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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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The Night Of Storm

(From Blue's Perspective)

Luc's note was confusing. At that time, I did not understand the meaning of it. But soon, I did. 

That night, I went to bed rather early. Ruby kind of forced me to do so because she thought sleeping early would help with my health. 

I fell asleep quickly. But I woke up, hearing a noise by the bedside. The room was dark and it was raining outside with occasional flashes of lightning. Just when a bolt of lightning hit somewhere near, my room was bright for a second or two, and in the meantime, I saw a figure, a very known figure. 

I thought I was dreaming, or perhaps hallucinating. But it was proven wrong when he touched my face slowly, seeing me awake. 

I was silent. The harsh breathing of two people filled the room and it was like I could not hear the rain at all. 

His face got closer and closer. I closed my eyes. I felt his breath on my face and not long after, felt his lips on mine.