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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 · Fantasia
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618 Chs

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(From Blue's Perspective)

"Let's sleep then. I'm planning to sleep as well since you're not feeling good. Or I would have gone straight to our nighttime routine," he said. 

"... Stop being shameless for a moment," I mumbled. There was no point telling him that since he would go back to being indecent both with his words and actions again. 

"As my wife says," he chuckled. 

It was different sleeping beside him than sleeping alone. There was the warmth of another person that I never had before. And he always held me as he slept. For some reason, it made my heart flutter. Perhaps it was a normal thing for couples, yet I could not help but feel special. 

He always had the ability to make me feel special and perfect, even when I knew there was no way it was true.