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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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(From Blue's Perspective)

After Dem left, I started to work on the device more to keep myself busy. I kept my work to thirty minutes each day only, but I spent more than half the day over a table full of scribbles on countless papers, clumsy drawings, and countless books. 

People around me got anxious about my health and felt that I was pushing myself too far. Ruby kept on telling me not to act that way and take some rest. But the rest was the last thing on my mind. I developed a weird sense and that sense would not let me rest. 

In only fifteen days, I made a device. I had a feeling it would work. And to see that, I needed to make another one. Since I could make one, it would not be hard for me to make a duplicate. 

"Your Highness, it is time to have supper," Perita said. 

"I will have it later," I said, waving my hand to dismiss her.