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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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Futile Attempt

(From Blue's Perspective)

"Are you okay?" Dem asked. I could hear Ruby's agonizing cries, sitting beside the casket.

Reece's body was handed over to his family. I wanted to apologize. It was all my fault. It all happened because I lost the first round. It did not matter that I had no idea the game had multiple rounds. In the end, Reece died because of me.

Ruby's mother was crying, but silently. Ruby's father was shaking.

"No. No, I'm not okay," I said, so no one else but Dem heard me. "But it doesn't matter. It's not about me. What I feel is nothing compared to what they feel. Reece… He died in the hands of my father, Dem. Because of a stupid game. Because I lost the first round."

"You didn't know," Dem insisted.

"I know that. I just…"