Found 2343 To Love A Beast Stories

In the moment flames consumed her, Maya heard the cruelest truth—she had been betrayed by the one she loved most, sacrificed for an insurance fraud scheme.
Death was not the end.
Reborn seven days before her murder, Maya gets a second chance to change everything. Yet nothing prepares her for the shocking discovery: Connor, the brother she'd rejected and abandoned, has been her guardian all along—watching, controlling, protecting her with an obsession that borders on madness.
This isn't twiste...

I'm dead. Murdered.
A year later, I wake up watching my boyfriend Miles engaged to that bitch Bliss, using MY songs for Grammy nominations.
I want revenge.
But why does Miles cry listening to my demos at midnight? Why are there mysterious recordings on his phone I've never heard? Why does every truth I find lead to bigger lies?
Those dead musicians—really accidents?
What secrets hide behind the Grammys? Why can't I rest?
When all answers unfold on a bloody Grammy night, I discover I'm trap...

Racing team doctor Tracy indirectly caused the death of her fiancé, who was the younger brother of legendary racer Nolan. This incident also resulted in a shoulder injury that ended Nolan's racing career. Due to the interference of Nolan's mother, Tracy—who was already pregnant—believed Nolan hated her and fled to France. Years later, she returned to her home country solely to secure a partnership with TGC Medical Group, only to discover that its chairman was none other than Nolan. Though Nolan ...

"Are you... really the King?" I question next, my eyes remaining wide.
"I am... do I not seem fit enough to be?" He smirks, causing me to blush yet again...
he seems to have that affect on me I don't know why.
"N-No uh... I was just wanting to clarify things... sorry." I say shyly, watching as he keeps his eyes on the road.
"Next question love?" He glances over at me, catching me staring as I immediately glance away.
Uhhhh... what did you mean that I'm your... uh what was the word you used agai...

I was ugly ducking with blisters covered on my face and only the ONE could help me break the curse.
Dianna Pack was attacked when she was just ten years old and her mother cast a spell on her before she died. As a result of that spell, she grew up with blisters covering her face and the spell can only be broken when she meets the ONE. But as a slave and the shame of her pack, she was never allowed to attend any mate ceremonies.
Khan, Emperor of the South, was said to be born...

I felt his lips brush against my earlobe, a soft brush that suddenly made my toes curl. His breath lingered on my neck before he finally whispered, "I own you Crystal. The sooner you get to accept that the better for you. I'll make sure you submit yourself to me, be it the hard way or the easy way. And I'll break this ego of yours. I promise you"
He was her beast and she was his beauty. He was addicted and she was his favourite drug. He was a sinner and she was his sin.
In the ...

Pleasuring yourself is an intimate thing but she gets caught and recorded by her peeping neighbor. And for some reason, she invites him in, when she is naked and spread wide. What happens when he enters? Will the peeping tom actually turn into something more?
A lone desire is an upturned erotic romance story where everything happens in a reverse order. Things go right for awhile but a disaster changes their dynamics forever.
Will they get together even after all the changes that occurred or wil...

Erin Brown has just begun her internship in a new art gallery in town where she finds a painting depicting an image of her werewolf persona alongside an unknown male werewolf. Her new boss, Devon Grey, calls her by a strange name and claims to be her mate even though she does not know him and had never met him before that day.
Determined to convince her that his claim is true, he gives her an ancient dream stone that will transport her back in time and prove to her that they are indeed fated t...

Kissing a mobster I don’t know
Filipe was already in his position, with an alpha-male posture and an air of pure sensuality.
I walked the whole way looking at him, seeing every detail of his body and observing his muscles hidden in a black social blouse.
He was the most expensive of balms and his body was the most well-sculpted thing I had ever seen. I felt as if my body had taken a shock when I stopped in front of him and our eyes automatically connected for the fourth time.
"Are y...