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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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It Was Just A Dream

(From Blue's Perspective)

"He is beautiful," I muttered. 

"Give him to me," Dem said sternly. 

"W-What?"

"I said give him to me."

He could not want to hold the child because he felt some kind of affection towards it. There was surely something else that was in his mind.

"Why?" I asked, looking at him carefully. 

He snatched the child away from me, despite my efforts. I was too weak to stop him, but I still tried all I could, only to fail. 

"Don't hold him like that. He will get hurt," I cried. "Your grip... Loosen your g-grip..."

"I told you I don't want a black-eyed child," he muttered angrily. "It is not on you who you will give birth to. But I have decided that it won't be my child."

"What are you saying?" I asked, sobbing. 

He did not look at me even for once as he started to leave the room. "Don't... Where are you taking him? Don't. You are not going to kill him, are you?"