Lovely Beast Novels & Stories

The beast stopped moving altogether. Levi was unsatisfied to have come here in vain. He provocatively said, “We’re here to hunt for treasures, you puny thing! You can stand guard for now, but you can’t guard this place for a lifetime. Get out of the way and let us go in to check for treasures. If you’re so persistent, I’ll have someone dig up this mountain.” The beast suddenly opened its ferocious mouth. Its entire body was shrouded in darkness, forming a complete disguise. When it opened its mouth, it looked utterly horrifying.

A pair of rose gold, wireless Beats headphones gleamed from within. “You didn’t have to do this, Kalil.” “You’re in a better mood if you come in wearing your headphones and Cari said you broke your other ones.” I wondered what else Cari has told him. “Thank you, I really appreciate this. You have no idea.” “You’re welcome. What’s so good about music? What’s so good about those particular headphones?”

Appearing before Lavana, although invisible to the enraged beast. “What sort of creature is this?” she was forced to ask her battle assistant. “That is a demon lion and a conscious beast,” “Conscious beast?” Lavana asked in befuddlement as she used her tails to throw the creature backwards by a few meters. It was really heavy, she had to admit. Cephina continued her explanation, “Conscious beasts are very challenging to tame and even harder to kill. I think it’s as strong as a low-ranked sorcerer now that it’s shown its ultimate form,”

They will do anything to get to keep their mates for themselves. But I won't leave my family for any man. The brown one completely shifts his behavior now. He starts gently licking my wound, poking me with his nose, but I'm not having this shit. I growl, my lips baring sharp canines, ordering him to step the hell away from me. He seems not to care at all ant pokes me with his nose again. Like hell I am coming with you, stupid mutt. Seeing my stubbornness, he steps back and shifts to his human form. He is tall, really tall, with ivory hair and icy, wild eyes. A viking, my first thought was. ''Shift'' he orders me with a strange accent. No emotion in his voice.

Hana put the lizard in her sleeve, wanting to say goodbye to the Fox, but they completely disappeared. At the forest's highest point, Mrs. Vinlot stared at the image in front of her. Of the many beasts, it chooses the weakest one. During a trip to clear the monsters in the forest, she picked up one egg that was black. It later hatches a lizard with red horns. It's the strangest kind of spirit beast she has ever met. Every type of beast has divine magic, but it doesn't. Most animals have magical bags, but neither do they. Apart from the ability to survive on its own, it is no different from ordinary animals.

“I accept your challenge, little brat. But don’t expect to live after this.” ‘That’s supposed to be my line.’ 'To the light that shines through the darkness, the goddess of night, creatures, and powerful beings. Hear us and bear witness to our duel. Let this fight be fair, allowing the righteous lycan to reign victorious and lead for the future of the pack.’ “Let there be no ominous tricks and punish those who break it.” ‘I, Belle Lycansten,’ “I, Lupert Gastoven,” “Swore fiareness and no illwill in partaking in this scared fight between champions.”

Her words held a sense of magic, a gateway to a world of imagination where anything was possible. "In a dark Stormy Night, a cute little Princess reached a Big Palace.. She ate some food and took some rest.. When she got up, she saw a Big Garden inside ... She walked to the Garden and touched a Big Red Rose.. The moment she touched it, she felt someone watching her.. She got scared and started moving back, only to hit herself with the Only Owner of this Palace.. THE BEAST." "Beast?? He owned that Beautiful Palace?" Nathan asked curiously.

No, this was about losing something that he thought he owned. Drake growled, and Samantha turned her head sharply in his direction. "All right, My Beast, don't start breathing fire. Cool heads need to prevail here." "Your Beast, huh?" Drake smirked. "Yeah. You're name is Drake. That's a dragon, you sounded like your were about to roar, you were definitely growling, I think if you get mad enough, you might just breathe fire. So, My Beast." Vulcan watched this by-play with a great deal of humor. The woman shouldn't know his friend that well. But, it seemed that she did, indeed know him, and know him well.

He was the devil that mothers warned their virgin daughters about. He was a Beast. A beast who ruled over all the beasts. He was the King of Beasts. Instead of replying her, he tangled his fingers in her golden mane, fisting them in his hand and yanked her back. She hissed through her teeth, watching him with a helpless expression. He had never seen her weak like this and his dead heart skipped a beat at her expression. He ran his eyes over her figure. She was still dressed in those cheap, ugly pajamas, he wanted to rip them off her beautiful body and bury her in the finest silk and jewels.

She sits up straight in her chair, leaning in. I nod. “Well, imagine something like one of those beasts—the long snout, pointy fangs, enormous tongue that doesn’t quite fit, uncontrollable slobbering, mangy fur, and these evil-looking unholy eyes. Imagine being caught somewhere between that wolf-like creature and a human. Mangled, twisted bones set at strange angles with patches of skin and tufts of fur.” I shake my head, my stomach turning just thinking about it. No, I can’t allow her to see me. Bexley isn’t leaning away from me. She doesn’t get up and dart out the door. Instead, she reaches a hand across the table. My paw lies within her reach. I want to pull it away, but I don’t.