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I wasn't in total shock hearing his confession, but his next words shocked me even more. "But I never knew that this beast would find his beauty." My breathing got caught up in my throat. A small smile appeared on his face for the first time. He smiled, and it wasn't a fake one. He stared at me with pure adoration and affection. "During all of this I've hurt you unintentionally and I regret it. I don't know how much you will hate me now, but I know one thing for sure, that this beast won't let his beauty go because this beast has crazily started to fall for his beauty."

She is a BEAUTY just like her name An Enchantress. What would happen when BEAST clashed to BEAUTY who is poles apart from him? What will Lucifer do when he forgot one very important incident of his life? But one thing is absolutely clear here , That, Again, a BEAST needs A BEAUTY But here, This BEAUTY is on a secret mission to search someone. Someone who is very important to her. How will beast Conquer BEAUTY? Why Beauty will Embrace The BEAST? Everything will be revealed in the romantic, mystery story of 'BEAUTY WHO EMBRACES THE BEAST'

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.

When Gaston mocks Belle for being in love with the Beast and calls the latter a monster, Belle retorts that the Beast is no monster, and that Gaston is. Note that she doesn't deny having feelings for the Beast; in what she said, she sees Beast as a far better person than Gaston will ever be. Gaston: If I didn't know any better, I think you'd have feelings for this monster...! Belle: He's no monster, Gaston. YOU ARE!

It wasn't the bedroom with toys or restraints where he was restricted to be just a man. I could see his beast rising to the surface, clearly pleased by my mark on his neck and that we were in his territory. It was like a wet dream come true. It was time for Beauty to meet the beast. My legs dropped from around his hips, and I moaned as my clit slid against the bulge in his pants. I stepped back, smoothing the fabric around my hips until it was neatly folded over my stomach, giving Tobias the full view of my bare center. "Are you going to come out and play?" My breasts were still on display, and I reached up, cupping them in my palms and pinching my nipples between the knuckles of my fingers.

He asked, looking back and forth between the Queen and the Princess with a sceptical look on his face. “My wolf.” Belle confirmed with an amused grin. It was at that moment she realised faeries really didn’t know much about wolves. “That’s her name.” “So.. you name your wolves?” Layke asked, squeezing his brows together as if the people sat in front of him were crazy.

"Feel the pain! Feel me! Don't look at the code!" Kaelor’s weight was a mountain, pinning Aradaa to the cold, shattered floor. The salt of Kaelor’s tears mixed with the blood on Aradaa’s face. He was the Beast, and he was the only thing keeping the God of Code from floating away into the void.

The darkness went away, and a strange light came through. Before her stood a creature that was tall on two legs with red fur and the face of a wolf. Its eyes were blue, and they were old. She stood still. "Welcome, Magdalena," the beast said, and its voice was loud but soft. Her breath stopped. That was her name, and it was the name that only her mother had ever spoken. No one else had said it. "Who are you," she whispered. "How do you know that name." "Do not be afraid, Magdalena," the beast said as it went down to four limbs and moved around her. "You are me, and I am you."

"You look like a queen." My mother blinked, surprised, then she laughed. "Oh, do I now?" "Yes, but you look tired," she added innocently. Sora froze, staring in horror. I nearly choked, but my mother smiled. It wasn't forced, but genuine. "I like her." She crouched to Beauty's level despite the warning of the servants. "What's your name, little one?" "Beauty, but Papa calls me Bee." "Well, Bee," my mother said with a smile, "you can call me Grand Duchess of Everything."

"My cousin Mira wrote to me about... about him." The way she says 'him' makes my skin prickle. "Alpha Stone?" She nods. "She says... Alora, are you sure you want to hear this?" "I need to know what I'm walking into." My voice comes out stronger than I feel. "Please." Sarah perches on the edge of my stripped bed. "They call him the Beast for a reason. Not just because of his size or strength, but..." She swallows hard. "He can scent emotions. Fear, desire, lies – especially lies. They say he punishes deception more harshly than any other offense."