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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 · 奇幻言情
分數不夠
618 Chs

Her Disappearance

(From Evan's Perspective)

The number of mages was almost frightening, but not impossible to defeat them. However, I was getting tired. I needed a little help and it would be easy. But Flint had gone to take Blue out. She was the priority. Even if Flint had been with me, even if we were winning, it would be of no use if someone went and captured her. Who knew what they would do with her?

I could imagine the master of the magic tower plucking her beautiful blue eyes out for decoration. The thought sent shivers through my spine. 

I held my hands forward, letting bursts of flame and black strings play in the air. They wrapped around the mages' bodies and strangled them. I broke into sweats. I did not lose concentration. I needed to defeat them. I knew I could. 

'Just a little more. Just a little more,' I repeated in my head. 'Keep pushing further. You can do it.'