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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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Self-Realization

(From Blue's Perspective)

It was when I opened my eyes that I only found out I had been unconscious. After coming to this world, I lost my consciousness a lot of times and it was a normal thing now, at least to me.

"Wait, where am I?" I mumbled, looking around. "Why am I in my bedroom?"

Did Dem bring me here? Then who would act like Luc's mistress? My job was done and I successfully cut all the black strings connected to the King of Lacuna. But I still needed to act as Luc's mistress. Why would she disappear so suddenly? 

"Hello, Your Highness."

"... Flint? Hi," I said. "What are you doing here?"

"Well, I was checking Your Highness's condition. Does Your Highness know why you collapsed?" he asked. 

"Yeah, I do know that," I mumbled.