The Beautiful Beast Novels & Stories

he deadpans, lips twitching. I laugh, shaking my head as he takes my hand. “Close your eyes,” he murmurs. “Fine,” I sigh dramatically, obeying. I feel him guiding me carefully, one hand at my back, the other wrapped around my fingers. The soft crunch of grass beneath our feet fills the silence until he finally stops. “Okay,” he says, voice softer now. “Open them.” I blink my eyes open—and my breath catches. In front of me is a wooden swing, hand-carved and tied beneath a blooming tree. White flowers hang around it, their petals fluttering in the breeze. A little gold plate on the top bar reads Bella’s Place.

Kayla just as excited to see our mate, it seemed like he had been gone forever. He laughs and hugs me back, stroking my hair and kissing my cheek. “Did you miss me?” He asks. “Yes.” I say, smiling up at him. He walks me back over to the table and sits beside me. “What did you do while I was gone?” “Oh it was so good!” I exclaim. “We watched a movie called beauty and the beast and it was really fun, and they fall in love at the end and the bad guy falls off the tower and dies.”

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.

It sat back on its haunches and let out a proud howl now that the mark was in its proper place. “Okay,” Bella breathed, startled. A quick check confirmed that Victor's mark was still on her right hand where it belonged. Relieved, she turned back to the beast and took a moment to study it. It was beautiful. Lean and elegant, it resembled Victor's atypical beast form more than Darian's. It was strangely more human than the others, which lent it a grotesque kind of beauty all its own. Its thick mane was adorned in white and gray feathers that looked as if they had come from a dove. Now that it wasn't roaring and snarling at her, it seemed almost peaceful.

"That is... is it lipstick?!" "Oh my!" The crowd was making noise for the young lady that will follow the man, her beautiful hand and then a slender arm came to the view as her gorgeous pair of feet came to the view. However, the woman that they were expecting was not there, instead, a rare beauty, almost breathtaking took Dion's hand and walked forward. "Who... who is that?" "Oh my... she is so beautiful. Is she an actress?" "No, I don't think so, with that face, I would have recognized her."

Dylan looked at him and Pearl could see the wheels turning. "Beauty and the Beast" Dylan said. Rhys smiled. "Pearl is the Beauty type character. One is you is the beast. The rest are hunters, like one, a Van Helsing character and others, we can figure that out. And she has not until a last rose petal falls, to kiss him, but a tree, shedding its last leaf." Rhys said. It was brilliant. They all loved it. Rhys looked at Ian on the screen. "You. You would be the beast." Ian laughed. "Of course I'm the beast!"

“Ji, don't do this to me. Please don't. I want this baby. I love him, please don't snatch him from me. Furthermore, I'll do whatever you want, or I'll accept anyone whom you desire, I'll never say anything about it. Please ji, please. He is our son. He is a part of us, a symbol of our love. Please. You wanted a baby from me. I'm giving you so why ji why you're doing this?” Beauty screamed at the beast. However, The beast was staring at her. Her breathing was labored as she glared at him. “I don't want anything from you, not even a baby". Beast was deeply looking at her. Beauty sobbed loudly at his words. “This is yours. This is your baby”, Beauty broke down in front of him. “I know that and

“I know it looks weird that I'm showing this to you but I'll make it clear that I'm not showing it to you because I'm collecting some animal feathers or thingies you may say. These are actually my evidences for what we call a beast.” “Now, what is this beast you may ask? This is not like in the movie beauty and the beast. This beast even has a number determined by their tails. And I think for me, because of these three things, I am tracking down a 3 tailed beast.” “...”

He glanced at the screen, and his face went pale. “What is it?” Kendall asked. He hesitated. “It’s from my guy watching Beauty. She’s… here.” The words made Kendall’s skin prickle. “Here? At the lake?” Before he could answer, a voice rang out from the shadows. “Well, well. Isn’t this romantic?” Beauty emerged from the trees, her red coat vivid against the darkness, her smile both dazzling and poisonous. She was holding something small and metallic in her hand, a lighter. Jack’s eyes narrowed. “Beauty. What do you want?”

I sensed it was because of the fact that he turned them. “Please listen to me--” “Not them.” “Not them, Ava.” “They were responsible for the girl’s death! Tabitha…they fed on her blood and made her hate herself.” I let out. “I need to know what creature they are! What did you turn them to?” King Caspian was silent that instant. It was almost like he absorbed everything I said and was contemplating it. After a long while, he finally spoke. “My beast has different abilities.” “You’re lucky you took most of its genes, Ava.”