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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

How Will You Enjoy The Present If You Only Worry?

(From Blue's Perspective)

"Look at me, baby," he whispered into my ear in his husky voice. His voice was gentle. 

"No…"

"Go on."

I felt the tears fresh on my cheek. The pleasure, the pain- all of that could not make me feel less miserable. 

I raised my head and slowly, looked at him. His fangs were bloody and I could still feel his claws on my waist and bottom. 

He looked deep into my eyes and rubbed his thumb on my lips. He pressed it between my lips and I opened them gently. Pushing it inside, he touched my fangs. I licked his finger with my tongue, my forked tongue. 

"You are beautiful," he said. 

"Don't lie."

"You are gorgeous," he said and gave me a kiss on the forehead. The touch was very gentle. "But that doesn't mean I am going easy on you."