A beast. Not quite wolf or bear gorilla or dog but a horrible new creature who walks upright--a creature with fangs & claws & hair springing from every pore. I am a monster. You think Im talking fairy tales? No way. The place is New York City. The time is now. Its no deformity no disease. & Ill stay this way forever--ruined--unless I can break the spell. Yes the spell the one the witch in my English class cast on me. Why did she turn me into a beast who hides by day & prowls by night? Ill tell you. Ill tell you how I used to be Kyle Kingsbury the guy you wished you were with money perfect looks & the perfect life. & then Ill tell you how I became perfectly... beastly.