The Beast Name From Beauty And The Beast นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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.

Why would i be so bad and give myself to someone I barely knew. Remembering that I still didn't know much about myself, I didn't even know my name. I asked, “Do you really know me or are you just trying to take advantage of the fact that I don't remember my past?” “I would never take advantage of you.. I-i truly know a lot about you.. Your name is Beauty, you used to be a witch of Crescent kingdom and I.. used to be the prince of the twelve hell realms, Cameron.”

Gwen told her, making her smile. Gia, after the initial shock, ran to the centre and started circling the beast in pure joy. "Omg! You are so beautiful! This is perfect! Omg! Omg! Can I name you? Please! I want to call you Cass." And just as Gwen said, once Gia saw her guardian, all the nervousness simply vanished and what she felt was magical. The majestic beast pressed her muzzle on Gia's chest making her squeal. "The rest are here Gia and they have the permission." Gwen said from behind her and Gia was too busy hugging her guardian that she just nodded her head without listening.

I ask. “Mia, it can also mean goddess, bitter, or guardian of justice. The perfect name for the next Queen of All Beasts,” Dr. Zulu smiles. “Hello Mia,” I say and Mia coos. “Carson what is your mothers name?” “Jane my Queen,” He smiles at Mia. “Mia Jane Kingston?” I look at Adam. “I love it. It has meaning and strength. Queen Mia of all Beasts,” Adam says. “Look at her.”

I kept my face in a cool mask of indifference as she continued, the spear that was still in my shoulder burning hotly. “Have you forgotten so soon Beast? What got you here in the first place? You are a copy of your father! A brutish beast who can never love any-” Ma Jules spewed before I wrenched her head back, snapping it messily from her neck just as I felt her spine break under my foot and the body crumple to the gritty floor. I sighed heavily, howling a guttural dirge of exhausted victory as the full moon’s energy caressed the fur of my Alpha.

“Belle…” “Yes, Belle is the main character. And then there's the Beast,” Tonya said again. Then suddenly, “I know, Ate!” she exclaimed, surprising her a little. “Huh?” “Since you still can’t remember your name, would you like us to call you… Belle for now?” Tonya asked with a smile, warming her heart. “Belle?” “Yes, Ate Belle. It’s a beautiful name, right?” She smiled at the little girl and gave a gentle nod. “Yes… It really is beautiful,” she replied.

Axel. "Ni-nice to meet you too, Roman." Aria looked completely out of her depth. "And you know what? She's Bella, and Axel is the Beast!" Mila sang, her face shining with the innocence that only a child could have. "Oh, is that so?" Roman burst into laughter, the sound echoing in the large room. "Nice to meet you, Bella. Watch out for our beast here." He threw a pointed look at me before turning to Aria. He winked at her again.

Leave me alone! The rogues were starting to edge away, muttering to each other. They knew fear. They had heard the whispers. Whispers about the lone wolf who moved like smoke and struck like lightning. The one they called… A shiver ran through her, not of fear, but of recognition. They feared her. They whispered her other name. The name this world knew. The name she answered to here. Wolf Born Twice. The name resonated deep within her, a core truth in this twilight reality. It fit. It felt… powerful. Complete. It was the name of a survivor, a hunter, a force to be reckoned with.

A meer Omega. Stupid idiots. “I will take care of it. I have the ultimate say.” He murmurs, seeing my expression. “Sleep, Blaise. Do not worry.” I look up into his eyes. I didn’t think I could sleep so peacefully anymore, knowing that he was going to be surrounded and battered by a bunch of brainless wolves. “That pup.” “...hm?” “That pup who was crying this morning,” I say. “What happened to him?” Beau. It had been the name that his deceased mother had called him by.

Ice-blue eyes. Aunt Seraphine. She looked at me like I was an insect she was deciding whether to crush. "So," she said, her voice carrying through the hall. "This is the werewolf who thinks she can be our queen." "This is Rielle," Caspian corrected coldly. "My mate. Your future queen. Show respect." "Respect is earned, nephew. Not demanded." Seraphine circled me slowly. "She's small. Weak-looking. Not even lycan-born."