The Beast's Bride Novels & Stories

Fear again. She observed once again that she was in the dungeon with a dragon below and an angry king next to her, a king that had magic, one that she didn't even know if he was human or not. She wasn't at her safest here. "Speak," He said, when he got in front of her. "Do not be afraid of me, my Bride." He brushed his hand over her hair, tucking a strand of her curly hair behind her ear. "What does the Bride Thief really do? What does he have to do with any of these?"

I licked it more. “Damn it, Janiyah…shit!” He stood up and kissed me, he was getting wild so I returned all his kisses. I was surprised when he picked me up as a bride. "Where will we go? We haven't finished showering yet," I said as we exited the bathroom. "I can't take it anymore, I want you to ride on me."

Just precision. He watches me as I walk toward him. Not like a man in love. Like a man about to sign a deal with the devil. I stop beside him. The priest begins. Words are said. Vows are exchanged. His voice is steady. Mine is smoother. I let him slip the ring onto my finger. Platinum. Heavy. I do the same. “You may now kiss the bride.” Leon leans in, brushes a cold kiss against my lips—brief and businesslike. No fireworks.

In our previous life, two suitors came forward: Gideon, the giant shark beastman, and Felix, the hawk beastman. Gideon was rugged, his appearance fierce. His world was deep beneath the waves. Marrying him meant abandoning the land and dwelling in the vast sea. Felix, in contrast, was refined, dignified, his presence commanding. He even vowed to remain in the human city for the sake of his bride. Unwilling to see my frail sister suffer, my parents chose Felix for her. And so I was given to Gideon, bound to the ocean's depths. Day after day, my parents and sister flaunted the bliss of their city life before me. But scarcely half a month later, the rains came without end. Floods surged, swallow

“Not any prey, but the wolf-blooded hybrid beast bred for brutality. There are two grades of this beast. Grade A, the aggressive one. They will charge, paralyze you, but not kill. Grade B, they are faster than the wind, and they will flee. To take them down, you must keep pace. Today, eighty-five beasts roam the field. Ten of them Grade A. Only eighty-five fangs will be claimed. Fifteen of you will be left with nothing and will be disqualified.” Her eyes sharpened as she leaned forward, voice like steel. “Remember this: only one can kill and claim a beast. Once slain, the beast dissolves into a fang, larger for Grade A, smaller for Grade B. These fangs are your proof.”

We were born with the divine gift of bearing sacred beasts. Ten thousand years ago, a great war broke out among the beast clans. The only sacred beast sacrificed itself for the lives of countless others. Since then, its bloodline withered away, and no sacred beasts had been born. And now, Rosalie and I were the only hope of bearing one. It had been declared throughout the beast clans that whoever gave birth to a sacred beast would be crowned as beast king. In my previous life, on our coming-of-age day, Rosalie was the first to pick Charles Summer, the prince of the zilant clan. She was hoping to give birth to a sacred beast and claim the throne.

he stated simply. Todd's eyes widened. Was the man not going to force a marriage of convenience on him? Would he be able to choose freely? Regardless, Todd already knew he only wanted a contracted marriage. He had no time for things like commitment or love. No, his wife would have to understand that this marriage would be in name only. "However..." Jan began, "I want her to be a virginal bride." "What?!" Todd croaked. "Yes, a virgin bride. I am a very religious man, you know, and even though I have never pushed you to attend church with me, it's very important to me that you find a virtuous young lady. Also, I ask that there be no sex before marriage," he specified.

Brook tilted his head back, his chest puffing out with the vanity of a young peacock showing off its feathers before the pack. "Brook, you finally abandoned your post," a deep, rolling voice boomed from behind us. Lucien approached slowly, his cane marking his rhythm as his golden eyes settled briefly on Corrie before freezing into complete indifference. "I see you brought a guest to my mate's feast." Upon seeing the King, Brook’s confidence spiked. He wrapped a heavy arm around Corrie’s waist, pulling her flush against his side. "Allow me to introduce my official match, Corrie Bates." He paused, his smirk widening. "Tonight marks our first blood-alliance. Our wolves share an exceptional fre

Zachariah frowned. "Y-your names. They are old, too old. They aren't used nowadays." She said murmured. A Kings lips formed in a smile making her eyes wide open. Their smile is beautiful. Rose felt some tingly things in her stomach seeing them smile. "W-what are you both? I mean what supernatural species do you belong to?" Rose questioned them ignoring the tingling sensation in her Stomach. "Beast" They said together. Rose's eyes widen hearing it. They both are beast!

She wanted more, but wasn’t sure if it was a beneficial idea. "Shall we go somewhere else?" As she stood up, Ruby asked. The feeding pool was too crowded. Ruby couldn’t think at all. "Mommy, are you going to marry Beast?" AJ abruptly inquired, nearly causing Ruby to stumble. "What... Why do you ask that?" The question was too close to what was on her mind at that moment, so much so that Ruby wondered if AJ could read her thoughts. "Tita said the Beast is my father." AJ continued. Ruby is really thrown off now. Fortunately, Otiz managed to catch her hand.