The Beautiful Beast Novels & Stories

He thought looked behind about yelling at Wren however what he encountered destroyed every motives. To him, it was heavenly. The way the sun fully sets on the princess' smiles; the way her orange-brown braided hair swung with the wind; her dainty almond blue eyes, her brown skin radiating the sun set; Skylark's fallen lemon feathers swirling around the scenery which pictured in his mind like a work of art—It was so enticing for the Beast being. His face reddened as he blinked never as he seen such beauty during all his time in the Humane Kingdom.

He is still as good-looking and emits the mysterious persona when staring blankly at him. He cocked his head on the side. “Has it ever come to your mind that you’re handsome?” “Hmn.” He was only asking blankly while appreciating Boone’s good look and didn't have much expectation that he would respond. Boone agreed on the thought already enough to send shivers down his spine. He never heard Boone complimenting his looks that whenever he received any praise from anyone he would just smile slightly and divert the topic. “And here I am thinking that he finds himself ugly,” Finn whispered. He straightened himself, taking much of the space between them. “How about me? Am I handsome?” He beamed a s

BEAUTY AND THE BEAST *** INSERT 32 *** .SEMIFINAL . AMBER (TWO DAYS LATER) . I applied the finishing touches to my makeup and styled my hair. I wore an off the shoulder flair dress with gold heels. satisfied with my look, I picked up my clutch. I need to be at the office for an important meeting with the board. I'ts been two days already. I waited this long for the dust to settle before meeting with the staffs again.

Amir cleared his throat and gestured to the first one who had a burned scar on his face, he was the one who had a permanent scowl on his face. “The first one is Brute, he's pure strength and force. He may be the strongest one in the pack.” Amir explained. Brute didn’t react, he just stared at us with the same usual expression he had. A big part of me feels like he doesn’t want to be here.

Sanyukta settled herself beside him but on a proper distance. He rested his head on his palm waiting her to start a conversation. "Today...I'll tell you the story of a real beauty and a beast."she said in a deep tone. "Sanyukta..is it..like Disney's..?"he questioned jokingly. "No..Randhir...in this story..the beast is...a beast..actually... he didn't change but the beauty lost herself...and til today she couldn't forget the betrayal given by her beast whom she thought was her prince charming."she replied with gloominess.

How come he’s there? The beast was now displaying itself in front of me. It was a breathtaking sight to behold. My jaw dropped, and time stood still for a moment. Standing tall with a majestic presence that commands attention.. His fur is a striking blend of midnight black and silver, shimmering under the moonlight like a tapestry woven from the night sky itself. I’ve never seen such a majestic creature before! Wait.. I have!! Celeste’s phoenix! That woman was annoying, but at least she had her awe-striking phoenix with her. That one, too, resembles this beast in a way. Only.. The phoenix looks like it came straight from hell with its feathers. It was feisty, too. Maybe because of its upbrin

The ground looked soothing as I lowered my eyes and kept walking with my head down. When I was a kid and Derrell had left us, mom used to tell me stories of this beast, who fell in love with a girl named belle. But that beast had a human somewhere in him. That was the curse that had turned his outward appearance into that of a beast. But here, Mr. Mayor was also cursed, and that curse has given him human skin while the actual beast stays inside and preys. Why was I even thinking about Beauty and the Beast? I should be more concerned about finding a way out of this town, but what about him? I whiffed my head to not think of my uncle. He will be looking all over for me.

She said. “Finally! But Beauty and the Beast style? What the fuck?” I questioned. Sarah laughed before responding, “Everybody is different sweetie.” Although beams of light didn’t shoot out of his fingers and toes like the beast did, it still reminded me of that final scene in the movie. It only took a minute or two and his body was back on the bed and his marked stopped glowing. As soon as it stopped glowing I walked up to look at his mark. It was a green wolf head howling with what looked like water splashing up behind it.

Hugo’s head snapped back, and before he could recover, he ran back into the mansion, whimpering. Deangelo stood there, with lava literally coming out of his nose, like a fire-breathing dragon held back by a leash, questioning how everything had gone so wrong, so fast. "Lord Deangelo..." A melodic voice called his out his name, and he turned around to see who it was. It was—it was the beauty, she was leaning against the doorway of the backdoor, looking breathtakingly sexy and gorgeous. He let out a low whistle and began sprinting toward her, like a moth drawn to a flame.

It was obvious that this beast wasn’t a minor rogue bandit. The beast watched her, captivated by her tear stained beauty, her rich copper red hair cascaded down her exposed back in waves. Her cheeks were flushed red from crying and her lips were blush pink. She wobbled to stand. “S-Stay back.” He watched as she scurried away and something struck in the beasts heart, he wanted the woman before him. Her sweet scent called to him and her soft voice was like music to his ears....he didn’t care if she was mated, he would kill her mate to get her.