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Contents
Dedication
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Photos from the Film
To Mom, for lending me her spell book
I’M MAL, DAUGHTER OF THE EVIL SORCERESS MALEFICENT.
I KNOW WHAT YOU MUST BE THINKING: I’M AN EVIL
VILLAIN, TOO. I MEAN, HOW COULD I NOT BE WITH A MOM
LIKE THAT? SHE HAS HORNS, FOR BADNESS’ SAKE. PLUS, SHE
CURSED SLEEPING BEAUTY AND HER KINGDOM ALL THOSE
YEARS AGO. EVEN ALL THE BADDIES HERE ON THE ISLE OF
THE LOST QUAKE AT THE SIGHT OF HER. AND THIS PLACE
BRIMS WITH ALL THE MOST EVIL VILLAINS, SIDEKICKS, AND
STEPMOTHERS AND STEPSISTERS EVER—BASICALLY ALL
THE INTERESTING PEOPLE.
TWENTY YEARS AGO, WHEN THE BEAST FINALLY PUT A RING ON IT AND MARRIED BELLE, HE UNITED ALL THE
KINGDOMS AND BECAME KING OF THE GOOD OL’ USA—
UNITED STATES OF AURADON (BLECH!). HE ROUNDED UP
ALL THE BADDIES AND BOOTED THEM OFF TO THE ISLE OF
THE LOST WITH A MAGICAL BARRIER TO KEEP US HERE.
THIS ISLE IS MY ’HOOD. NO MAGIC. NO WI-FI. NO WAY OUT
FOR ME AND MY THREE WICKED FRIENDS—HANG ON, YOU’RE ABOUT TO MEET THEM.
BUT FIRST THIS HAPPENED....
MEET BEN. SON OF THE BEAST AND BELLE. PRETTY EYES, KILLER MANE. YOU CAN SEE THE RESEMBLANCE. ANYWAY, BEN STARTED THE WHOLE THING WITH HIS BIG IDEA ONE
DAY....
In the castle of Beauty and the Beast, their son, Ben, kept gazing out the window.
Even from way across the sparkling blue sea, Ben could see the magical barrier flickering and shimmering over the Isle of the Lost. It was so pretty, that far-off isle of exiled prisoners…but Ben couldn’t help feeling sad at the sight of it.
The royal tailor was fitting Ben into his blue coronation suit, jotting Ben’s measurements down on a notepad, when Belle and Beast strolled into the room.
“How is it possible that you’re going to be crowned king next month?” Beast said, blinking his blue eyes behind black bold-frame glasses. The gold crown atop his head glittered. Soon it would be passed on to Ben. “You’re just a baby,” he said.
“He’s turning sixteen, dear,” said Belle, looking lovely in her yellow dress.
“Hey, Pops,” said Ben.
