The Beau And The Beast Novels & Stories

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.

It seemed I would be officially meeting this King Killian after all. As we drew near the entrance of the east wing, the hallway was illuminated by a bright glass mural of all colors. I gaped at the intricate details of the story it displayed of the goddess blessing the wolves and them transforming into the Lycan form. The way the artist depicted the beast was beautiful and nowhere near as terrifying as they were in real life.

I continued, "but the beast isn't a monster. He's a kind and gentle soul who's been cursed by the Goddess. As I yelled, a loud yell could be heard from inside the castle, causing the people to stare in fear. I watched as they gazed up, and I saw the beast emerge from his castle and start walking towards us. The men around me were freaking out, but I stood still, unable to look away from the creature's approach. I could sense the sadness in his eyes as he looked at me.

However, her cleavage is still more accentuated, making Alicia way too sexy. “What do you want?” he asked. She smiled seductively and came near him to massage his shoulder, “You look tired, sir; I thought that maybe you are bored. Do you want me to please you, sir?” She said and bit Duke’s earlobe. Duke was starting to get seduced, and he immediately kissed her, getting more aroused by the fact that she responded to the intensity of his kiss. She’s also wild like the other girls he bedded.

Her cheeks flushed pink, and I could smell the arousal of her soaked pussy flowing in through my nostrils and filling up my lungs. My lips hovered over hers as I spoke. "You think you got me all figured out, don't you? Some folks say that I'm a reasonable guy, just as some call me the devil. Believe every one of them because I act accordingly. I will destroy you in the most brutal yet beautiful way, and when I'm done, you'll understand why they named me The Beast." Gia's eyes flickered like candles at night, full of passion and desire. Her rapid pulse had nothing to do with fear; she craved my touch, wanting me to fulfil my promise. A teasing smile danced across her lips, daring me to contin

“That’s right…feel me, mate.” “Feel what would soon be fucking the daylight out of you,” He stated, with a guttural moan at my hands on them. I cried out when he took my right nipple into his mouth, licking and fondling them. Intensely astonished that he pleasured the parts of me, this way. “P-Please,” I recalled gasping out, breathless, left with the feeling of need and wanting. “Soon, little Ava…I promise,” The Beast Caspian declared, in a throaty but gentle tone. He wanted me to be ready. King Caspian made it seem like I was precious to him, and wouldn’t want to see me hurt.

"This was so absurd. He didn't watch all these nostalgic Disney fairy tales. How was his childhood really like? I couldn't help but wonder. "Of course, I do. The female protagonist Belle basically reminds me of myself" He cocked another brow, this time seeming very interested. "Why do you say so?" "She loves her family so much, and she will do anything for her family. Her only family is her father. She is brave, and she looks beyond the superficial qualities of human. That was how she was able to save her father from the Beast" He nodded his head for me to go on. "You see, the Beast was once a charming young prince, but he was very proud. As a result of his proud, vain attitude, he was curse

Knowing that there was no other person I would rather spend my happily ever after with. The end of my story. Me being the Beauty… Luca Costello being my Beast. THE END

Jasper at my right side and Taylor on my left watching ' Beauty and the beast' Seriously Disney movie boys. Whatever, I don't have to judge them. I like them as they are. They sincerely care about me. "Lu? " Taylor's voice grabbed my attention. "Yeah Taylor, " I asked him. "Can I ask you a question? " I nodded. "What if you meet someone like a beast? " Taylor's question snapped Jasper's attention towards us away from Emma Watson. "Like a self-conceited person? " I was confused. "No like someone cruel, someone formidable. " He looked at me with his eyebrows pulled together.

But occasionally they buy our weapons. Beau and Rannon served in the military together and were the masterminds behind the security system that our main company has developed into a multi billion dollar empire. “Congratulations, my friend.” Beau’s thick cajun french accent makes it hard to understand what he says sometimes. He slaps me on the back as he turns to Everleigh and takes her hand. “Excuse-moi. Est-ce que tu embrasses les inconnus ? Non ? OK, je me présente alors.”