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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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Meeting Melissa In The Cell

(From Blue's Perspective)

Demian was concentrating hard. It was not obvious if you did not know him. He made so little expressions. But if you knew him like I did, you could see the slightest change in him.

Melissa was sitting on the iron bed (it was really uncomfortable even to look at), looking disheveled. Her curly blond hair was piled on top of her head in a bun.

"Hello, Melissa," I said.

Melissa looked up. There was a glossy look in her eyes. Had she been crying? She did not look like it.

"Quite a situation it is," I said and took a step forward. "What did Azure threaten you with?"

"No one threatened me," she said. Her voice was firm and clear. But really, she was a kid to me. Well, she was older than me physically as she was twenty-six and I still remained twenty-five. But I was older than her mentally. I could sense when she was lying.