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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 · Fantasy
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591 Chs

That Bastard Isaac

(From Blue's Perspective)

"Agh... my head... I feel dizzy."

It all started to happen when I was on my way back to the castle. Two maids were accompanying me. But suddenly my head started to feel heavy and I felt dizzy. 

It could not be poison. I took the antidote. There could not be anything wrong with the antidote. Then why was I feeling like that? 

Ezekiel was not with me since it was not graceful to bring knights to tea parties or women's social gathering. But now I regretted it a lot. Something was wrong about everything. I could feel my body getting weaker. 

The part of the garden I was crossing was almost vacant. I wished I could go to Demetrius as soon as possible. Or perhaps if Mother was here, she could help me to. But who would help me now? Those two maids? They were more like pawns of Lady Caerlion who were here to watch the fun.