Beauty and the Nefarious Beast

I am the Beast. Yes yes, you've of me. The Beast that ole Walt Disney heard about, but he made me seem forgivable. My story more lovey-dovey. No, that's not what actually happened. Not even close. My story is NOT a tale as old as time...although I wish it was.

I'll give you a hint...

I kill people...drink their blood.. and she knows my past. And miraculously, she stays with me. I love her, although I know she deserves better than a big, blood-thirsty beast.

But she is forced to leave...and I follow her. I can't let her get hurt, no matter what. She's MINE. And no one will stop me from protecting the woman I love.

If you want to know the real story of Belle and me, press the Read button. I dare you.

WARNING: This story contains bloody and gory scenes. If you have a weak stomach, this story could make you queasy.

Consider you've been warned.

>This is also a short story<

Beautiful cover made by @LarissaChesser