Love The Beast Novels & Stories

Honestly, he was the silence promoter who was catalysing our relation without making his presence known. "But it's not time to think that you see I am impatient," he said as he pressed his lips on mine. I couldn't help but smile under his kisses. I wouldn't say, my man was a gentleman. He was devil, he was monster, he was cruel but love changes everything. He was my boyfriend. A beautiful beast who cannot be resisted. My boyfriend was a beautiful beast and now he is my husband. A beautiful beast husband and I love calling him that. My boyfriend is a beautiful beast... I mean my husband is the beautiful beast.

“They won’t be welcomed.” Aiden realized something again in that moment. The beast everyone feared, the man the city whispered about in hushed tones, had quietly chosen to stand on his side. Not because of an alliance or obligation, but because he wanted to. And for the first time in his life, Aiden felt like he might actually belong somewhere.

“The king can do as he likes. We've fulfilled our part. We were asked to provide a bride, and we did. Whatever happens after the wedding is none of our business.” He paused. “If the king decides to see it as a betrayal, then Raven will be on his own.” Like she was being controlled, Mirabel suddenly spoke. “Stop this,” she whispered fiercely, her knuckles white as she clenched her skirt. My father sneered at her. “Would you rather take his place? I hear the Beast adores virgins the most. The taste of something unripe and pure would appeal to him more.” She flinched, her eyes dropping to the floor.

Shock ripples through them while the witch closes in on me and the Beast. “ Kill her! ” It appears she is trying to command him. But he doesn’t listen. He glares her down, not attempting to make any moves. “ Kill her, Anasazi! Kill her. ” Her shrill voice makes me flinch. “ You have to kill her! ” I steal a nervous glance at the Beast. Instead of showing any signs of hostility, he holds me gently. A smirk tugs at the corner of my lips. “ He won’t hurt me, Nirana. He won’t even leave a scratch on me. The love you wanted to make Aleister’s weakness has become his strength instead. ”

“I don’t know why. But I’ve served long enough to know that when Gorvane looks at someone the way he looks at you, it means one of two things: destruction, or something worse.” Kaerith’s fingers curled against the fabric of the dress. Her nails scraped the smooth silk. “I don’t want anything from him.” Madame Marita gave a dry smile. “That’s not the point.” She picked a stray curl from Kaerith’s shoulder. “The Beast doesn’t have affection. Not for his court. Not for his mate, Vythea. Not for his whores. And not for you. He takes what he wants, and when he’s done, there’s nothing left of who you were.”

She gives me her hand and stops talking. With her left hand in mine, I tell her what’s on my heart. “Bexley, from the moment I met you, I knew you weren’t an ordinary girl. I felt the tug on my heart immediately. But I was afraid. I didn’t think a woman of your beauty, intelligence, and kindness could ever love a monster like me. But I was wrong. Your loving spirit allowed you to see past the beast and into my soul. Bexley Kessler, will you do me the honor of being my wife?” I slip the ring on her finger. Bexley bursts into tears.

She drew me in without even trying, and that realization unsettled me to the core. The Beast, though, had no such hesitations. It tormented me relentlessly, whispering dark urges and filling my head with scandalous visions of her. It shattered any peace I might have hoped to find. The Beast was wild, primal, and insatiable—a true Lycan’s essence, untethered by human restraint. It demanded a mate. And it had chosen Oliver.

She looked up and met my eyes, paralyzing me for a moment, “The beast would tear you apart.” She stepped back and I let her. “Keep your doors locked, Aria.” She walked backwards towards the door, without turning. “The Beast comes at night and devours fresh, young flesh…” Her hand settled on the door knob, “…before he tears them apart.” I had no doubt that I was pale. She was telling me something. It was like she was reciting a script. “I hope I don’t have to tell you that if you tell anyone about me, your loved ones will pay.”

After all, I am the Beast. In all My Ten Billion Years of existence as a Beast, I've never fell in love with any creature that has a Vulva In between their legs but somehow I fell in love with Angelus.........Crazy, right?? At least that's what I keep telling myself ever since I spotted her ruthlessly killing that Vampire King Guy but now I see it's no longer crazy...........Now, I know that I'm in love with her. I guess I got drawn to her with her ruthless killings.............. At least that was what I thought at first when I first saw her until I saw myself falling for her gradually and In such a fast pace.

"It is far but not too far. I forgot to take my car in my rush to get to you." "So you let Beast out?" I asked, excited at the thought of seeing Beast. Maybe he would decide to run in his wolf form again. "No. I don’t let him out anymore." "Oh…" I let out a sigh. "Are you disappointed? Do you miss him? Do you like him?" He sounded annoyed. He really didn’t like his wolf. I smiled before I answered him. "He was nice to me. So yes, I liked him." ⇜ ♡♡♡ ⇝