. He was eight, full of fire and sarcasm, with his father’s striking green eyes and his mother’s dimpled smile. “Ugh, that’s so cheesy, Mama.” “Yeah,” Maxine chimed in from the floor where she was coloring. She was only five, but already a sassy whirlwind of energy wrapped in curls and glitter. “Beasts don’t turn into princes. That’s just… rubish.”

K 18/9/2010 I feel alone. Papa is gone just like Milly and Mama was never there to begin with. I feel like everyone I care for is snatched away from me. Are you punishing me? I ask the luna every night just before the beast takes over. I don't know how long I can handle this. I don't think I am strong enough. I am always angry, uncle Gregory said I have gone mad. I think he is right. It's always there, breathing down my neck.. the dark traces of my personality wrapping its arms around me, telling me to let go. I can see the beast everytime I look into a mirror. Its silver eyes, my eyes, flash back at me as if to remind me who's in control. I can't control the beast anymore.

Do you want to go get something to eat? "No, I don't want to bother you." "No, it's bothering you. You paid for the ice cream, now it's my turn, let's go." Axel got up from the bench. "Okay, fine." She got up too. Alicia walked beside him as he finished the ice cream. They arrived at a restaurant, and when they entered, it was a beautiful place. Its windows had stained-glass windows with beautiful flowers, which let in a lot of light. "Woah! It's beautiful, isn't it?"

Belle was the type of girl who always appeared mature beyond her own age, holding herself as better than everybody else. She earned the title of Beauty of Fall due to her chestnut brown wavy hair and apricot eyes, wearing an elegant dress that matched her eyes. Belle's father was the Head of Magical Law Enforcement, one of the biggest departments in the Magic Bureau, while her mother came from an aristocratic family.

“Well… I think there are a few things that I have to tell you…but wherever we can, for as long as we can… be with me, would you like that?” Dom’s face was completely red by the time he made it to speak the words, and Belle was blushing too. “I think I would like that.” Then, the fog disappeared, and Moini, Belle’s new friend, ran unexpectedly, making Dom almost fall from his back. The creature stopped in a place that seemed far away. It looked like a park. There were many trees with thin branches, that fell like a profuse green and beautiful mane. Right by their side, a lake opened, and there was a boat in the water, that seemed to be prepared and waiting for them to go on board.

"As you said earlier you will rather die than submit to me so, as your alpha I will make your last wish come true." "ATTACK!" I shouted, noone was ready for this but as quickly as the words left my mouth everyone launched themself on eachother. With split second my clothes were torn away from my body and I grew into a gigantic creature with fangs and black fur. I became my true self, a werewolf, an alpha that was born to lead the fight. It took us very less time than I expected to kill every treacherous man that stood in our lands. A roar of victory echoed through the forest.

Belle I was set to leave. My hair was tied into a ponytail, with half of it clipped to the side. I wore black pearl earrings. An off-shoulder short black dress with glitter hugged my body. The deep red lipstick I applied screamed bold and beautiful. My face was fully made up. Even though I knew I shouldn’t care, James had to see what he was about to miss out on. Wilders Corporation was having a charity gala today. A lot had been going on. I didn’t notice it until I received the email reminder this morning at the office.

"After every rejection, Beauty dreamed of a handsome man with platinum blonde hair and royal blue eyes with tears running down his cheeks, begging for an answer why Beauty would reject the Beast's love. Beauty had no idea who the blonde stranger was but kept seeing him in her dreams." The next page revealed Beauty talking with the Beast. Cathedra figured that their topic must have been very unpleasant because the Beast had its back turned on her, with its eyes glued to the ground. Its monstrous ears and tail drooped, which strongly reminded Cathedra of Sushi, the orphanage dog, every time Cathedra left and set off for school. There was a melancholy in its eyes that Cathedra couldn't quite un

"You're going to hate it." She tried not to think about it, focusing on the prospect of a cooked meal in her tummy instead. Mr and Mrs Cross were setting the table together as the pair approached. They looked up, eyes wide in shock. "Oh, you must be Damien's girlfriend," Mr Cross said, offering his hand. 'Girlfriend?!' "I'm Belle," she said, accepting his hand. "Oh," the mother cried. "It's just like beauty and the beast." "Am I the beast in this scenario, Mum?" Damien asked, eyebrow raised.