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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 · 幻想
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#R18
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#DARK
#WEREWOLF
#NONHUMAN
#POSSESSIVE
#ROYALFAMILY
#POWERFULCOUPLE
#FIRSTLOVE
#ALPHA

Going To The Festival (2)

(From Blue's Perspective)

We walked around the festival for a long time. There were a lot of things to see. But because of the crowd, I could not enjoy everything. Crowded places bothered me a lot. 

"It's suffocating…," I muttered. "It seems more crowded here…"

"The candies this old woman makes are very famous. I have tried it before. It's so good," Mom said and then looked at Dad at once the moment he was about to try one. "Don't eat more than three pieces, dear. The doctor told you not to."

"You won't have any?" Dad asked me. 

"No, I don't like sweets," I rejected politely. "Can it be saved for a long time?"

"Nah, it's best to eat it fresh," he said. "Why though?"

"… It's nothing," I mumbled. 

"What do you mean why? Are you that dumb?" Mom bickered. 

"What did I say wrong?" Dad asked, surprised.