The witch's wrath has left me isolated, broken. A Beast unable to even touch another living soul without ruining them. My only solace comes from watching the one I've fallen in love with from afar. Fleur. She's beautiful, spirited, and everything I desire. I can't give her what she needs, but there's one in the village who can Gabriel is tall, strong, and handsome—all things I once was. As my days grow lonelier, I accept that I need them— both of them. They'll act out every dark, twisted fantasy my monstrous form prevents me from participating in. And with any luck, they'll grow to enjoy their new prison. But the closer we become, the more the roses wither and die. The castle is changing. The curse exacts a greater toll each day. Unless… Is it possible Fleur is meant for more than satiating my most carnal needs? Could she be the one to break the spell? Or is it too impossible for anyone to love a Beast?