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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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No More, Or Maybe More

(From Blue's Perspective)

"No more…"

He did not listen. Part of me did not want him to either. 

He grabbed my hair and pulled it back as he moved his hips. My knees shook, but I kept my balance somehow. 

"Dem… Please…"

My insides stiffened and my legs started to shake. Just a little more. I wanted more. I wanted him to move fast and drive me crazy. I needed him. 

But he gentled just then. The crazy feeling inside me subsides. Frustration. Once again. He had been doing it at least three times today.

"Dem! Not again…! Please…"

"What do you want me to do?" he asked, his voice husky, not playful at all. It was like he was punishing me. But what for? What did I do?

"Take me. Do it… properly."

"What is 'properly', my wife?"

"Just… take me and make me… come, please, Dem… I want to. Please."