Step inside the castle once more, but leave behind every gentle fairytale version you thought you knew. Beauty and the Beast: A Gothic Tale is not the softened tale of roses and romance. It is a descent into shadows, where the walls breathe with old memory, mirrors whisper with unfinished lives, and curses do not end when broken. They twist, divide, and return in forms more dangerous than before.Belle is no longer the simple beauty who tames a beast. She is a woman marked by the ancient blood of the Aestra Vell, a bloodline burdened with reflection, silence, and the weight of stolen names. Her journey is not one of rescue, but of survival. Every corridor she walks tests her, every mirror she faces dares to fracture her, and every curse demands a price. To live, she must confront not only the Witch who cast the first spell, but also the darker version of herself waiting inside the glass.Amarien, the man who was once Beast, is no savior here. He is bound to the castle as deeply as she is, caught in a labyrinth of memory and inheritance. Together they must navigate chambers that shift without warning, face replicas that wear their faces without soul, and uncover curses that were written long before roses ever bloomed beneath glass.This is not the story told to children. It is not the softened cartoon or the romantic stage play. This is the gothic truth at the heart of the legend, where beauty is sharpened into weaponry, where love is tested against deception, and where survival means facing the versions of ourselves we fear most.For readers who have adored every telling of Beauty and the Beast, from the earliest folklore to modern adaptations, this book offers something new and unforgettable. It does not simply retell the tale. It drags the curse into its final chamber, confronts the questions that were never asked, and delivers an ending that dares to be absolute.Dark, cinematic, and unflinching, Beauty and the Beast: A Gothic Tale is a story of identity, inheritance, and endurance. It is a retelling for those who crave not a fairytale, but a reckoning.