Novel & Cerita Romance In The Beast World

They came down in pairs to the dance floor and started dancing. Jace pulled Rain's slender waist closer to his body. The girl was very stiff and panicked. "What are you doing? Dance? I can't do it!" Jace lowered his head and whispered something to Rain. "I'd almost kill you if they realized this was all just a trick magic you created!" Rain smiled stiffly at the threat. Her neck crinkled. Hardy's three wolves saw everything from where they were. Jonathan snorted. "The monster has risen! The girl he brought… smells really sweet, doesn't it?"

His golden eyes glowed, wild and unrestrained, and his grip on her waist became almost bruising. “Don’t fucking say that,” he snarled, his voice low and venomous, each word a blade. “You’re mine. Marked by me. Claimed by me. And you want to run to another man?” Her eyes widened at his words. She knew wolves were possessive of their mates but the possessiveness of The cursed beast was different. Very different. Her body trembled, fear and guilt warring within her suddenly. He marked her unknowingly. She was marked without her consent so why this possessiveness.

Perhaps she would even learn to love him. It would be easy for him to think himself smitten with her. He felt that way, certainly. But while he and his Beast were one and the same, it had a mind of its own and love was not a language it spoke. It knew only desire, domination and want. Hunger. Lust. It made all of his thoughts muddy and unpredictable. No, he wouldn’t claim love just yet. It was too soon. He only knew that for reasons he had yet to discern, he was drawn to this human woman like he’d never been to any other before.

I heard movements in the bathroom and quickly hid the bottle in my wardrobe before picking up my cup. He trudged in and forced a smile into his face before sitting down. Instead of taking the cup in front of him, he reached out and grabbed my hand. “Elena, I will always be with you. We will live together and raise our pups. We will rule the Pack together.” Tears stung my eyes as his words echoed in my head. Will this be possible if the beast is still alive? Are we truly destined to be together? The beast and the descendant of the moon goddess can never be together.

once again trounced, I knew that it was not me. Your mother did not want to be a part of that history either and with time, it was revealed that she was not the one as well. She tried to save you from that fate and the burden that would rest on your shoulders by falling in love with a human and having you but Destiny cannot be fooled and the stars aligned the day you were born." "The cursed lineage that the women of our family were sworn to was none other than that of the Beast King himself, the King of Werewolves who rules over the Natus Kingdom, a realm that is inhabited by the Werewolves. Though, make no mistake, my little one, the depiction you have seen of werewolves in this world is n

They had their own world now—a world of heat, size, and a hunger that would never end. The Beast had found his bride, and the fire would burn forever in the dark heart of the mountain.

Ruellan placed a palm over it, his golden eyes soft. “Will it be like me?” he asked. She leaned back into him. “It will be wild like us. Loved like no other. Born of flame and fur.” And when they kissed, it was slow and soft—two creatures who had found in each other something no magic could break. so the Beast King ruled, not alone in the shadows, but beside his Queen of Fire. No longer feared. But worshipped. Desired. Eternal. The End.

Inside, the only sound was the crackle of the flames and the heavy, rhythmic beat of two hearts becoming one. "I chose you the moment I saw you in that forest," Rowan whispered, lowering me onto the furs before the fire. "Not because of the Beast. But because of the fire in your eyes when you looked at the man who broke you." He stripped away the leather, exposing my skin to the firelight. The ancient runes were still there, faintly glowing. He traced them with his lips, his touch leaving trails of lightning in its wake. As we merged, the world outside ceased to exist. There was no Damon, no Council, no prophecy. There was only the silver and the violet, the Alpha and the Beast, locked in a

At her word, the beast growled with rage and irritation. “In return, I promise that he won’t seal you away and free you whenever you desire. And I-I will love you as much as I love Onyx.” Her word froze him on his spot and his golden eyes plunged at her trying to learn the truth. She lifted her hand to touch his silky looking fur but he slightly moved back and hissed. Ophelia's eyes widened as she drew her hand back. She locked her gaze on the beast as he scrutinized her. She could feel four pairs of eyes on the back of her head, watching her and the beast interact. She swallowed as the time felt excruciatingly slow. When the beast leaned in and rubbed his massive head on hers, his eyes wide

After that, I'm not sure what to do. "The Beast Oracle is only a legend...Not a real being...right," she whispers, and I growl as the disrespectful term leaves her beautiful lips. Hurt and betrayal whip through my mind. My mate is just like all of them. We fight and die so they can live in peace and safety, but we are called beasts.