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The Werewolf King's Bride

Warning: Mature Content Trigger Warning: Abuse, Trauma, Psychological *It's full of red flags. Don't tell me I didn't warn you all. Blue Learley, a seventeen-year-old girl, lived in a small town with her parents and two brothers. Everything was going as usual until that fateful night when her life changed forever. Demetrius Easton, the merciless werewolf king, got his eyes on her and wanted her as his bride. When her own parents sold her to him, she had no way of escaping him and no one to turn to for help. *** “I don’t want to stay away for too long. Sometimes I fear the bird might fly away.” “The bird doesn’t have a home. The outside world is dangerous for it. And besides, the bird has already found its freedom inside,” I said. “The bird won’t fly away.” ‘So you don’t have to cut its wings since it did not grow them in the first place. It’s okay. The bird likes the cage anyway.’ *** Support my other works: *Silence*- It is a crime-filled thriller novel with a blooming romance between two teenagers. It is about love, friendship and betrayal. Trust me, the twists will keep you on edge. The Mask Of The Monster where you can read the love blooming between a human girl and a terrifying-looking monster The cover is not mine. Source: Devianart

Proteety_Promi · Fantasy
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618 Chs

A Strange Language

(From Blue's Perspective) 

"Your Highness, here are all the reports. I am pretty sure that I have not made a mistake, but Your Highness should check it nonetheless. I also sorted the information about the fire incident just like Your Highness mentioned in the letter. There was not much, just normal information," Reece said.

"But I found a thing strange among all these." 

"What is it?" I asked. 

"Just yesterday, one of Your Highness's spies, came to report. It was Berry. She gave me a piece of paper in hurry and left without a word. Since then, I could not find a trace of her. I think something is wrong." 

"Berry? She is Dem's spy, not mine... I did not send her on any mission," I mumbled. 

Dem and I had some spies, but our spies were not the same people. We liked to keep our work-related matters separate. Berry was one of Dem's exclusive spies. I never even talked to her. Then why would she report to me? 

"What about that paper?"