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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

The Weird Dream

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(From Blue's Perspective)

I could not sleep the next night as well. The worst memories began to crawl into my mind, making me shiver from head to toe. It did not happen last month. But why now?

Perhaps I knew why. Until now since I came here, Demetrius was always beside me on the bed. I could never feel the depth of darkness because of his warmth. He made me forget all about my past. But when he was not here, those memories came crawling back again like monster spiders spreading their legs to capture me in its grasp. 

Their voices, their scary faces- all came to my mind. It was as if I was fading and falling into their grasp again. I did not want this. I wanted to scream, I wanted to run away. But I could not move my body.