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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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619 Chs

What It Means To Be Strong

(From Blue's Perspective)

I had no idea that he had that kind of family. When his mother told me about his father, I thought she was really happy. But I had no idea it was all a delusion. 

"Your Highness! Are you alright?" 

I looked towards the door hearing Perita's voice. Ruby was massaging my shoulders. I did not get down from the bed at all since I was too lazy. 

"Oh, Perita! Ruby is giving me a massage," I said. "My shoulders are kinda stiff."

Perita sat in front of me on the bed and started massaging my palms. Her hands were not soft like usual girls, rather they felt very strong. 

'So cool...'

"Does it feel good doing it?" Perita asked.

"Doing what?" I asked. 

"Uh, having sex?" 

I was flushed red, hearing it. Ruby was laughing as well. But Perita had a serious look on her face. 

"Yeah, it's good," I said. "But I prefer calling it making love."

"Aren't they the same thing?" she asked.