The Beast’s Heart, by
Leife Shallcross

The Beast's Heart Final Cover

It’s time to find the beauty in the beast.

I am neither monster nor man – yet I am both.

I am the Beast.

The day I was cursed to this wretched existence was the day I was saved – although it did not feel so at the time.

My redemption sprung from contemptible roots; I am not proud of what I did the day her father happened upon my crumbling, isolated chateau. But if loneliness breeds desperation then I was desperate indeed, and I did what I felt I must. My shameful behaviour was unjustly rewarded.

My Isabeau. She opened my eyes, my mind and my heart; she taught me how to be human again.

And now I might lose her forever.

BUY

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