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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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Swordsmanship Lesson (2)

(From Blue's Perspective)

I did not think Dem would be teaching me on the first day. I thought I would not be able to focus. Whenever he was near me, it always felt like everything else was gone and it was just him and I. I would get flustered for nothing in particular and could not focus on anything. It felt like high school shoujo romance manga. 

And I was proved right and wrong at the same time. When he was right behind me, holding the sword over my hands, I felt like my heart would burst. No matter how much time we spent together or how many times our bodies met each other, I would always get flustered near him. But when he started to talk about techniques, I truly did not get flustered anymore. Rather, I was more determined to focus on his words and moves. 

"Straighten your back, darling, and don't tighten your grip too much," he said from afar as I was swinging the wooden swords as he told me.