The Lady And The Beast Novels & Stories

"That’s Christopher and your Alpha running into a trap! The Master will kill them both!" "They’ll tear this mountain down first," Sarah said through her teeth. Rihanna sneered. "They’ll die in the dark! Right, my Lord?" The lieutenant opened the giant doors. Inside was a huge cavern around pool of bubbling dark silver light lit the room around it were black stone pillars. On a tall throne of black glass sat the Beast 8 feet tall, black armor, face hidden by shadow with 2 burning crimson silver eyes. The lieutenant forced Sarah to her knees on the stone altar.

There was suddenly an extremely dense bloody aura spreading. "My Lord, the Purification Light has really appeared!" said a master among the beastmen excitedly while looking up at the sky. On the strange bluestone altar, the exceedingly beautiful woman holding the Star Scepter stood barefoot on the mottled marks. She opened her arms and was mumbling some words. Although there was no wind, her enchanting long red hair was fluttering. The priestess of the Beast Clan, who was less than 20 years old, looked even holier and more beautiful in the robe which was as white as snow.

In the grand castle that had become her unexpected home, Belle wandered through the vast library the Beast had built just for her. The shelves towered like ancient trees, filled with leather-bound books that whispered secrets from every corner. It was his way of showing he cared, a gesture that made her heart flutter more than she dared admit. The Beast, with his imposing frame and piercing eyes, had transformed from a gruff monster into someone she found undeniably intriguing. His fur was soft under candlelight, and the way he watched her made her feel alive in ways she'd never expected.

I'd always been able to run fast, but the beast tore through the brush and debris, all the way to the bayou. Piper's silhouette danced down the muddy bank of the bayou, and I smelled the alligator after her. He'd bitten her, I smelled the blood, and it made the beast angry. I stalled in front of her. She looked equally relieved and scared all at once. She crouched in front of me, submissively, begging to be saved. The beast snatched the alligator by the tail, ripping him apart for the mere thought of eating what was his. Moments later, I bent down, hauled her over my shoulder and stalked back to the castle. Feeling her heartbeat against my back, I listened to the steady rhythm. It was hypnot

“You’re curious, aren’t you?” Lyla’s cheeks turned bright red and looked down. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to eavesdrop. It’s just that I heard your muffled voices inside and got worried.” I tilted my head in wonder. “Worried? Why?” Lyla hesitated and her eyes flickered with a faint hint of fear and worry. She kept fumbling with her fingers and grew restless. “Do people here usually harm each other?” I ask her. “Harm each other?” she repeats then her gaze suddenly goes to a train of thoughts. “Males have absolute authority in the system. Women are expected to follow them, especially if it’s the Alpha. Even if we didn’t want to, our bodies reacted in obedience to his voice.”

The woman stated and it made Leo to knit his eyebrows violently. "Okay! I will help you and you so called sister if you get out from the jail!" Leo said and the woman was pleased. Leo felt better seeing the woman making her steps away from the iron bar. But when the lady was closer to the door, the beast was awake and it immediately approached the lady. "Move faster!"Leo shouted but the time was too fast to the woman. Because, after a few moment, the beast opened its mouth and eat the woman entirely. The beast took the head away from the woman's body.

Cara let out a deafening growl and tried to push back, but since this was only an illusion, it didn’t improve the strength of Cara, only the size. “Now, where is the last girl?” Cara groaned. I looked around and saw Linda flying forward toward the beast. The beast tried to turn as if it sensed her, but Cara held onto its neck and didn’t let go until its attention was away from the girl. Then Linda was able to jump on its back, and a lightning bolt shot out of her hands. It illuminated the room as it hit the beast’s back. The beast roared out loudly and stumbled backward, letting go of Cara. Its scream echoed through the walls, and it slammed itself into the walls.

She didn't want to humiliate herself more. 'How dare a lowly noble humiliated me! I will let you also feel the humiliation I felt here. You just wait.' Lady Baignard thought angrily. Then she went back to the table where other ladies were waiting. James who was not interested in the hunting competition went in the other direction to find a nice place to rest and read the book he brought. He didn't notice that he was already far from the hunting grounds and ahead of him was already the entrance of the dark woods, where rumors said monsters were seen. He stopped his track and tried to return. But when he was about to return, in his peripheral vision, he saw a lady under the big tree. He turned

Leave me, it will be better. - No! - Tristan reached out to the girl, but she recoiled from his hand. The sky began to darken. Tantario jumped up and looked around tensely. He felt the approach of the beast - the one who took possession of the body of his beloved, and now intends to devour her soul. The wind increased, howling over the rock. The girl got up and walked away. The darkness thickened in front of her, turning into a huge, terrible creature, whose body was covered with slimy black and scarlet scales. Flapping its holey wings, the beast waited for the girl to climb onto its back. Ira pressed herself against the disgusting neck. Tristan watched in horror as the oily liquid swallowed

The spells within promised immense strength and near invincibility, but they also carried dire warnings of the cost. Ignoring the warnings, Lola decided this was her path to power. She began to recite the incantations, her voice low and filled with determination. The air around her crackled with dark energy as she chanted, and shadows seemed to come alive. The transformation was swift and brutal. Her body contorted and grew, pain searing through her veins. In moments, she was no longer human but the dreaded Beast of Gévaudan. With a roar that shook the forest, Lola-the-Beast tore through the walls of the archive, emerging into the night with newfound power and an insatiable hunger. She had b