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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

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I Would Rather Not Look At The Tree I Can’t Climb

(From Demetrius's Perspective)

"Let's go back, my wife. If I stay another moment here, I think my mind will adapt to his dumbness," I said. 

"Stop being rude," she nudged again. She had been saying that again and again. She only did this when she thought the other person was good. It was true that Luc was a good person despite his dumbness. Perhaps she felt he would mind. 

"Teach your husband some manners, Blue. I'm telling you- he is two-faced. See that innocent smile he's giving you, when he turns to me that turns into a creepy one," Luc said. 

She chuckled knowingly. She had seen it herself after all. To be honest, I did not like to be near anyone other than her. Everyone disgusted me. All they wanted was power and the fake warmth they gave- they were like poisons that would slowly kill someone.