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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

Proteety_Promi · Fantasi
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618 Chs

The Suggestions Of The Doctor

(From Blue's Perspective)

I put the book on the table and sighed loudly. There were no more important facts other than the things I read. And there were also no more blank pages. 

I felt oddly lightheaded. But my head was full of questions. 

"What's... What's going on? Why is your nose bleeding?" 

I looked towards the door, hearing Dem's concerned tone. He quickly grabbed his handkerchief and pressed it against my nose to stop the bleeding. I did not notice it was still bleeding and now that I looked down at me, I saw that the chest area of my underthings was bloody as well. 

'Just why is my nose bleeding this much? I didn't even do anything. I didn't even stress myself.'

"Why aren't you saying anything? What happened?" he asked. "I just left you for a while... And this happened. Really? What were you doing? Did something do something ot you?"