The Shy Beauty And The Billionaire Beast Mga Nobela at Kwento

His build covered mine, a sense of protection that I never knew existed settled in my heart. And of course, this was seen by everyone there. I was protected and cherished by the billionaire Shaw. Their greedy eyes shone and they quickly extended their claws to me, wanting to take a piece if I let them. They would break me and leave me without a shell just for their gains. But never again! I was here to trample on them like ants. “Mrs. Shaw, you are so beautiful.” “Of course, she is! She is a King heiress and Mr. Shaw’s wife. She can't be less.”

I threw her a look to shut her mouth but her excitement over bode everything. I shook my head, grabbed my purse and started walking towards the exit, ignoring her intoxic words completely. She kept munching on her excitement walking out with me, "Will you just shut up" I whisper-yelled at her. "Do you even know who he is?" she asked skeptically. "No Shea, I really don't give a fuck who he is. Please lemme free now, I really need to study once again all night." I muttered. "Angel, he is a billionaire, the owner of various clubs of italy. Yo........."

"After every rejection, Beauty dreamed of a handsome man with platinum blonde hair and royal blue eyes with tears running down his cheeks, begging for an answer why Beauty would reject the Beast's love. Beauty had no idea who the blonde stranger was but kept seeing him in her dreams." The next page revealed Beauty talking with the Beast. Cathedra figured that their topic must have been very unpleasant because the Beast had its back turned on her, with its eyes glued to the ground. Its monstrous ears and tail drooped, which strongly reminded Cathedra of Sushi, the orphanage dog, every time Cathedra left and set off for school. There was a melancholy in its eyes that Cathedra couldn't quite un

she smirked, an evil glint in her eyes. “But fuck! It wasn’t supposed to happen this way. I already arranged a deal with some horny older man but you got lucky by sleeping with that hot billionaire. You bitch! I bet you don’t remember him, good, cause I’m not helping you find him. Go raise your baby alone” she smirked. “H-how could you?” I stuttered. My tears were uncontrollable and I was glad not much where paying attention to my ongoing drama. “Fuck. You. Bitch” Cara sneered. She picked up her purse and exited the cafe.

he nods. "Well, from there, I guess we can delve right in," Maryanne shrugs. She can feel his eyes on her, causing a blush to build in her cheeks. Why does he have to be there? It's bad enough that she can barely keep her feelings to herself anymore, much less here in front of her coworkers. "Or we can just talk about Max," Shelley forces herself into the conversation. She leans forward, across from Max now, her eyes glittering with interest. "Is it true you have a million dollar penthouse in the city?"

⸻ “LOOK WHAT WE HAVE—ANOTHER FINELY BRED BEAUTY!” Shane fought off a cringe at the announcer’s screeching. It was all background noise until Damien’s girl came on stage. And if he thought the previous girls had been wearing far too little, he had no words now. He understood that vampires didn’t hold humans in high regard, but damn—Lord Bylone really outdid himself. The skimpy skirt and see-through shirt left nothing to the imagination. And he could already see some of the bidders growing interested. Now he understood why Damien was infatuated with this girl—she really was a sight to behold, when she wasn’t being a complete brat.

She sits up straight in her chair, leaning in. I nod. “Well, imagine something like one of those beasts—the long snout, pointy fangs, enormous tongue that doesn’t quite fit, uncontrollable slobbering, mangy fur, and these evil-looking unholy eyes. Imagine being caught somewhere between that wolf-like creature and a human. Mangled, twisted bones set at strange angles with patches of skin and tufts of fur.” I shake my head, my stomach turning just thinking about it. No, I can’t allow her to see me. Bexley isn’t leaning away from me. She doesn’t get up and dart out the door. Instead, she reaches a hand across the table. My paw lies within her reach. I want to pull it away, but I don’t.

The man scowled in annoyance, glared at me, and then turned to throw his body back on the sofa. Useless man. "So ... how are you going to seduce him? I'm sure a young boss like him is used to being around beautiful women, if you only use your beauty, I think it's useless," Bastian said without looking at me. "Ah, I learned it from a movie, I'll spill my drink on his lap, then stare into his eyes for three seconds, creating an unusual impression, so he'll be curious about me," I replied quickly. After hearing my words, Bastian's brow furrowed, his lips pursed, and his eyes narrowed. I don't know what part of my plan made the man react like that.

he says, voice tight, but his glance at me, quick, sharp, says it’s something. I don’t care, not enough to ask, my body too heavy, my mind too fractured. The door swings open again, and a woman strides in—tall, blonde, heels clicking, her coat tight, accentuating her beautiful figure like she’s walking a runway. Her eyes suddenly land on Elijah, sparking, and she smiles, too close, too warm. “Elijah,” she says, voice smooth, “fancy seeing you here,” she says, a happy smile crossing her face.

“Yes..” Adam's hands go to the hem of her sleep shirt and pushes it up her body until it is bunched just above her breasts, leaving them bare to his gaze. Adam stares at them with hunger in his eyes. “Beautiful.” Bella is shy and wants to cover herself, but the way that he is looking at her stops her. His look is almost.. reverent. She tries to push aside how awkward she feels being naked in front of someone for the first time. Adam is already shirtless, so she can't even go tit for tat with him by pulling his shirt up. But she can help him with hers. All she needs is the confidence to do so.