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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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A Hidden Path

(From Blue's Perspective)

"There can't be another door leading to the other world," I said.

Cyan leaned back in his chair. "Why not?" he asked. "You destroyed three of them."

"Yes, and there were supposed to be just three of them."

"We thought so because Azure told us. What if he lied?"

"He…" I had no answer to that. It was a valid question. What if Azure lied? It was not like he was someone who would never lie.

"He saw something in Ava Merrick Easton. That's why he took her in the name of a game, so you wouldn't suspect anything. And you didn't, just like he planned."

"Seriously, Cyan? What evidence do you have?"

Cyan was still the eighteen-year-old. Dion was almost as old as Cyan now. If we aged, Cyan and I would be thirty-seven now.