The Virgin And The Beast Novels & Stories

Well, maybe still cursed but free anyway. He only had to go through with this first. This small little task. Taking his...mortal's virginity. She was already there, lying in the grass beneath him. Ready. Wet. He could smell her arousal. That mouth-watering and intoxicating scent. But there was also fear. Freezing and mind-numbing fear. He could feel it so strong. Taste it on his tongue. It brought a sour taste into his mouth. She was afraid of this. She didn't want this to happen. She was trembling so hard into that soft grass, her plump and full chest heaving with every ragged breath that she took. Hands balled into tight fists at her sides. Eyes closed. It bothered him so incredibly much.

She said finish. Bastards starved my mate. I gave her a nod and rushed into the infirmary where my Bella was sleeping. When I went inside, I saw my angel lying down in the bed. She seems so peaceful. But it was the contrary. She had bandages around her stomach and her thigh. Her head also had a bandage. The scene in front of me made me whimper. I went near her bed as I collapsed on the floor at my knees. I grabbed her hands as I brought it near to my face. As if she sensed my touch, she relaxed. I smile at that. I caressed her cheeks with my finger tips.

"I'm afraid to see my daughter killed by its vicious claws over some little boy she just met. Especially when she's suppose to stay away from them." "Dad. What's going on? I still remember how angry you got with that unknown call you had in your office." "You overheard me?" "Some. But your behavior is more terrifying than it was before. Why?” "Because what we were preparing for is now confirmed. The beast is back and we have to kill it before it takes more lives.”

Beware the hunger of the beast that rules the highlands, beware the wicked hag of the north, who loves the taste of the virgin hearts. I wiped at the cold sheen of sweat that had formed on my forehead with shaky hands, pressing them into the fullness of my cheeks to stem the growing unease. It was the second time I had seen the omens. Notes from predecessors who were probably dead and digested. What in tarnation did it mean by loving the taste of virgin hearts? I mean I was no clueless maiden with adorable naïveté, but, I hadn't been with anyone yet. It was hard to find reliable mates in the wolf village.

After that, I'm not sure what to do. "The Beast Oracle is only a legend...Not a real being...right," she whispers, and I growl as the disrespectful term leaves her beautiful lips. Hurt and betrayal whip through my mind. My mate is just like all of them. We fight and die so they can live in peace and safety, but we are called beasts.

His blood red eyes watched the moon as the priestess went around the circle, sprinkling something and chanting incantations. "Are you ready, alpha?" Zane nodded, then moved his eyes away from the moon. The priestess nodded, then pushed her staff into the ground, so it stood firm. She then brought a knife, then extended her hand to Zane, while she stood outside the ring of fire. He gave her his palm, and she quickly slit it open, just as the moon popped behind the cloud, as if to bless the occasion. The place became awash with light, and the priestess chanted hard, Zane's blood flowing down to the fire.

"Stop fighting. I told you, you're mine. I want what's mine. Your body is mine to do with as I please. It's not like you're a virgin." Wisdom tries to knee him. Beauden lays his legs across her, inserts his long hard shaft inside her core, and thinks, "You don't want to give me what's mine, but you give it to that damn Deshal bastard." He pushes a few times. "Damn, your tight." Beauden glances at the tears running down her face and realizes his mate is a virgin. He smiled because his mate had waited for him. He starts moving, moaning, and cussing, telling her how good she feels. About an hour later, he releases her hand. Beauden knew she wasn't going to fight him now. She's lying there, le

She let out a scream of ecstasy as I moved to her other br**st and repeated the motion. The beast was in no mood for drawn out foreplay today, he wanted his sweet release, and fast. I stood from the bed and removed my pants and shirt, before kneeling between Harriet’s legs. She moaned when I rubbed the head of my pe**s against her ready and waiting folds. I pushed in hard, entering her all the way. Her eyes rolled back and her back arched at the sensation it gave her. I began pumping, hard and fast, as my beast roared in satisfaction.

A young woman is the key to unravelled the answers behind the beast' cursed. An evil woman who started the cursed couldn't prevailed and would pay for all of her sins on this wicked place. How to deal with the best? Befriend him or terrified him? " It's okay! Let me tamed you!" Diana whispered those words to the hitite Beast's ears. His body were covered by the dark smokes. Diana stayed there until everything turned to light. A man at his middle age appeared. He's still hot as hell.

Ferris asked darkly raising the eyebrow. Hazel bit her lips before she looked straight in his eyes, saying, “yes, you are beast. My loving beast.”