Your Beauty And Beast

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I realized that over half of these people actually stopped reading mid-way but occasionally I'll still see their names on my notifications (votes) and it still makes me happy.

Hey babe, thanks for supporting me for so long! My AU can't compare to yours but I'll make it my mission that one day, maybe it will! Love you ❤

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"....Seems like it's crowded outside."

Lauren turned to narrow her eyes at her wife, "You do know that it's because of you right? You're like an endangered animal out here."

The shorter Latina laughed out loud while puffing her chest out, "I take great pride in that!"

Ronnie entered their room, looking much more annoyed than ever. She usually had a smirk on her face, so seeing this weird smile was vastly off-putting for the couple.

"There's a bunch of ants on my backyard." She said, crossing her legs as she floated. "Quick Lesson since they're here to pay their 'respects' to my guest."

She didn't let them butt in as she continued sternly, "Pride of Origin, the land of exotic beauty. We have 3 continents and each one is govered by an Emperor that is chosen through 100 years of hard contest."

"The general species are these, according by power, 'Demons, Angels, Vampires, Werewolves, Elves, Faires, Mermaids, Dwarves and then everyone else that are half-bloods."

Ronnie flicked her wrist, conjuring a map of the Pride with the flames. "We're located in the Center of Pride, which is formally and generally known as the Heart of Pride. We have the largest population with different species."

She stared at the girls, "Genders are irrelevant, here power speaks louder than fame or birth right. Legends are birthed yesterday and die tomorrow, rules are invalid when you can crush anyone under your thumb."

Ronnie pointed at herself, "I'm the daughter of Count Alexander, the 2nd most powerful Dracula in Pride. He's a higher rank Vampire while my mother was a Pure-blood. I'm an in between, which is acknowledged as A Dhampir."

She then pointed at Camila, "You're...a Fenrir but not. They call you Child Of Fenrir because you're blood has diluted over the years, you're not pure but you're not half either."

"Remember not to trust any of those freaks outside." She ordered, red eyes flaring. "Trust me, and me alone. I have a rope connected on your souls, so when you're in doubt, squint so you'll be able to see if there's a string connected between us."

"It's a complex spell, others wouldn't be able to fabricate it."

Standing back down on the floor, she put her arms over her chest with a bone-chilling sweet smile, "Now let's meet some of my personal friends."

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Two beyond beautiful people sat across the coffee table, both blondes and having sweet kind smiles on their faces.

"My name is Freesia, the Crown Princess of Heart." It turned out the woman was actually of Royal Blood, but she looked so sweet that it akin to a farmer's daughter.

The boy beside her chuckled, "And I'm the Crown Prince of Heart, Chris. It's a great pleasure to meet both of you."

For some reason, Chris had baby blue eyes and Freesia had dark emerald eyes. But they've got the same kind glow.