Novel & Cerita The Beast's Bride

I said to my beast. /Eleftheria, I don't know what to think anymore/ said my beast, agreeing with my words for the first time. I was stunned when I heard her say that. “I have to confront him. Louis was right!” I said, overcome with panic and anger. My beast hissed in pain as she stared at the ceiling. For a moment, I wanted to sleep to calm my thoughts, but then I had an idea. Who the hell was Bridge? Why did everyone want her and Bradley to get married, even over me?

I will be forcefully wedded tomorrow and I would become Mrs Bruno De’ Luca. I will be forcefully wedded to my late husband’s brother, the one they call the beast. *****

This was the bounding and illusion eroding to reveal the true form of the bride, shocking everyone in the room, making the two men stop fighting and observing the change happen. The bride continued squealing as the form began to change, and soon, she revealed herself to be a large Sow in the wedding clothing. Breathing heavily as the change was very taxing, she looked upon the humans before her and wondered what she did to deserve such treatment. This surprised everyone in the room; the bride was a female pig, and suddenly, there was a voice in the room. “This is a small punishment for trying to take my wife from me. Did you really think I would allow you to take what is rightfully mine?” Th

I could do nothing but hug him. "I vowed to never return to a claiming. The years of loneliness start eating at you. I finally knew I could not stay away. Our brides are not just sexual partners, they're companions. When a bride's body is old and frail, unable to perform sexually, it matters not. Friendship fills all voids and a dragon is satisfied. The terrible part is knowing our time is limited once it reaches that point. I flew to your claiming vowing to never love again. Forgive me, bride, for it is you who will suffer the most. Please. Just... be my friend."

I could do nothing but hug him. "I vowed to never return to a claiming. The years of loneliness start eating at you. I finally knew I could not stay away. Our brides are not just sexual partners, they're companions. When a bride's body is old and frail, unable to perform sexually, it matters not. Friendship fills all voids and a dragon is satisfied. The terrible part is knowing our time is limited once it reaches that point. I flew to your claiming vowing to never love again. Forgive me, bride, for it is you who will suffer the most. Please. Just... be my friend."

" Julius slumped back into his chair. Floiria was a land where only the strongest survived. Hence, many beastmen preferred living with humans, who prohibited mindless slaughter. If beastmen wanted to enter a human kingdom, they needed to register their information and obtain the authorities' approval. It wasn't an easy process. If they were sent back to Floiria, it would be almost impossible for them to return.

The illusion clung to Elian like a shroud woven from nightmares, the monstrous wolf's crimson eyes boring into him across the fractured veil of time and shadow. Its voice had slithered through the air moments before, a guttural rumble that vibrated in his bones: 'So... you are the Chosen Bride.' Now, it called again, deeper, more insistent, as if the beast sensed his wavering resolve. 'Come, little light. Face the abyss that binds us.'

"You are unbelievable, and mark my words. I am going to do every fucking thing I need to do so that my friend doesn't end up with. you because you are nothing but a beast!" Kael quickly grabbed her hand, his grip firm and threatening. "Call me beast one more time, and I will show you what a beast does!" She yanked her hand free, fire in her eyes. "I am not fucking scared of you. Yes, you are a beast, and yes, you have every trait a beast needs. And let me tell you, as long as I am alive, my girlfriend would not end up with you. So have fun." Elara pulled away forcefully, giving Kael a middle finger as she stormed out.

The elders nodded but the fear remained in their eyes as they watched their King slowly slip away and the unholy monster begin to take his place. Jessebelle raised her well trimmed eyebrow and asked, "Who is her?" her face turned down in a frown. The king sighed, having no patience for the vexing woman beside him. And all of a sudden, like a wave it hit him... The sensation of his mates blood being drawn. Any control he had of his beast was gone as in the next few seconds he had trasformed completely with low growl. The elders all stood up and stepped back as the beast ran through the room and out of the meeting hall. Jessebelle stood up her eyes wide with fear and confusion before her knees

“She told me that English men like a woman to bleed on the wedding night, but many lasses don’t, even if they have not been with a man. She told me that lasses put a leach in their channel for a bit a day or two before the wedding to make a weak spot so coupling will shed some blood. I had thought that all the emissary would need was a bloody sheet and mother's trick would provide that for us.” “You deceived the king’s emissary, and therefore the king himself.” “Not as much as you did, Groigair Padraig Alasdair MacInnis.” Padraig scowled at her and grabbed the counterpane, tossing it back to reveal her nakedness. Eliana gasped when grabbed her ankle and tugged her quickly to the edge of the