Novel & Cerita Words To Beauty And The Beast

The only thing that was missing in there was the perfect ball dance. Yes! A perfect and romantic ball dance between the prince and the princess. I gulped the champagne in the glass in one shot. It was getting just better and better with every glasses of it and I was getting dizzier and more dizzier with the glasses of it. “Are you alright Belle?” he asked me. I shook my head. What could ever happen to me? Everything was looking so much beautiful and there wasn’t even a single harmful thing around me to make me feel bad.

Alex said, “Moreover, the blood inside your body won’t be drained. On the contrary, you actually profited.” “What bestiality?” The princess was infuriated as she bared her fangs. “Who are you calling a beast? I am royalty with a noble bloodline in the Witch Beast Kingdom. How dare you describe me as a beast? You are the beast. A wild beast. A dumb wild beast.” Alex, the Witch Beast princess, and the White Flayer were all locked in a cage. The White Flayer dared not speak and regarded itself invisible. It looked at the princess with its small eyes for a while before looking at Alex, saying it could not understand their profound conversation.

If I were still to root out a similar fairytale with a heroine like me and a villain like Orian, I'd settle for Beauty and the Beast, only that the beast didn't chase Belle through the woods with the promise of ruining her if he caught her. If we are beauty and the beast, I am a beauty snyek what are you? I could tell that he most definitely smirked as his words made their way through the mind link, are you the beast or Gaston? My insides coiled in irritation at the mention of being compared to Gaston and I tried hard to block him that instant so he wouldn't read my mind or mindlink me. you can't shut me out, I won't allow it to snyek, He snickered at me hindering my efforts.

Then Max got up, and the smile he sent Ariella, combined with the golden glow of firelight reflecting in his gorgeous brown hair, made her heart quicken. "You've all heard the story of Beauty and the Beast, right? About a beautiful young woman who falls in love with a hideous creature and saves his castle from a curse? Well, let me tell you a story that is a little bit similar and much more real, for I've met the main character myself."

Roselet played it, and in the next moment, they started dancing one eighty degrees holding each other in their arms. 'Tale as old as time True as it can be Barely even friends Then somebody bends Unexpectedly Just a little change Small to say the least Both a little scared Neither one prepared Beauty and the beast' Hearing this, Liara couldn't help but recall how her mate had said, 'The options are Bastard, Killer, Asshole, Black, Red, Speed, dickhead, BEAST, heartless, leech, dog, etc. The list is too long.' Even today, he was wearing blue cloth, and she was wearing a yellow color top with denim jeans.

The Nebula Beast, a creature of both beauty and terror, had awakened. The Nebula Beast, an entity of swirling galaxies and shimmering stardust loomed before them, dwarfing the group with its vastness. Its voice, like a million harmonized whispers, echoed through the void. "Why have you trespassed into my domain?" the Beast inquired, its tone resonating with curiosity rather than anger. Elara, though stunned by its magnificent presence, found her voice. "We seek knowledge, not to harm or desecrate your realm. We are travelers, adventurers."

"Fear is a wise feeling. But fear without action is a useless thing." "And what do you mean by that?" Oberon looks around. Fountains, parks, adults and children; everything is a blooming paradise filled with happiness and joy. Shandra follows the fairy's gaze, who murmurs: "Beauty is a weapon, just like the spears and swords of humans. All you see are fascinating creatures that fly, play and talk to each other." The young woman is silent. Julian intervenes: "What is your goal with this cheap little speech? Do you want her to start crying? You are wasting your time."

It was so huge that she almost fainted. The beast was huge and looked like it had wings. She whimpered and moved backwards. With every step she takes the beast takes one after her. And when the beast spoke it has the most unusual voice ever. It was as sweet as a flute bread and was as melodious as her mother's lullaby. She widened her eyes in surprise. "hmmmm. How long would it have taken you to find me? " The beast asked. She cringed. "please don't eat me... I'm just gonna pass here and I won't come back again... "

“Once upon a time, in a faraway land, a young prince lived in a shining castle. Although he had everything his heart desired, the prince was spoiled, selfish, and unkind. But then, one winter’s night, an old beggar woman came to the castle and offered him a single rose in return for shelter from the bitter cold. Repulsed by her haggard appearance, the prince sneered at the gift and turned the old woman away.She warned him not to be deceived by appearances, for beauty is found within.” – Narrator, The beauty and the beast.

One of the wolves steps up to me, growling for me to stop. A massive mansion appears nearby. It’s three stories high, dark, and painted-chipped with vines growing on it from years of no maintenance. Glass-stain windows display beautiful angel designs. It’s like the dark castle from Beauty and the Beast, and I’m Belle. Am I supposed to fall for the Beast? Can I change him from his ruthless ways? I laugh in my head at the thought. Yeah right.