The Beasts Bride Novels & Stories

Upon seeing that he wasn't there beside her, she followed the king further inside the town hall. Leera had no intention to get inside the basilica at all but she was struck with vision again that she stood rigid among the crowds. Her eyes turned into the slit as she stared in blankness. After a few minutes, she gasped in horror, seeing that the bride will be attacked by a beast at that very moment. The vision showed her blood splurging everywhere on the floor but she can't locate where the bride will be mangled. It might be distorted due to the dark warp. If the beast can conjure a dark warp to isolate its prey, then it is a strong predator. In the study of those hybrid reptiles, the hunters

The three knows what that is, they knew he is hungry. " Master i think you should go to the club. Every woman there will be ready to satisfy you and to put your Beast to rest " Jansen suggested behind hayden who just hanged his head in pain. He is trying to fight it, not wanting to succumb to the idea. He just can't cheat Isabella, no! " My Beast acknowledge her, he call her name " He said instead. The two men gasped in awe. " If Beasty called your wife's name it means that she's your destined bride from the Beast lord himself. " Farrell announced with a clenched teeth.

And then, I gave birth to a half-beast white wolf, our son Tristan. As the first half-beast child born from the human-beast union, Tristan naturally became the next leader of the Human-Beast Alliance. Bella, enamored by the fox clan's beauty, had chosen their heir, Lucien. But she didn't expect him to be a shameless womanizer, constantly entangled with other lovers. Eventually, she contracted a disease because of him—one that left her infertile and scorned by the fox clan. She blamed me for her misfortune, jealous that I had lived a better life than she did. One night, she drugged me in secret and set a fire that burned both me and Tristan alive.

“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

he says. “It doesn't matter. You would have come ten years later, and it would still be this way, Dante. My heart, it’s solely yours.” He smiles and leans in again, and our lips press together, moving as one. Once, I was the bride he bought , a woman trapped in a bargain made out of power and pride, just so we could save our parents. Now, I’m the woman he chose. And this time, it isn’t a transaction, neither is it because of anyone else.

she continued, her gaze piercing through the past. "He bears a rose mark on his body, the only way to recognize him, and he is among the Four Magical Beasts, the only one capable of aiding us. Our union is fated, and it is your task to seek him out among your people," she concluded, her words hanging in the air, carrying the weight of destiny and purpose. The Beasts were visibly shocked by this revelation. The Griffin leader spoke up, his voice laden with concern, "But humans and beasts being together brings ultimate misfortune. Moreover, Princess, you possess unparalleled power in the Magical Realm, even surpassing us. In the Magical World, one can only marry someone of equal power."

Beau Fur and muscle, Brianna and Wyatt walked before me, wading through dark water in beast form. Her pale fur, a stark contrast to his russet, as it reflected the light of the moon, she almost glowed. I didn’t know how it happened as we loped through the bayou. Our mate was now something more than we had ever expected. She was fire and brimstone along with pure light and love. She belonged to us and us to her. Her beastly body was a combination of femininity and strength, of monstrous force and grace. She walked beside him, smaller but with so much fluidity, I couldn’t help but be in awe of her. My paws brought me effortlessly beside her clawed feet, the boys at our back.

"Do you expect me to be grateful to you? As if I desired that!" Keith shook his head. "Me too, but for the purpose of a successful mission, could you please be quiet?” Abby simply rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to Rye. "And for the most anticipated portion of this auction, the administration proudly offers this beautiful woman named Rye." The crowd began to vocalize their opinions. Some even whistle in a twisted manner. "Those effing perverts!" Abby pondered. Rye, who portrayed Belle in the film Beauty and the Beast, was well-known in western countries for her beauty. The host's laughter causes Abby to scowl.

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

Smiled. “Instead,” he said, stepping back, “I’ve asked someone else to be my bride.” My knees nearly gave way but I stood still, every cell in my body screaming. Out of the crowd, she stepped forward. Clarissa. My sister. Wearing my dress. "Liam," I breathed. "What are you doing?" He didn’t answer me. He extended his hand, to her. “Clarissa, love, come here.” And just like a rehearsed pageantry, she strode down the red carpet, a smile carved on her lips as she walked towards him, confident, calm and cruel.