La Belle La Bête Novels & Stories

Yet, ever since she came here it is like she can not get warm. “Oh.” Adam says and Bella feels a little judged, so she quickly tells him “The movie is based off of a book series by Anne Rice called the Vampire Chronicles. I love this series because I am half in love with the main character Lestat. So I watch the movies sometimes when the mood strikes me.” “Movies? As in plural?” Adam asks her and she nods. “Yep. The sequel is Queen Of The Damned. It is pretty good too, but the first one is my favorite.”

Belle’s mother would always say to her. Chapter 1: As the sun’s rays hit the earth with a rather subtle amount of heat, with the blue sky glistening in its light, Belle, a beautiful teenage girl with light brown eyes and dark long hair sat in an open field very close to her house. The flowers around were beautiful, bright and colorful. They moved in a way that it seemed like they were dancing to a tune which could only be heard by them. Belle sat on a cloth on the ground while she watched a movie on her cell phone.

I may not be your first date, kiss, or love, but I want to be your last in everything. Beauty's POV . "Beauty Acuesta is next," the director on stage reminded Bobita, and Bobita gave his approval and signaled back at me. I smiled, feeling tense before Bobita went off stage.

Belle tries to deny, it with trembling lips, yet Scott does not have that, “You know what I'm talking about, you found your mate, and he is no other person than Shawn Mendes, who I'm guessing you already know who he is,” Belle now had a scared look on her countenance, she scanned the room, checking to see if Abi was coming, “I don't know how it happened, but at the party, my Wolf perceived the most intoxicating odor ever, It broke my heart to realize he was the one, please don't tell her, it'll break her heart,” the girl sobbed, Shawn felt pity for the girl seated in front of him, he understood her predicaments,

"Hey, Mila, can I ask you something about Beauty and the Beast?" Her eyes, still shiny with unshed tears, lit up a little. "Yes," she replied, her voice small. "If Belle were a flower herself, which one do you think she would be?" Mila seemed to consider this, her small brow furrowing in concentration. After a few silent moments, she finally announced, "I think Belle would be a rose!" "A rose?" I asked, intrigued by her choice. "Why a rose?" "Because roses are pretty and brave! They have thorns to protect themselves, just like Belle is pretty and brave, and she protects the Beast!"

Zephyr snickered and smiled at her, like he had a really nasty surprise coming up. Aurelie was writing in her planner and smiling down at it. Belle looked back and forth at them. "Okay you guys are up to something, this early in the morning." Aurelie pushed her black hair behind her shoulders showing one of her ears. "Now would we do that to you....Your Grace." Giving her a distasteful look Belle looked at her father.

Belle knew the real storm had finally begun. And this time, there was nowhere left to hide. “Sweetheart! Look at this!” Mrs. Watson called while waving Belle over. Belle quickly walked toward her mother. Mrs. Watson held up an old photograph of Belle as a child standing beside Bastian, Anthony, and Peter. “Look how adorable you were,” Mrs. Watson giggled. “I was ten, Mom. Not a baby. What’s so adorable about that?” Without Belle realizing it, Renee had walked closer. Casually, she snatched the photo from Belle’s hand. Something dark flashed through Renee’s eyes.

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?"