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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 Letter From The Battlefield

(From Blue's Perspective)

"What are you eating?" 

"Gosh!" I jumped out in surprise as I was attempting to take the first bite of my chocolate cake and read the letter Dem sent me the next day. 

"That looks good. I want to have one," Cyan said. 

The maids glanced at each other and then at me, alarmed. "This is my brother. His name is Cyan," I said. "Can you bring another piece of cake for him?"

"… Are you sure he is safe to be with, Your Highness?" Maria asked. 

"Yes, he is," I nodded. "Go on. Bring one."

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Where is your cat?" Cyan asked as he took a seat by me at the table. It was the middle of the night. Everyone was asleep. I craved chocolate cake suddenly. We had it during supper, but I wanted to have it again. 

"She is sleeping on my bed," I said. "You came straight here. How did you know I was here?"