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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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621 Chs
#R18
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#DARK
#WEREWOLF
#NONHUMAN
#POSSESSIVE
#FIRSTLOVE
#ROYALFAMILY
#POWERFULCOUPLE
#ALPHA

The Shadow, Or Just A Kid?

(From Blue's Perspective)

"Why haven't you asked how I got the teleportation device?" I asked after I made us some coffee. "And… why haven't you said anything about my fractured arm? You were so angry in the letter. But now… you don't seem to be angry at Evan. It's not like I am telling that you should. It's just… a little out of your character."

"How do you make coffee with one hand?" he asked. 

"That's not the point," I said. "Tell me."

"I was going to," he said. "I just… don't feel any interest in anything anymore. I did not feel like it."

He was never like this. His weakness had taken a troll on him. It was grasping him from the inside. 

"It's okay," I said, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "You can take your time."

"No, we don't have time. This whole thing… I really am tired. But I will tell you."