Novel & Cerita Anime Like Chained Soldier

Silver’s steps slowed down as she went towards the house that she grew up in, the warriors behind her growing uneasy. Matt walked quickly to catch up with her, lowering his voice. “You have to steady them. They clearly do not trust us, but we are following an order, and we will fight and protect. But silver,” his eyes directly fixed on her, serious. “ My loyalty lies to him, not you. I am only here because he commanded it. Do not mistake this.” Silver nodded, swallowing hard. “I understand.” His expression did not move; he gave a single nod and turned back to where the soldiers stood.

I can easily guess that the wine is to prevent him losing himself during the battle, but the chain. "Soldier 983. Come here." It takes me a bit of time to register that I am the one being called, and I go to him, where he clasps the end of the chain around my arm. "You're bound to me now. They will not kill you." He says. I smile at him in admiration as he gives the battle cry. "ATTACK!" **

Eiren froze, his heart pounding loudly inside his chest. A shape shifted past the bars,tall, wide, and much larger than any guard in the group. the chains. The sound came low and gritty, sending a chill through Eiren. He couldn't make out the face,just a shape. It was not clear at all, someone covered in shadow. The tug grew stronger. This fresh connection pulsed,wild and urgent. It came from his direction. "No." Eiren's words slipped out softly. "Come on... just stop." But her tone held no strength.

“Yes, I want it.” I didn’t care how shameless that sounded nor did I care about anything tonight. All I wanted was to feel something or anything. “I’ll have you unable to walk out of here after I’m done with you.” He moved his hand to my neck and held it in a light choke. “I know you want my cock in you.” I wanted to be defiant because I knew from his tone that he was dominant and used to giving orders, men like him loved power, so I disobeyed.

Mature content is ®®®®®®®®®®®®®®®®®®® not suitable for underage people. {WARNING: this chapter has some mature content, so read at your own risk?} 🔞🔞🔞🔥🔥🔥 Anna's POV I saw something blurry, but the scream and gunshot were real. All I saw was blood, and it was flowing from Blaze's chest. My breath hissed, and I felt suffocating. I was praying to God to let me wake up from this nightmare.

the fortress will be a cage within a cage. I spend the hours pacing. Three steps forward. Three steps back. The chain clinks with every movement. It is a steady rhythm. It keeps me from losing my mind. I try to reach out to my wolf. She is quiet now. She is exhausted from the rejection. The bond is a dull throb in my chest. It is like a bruised muscle. It hurts to move. but I cannot ignore it. The door opens again in the afternoon. This time it is Vane. The Beta.

Chapter 3 Jenna sat in the dimly lit room, the walls close enough to feel like a cage. The rain outside tapped steadily against the grimy windowpane, a slow, relentless rhythm that matched the pounding in her chest. The flash drive lay heavy in her palm—small, unassuming, but packed with secrets she didn’t yet understand.

"Don't fool yourself, Lucien. Scarlett's already got the wrong idea. Why else would she give me this chance? Let's just make the best of it. She's gone, and you need a mate." Unlike Scarlett, who was so full of life and sunshine, Anika was fragile, a heartbreaking sight when she cried. I'd always been gentle with her, mindful of the PTSD she suffered from after the accident. But what she said now felt wrong, unsettling. The gentle Anika I had known felt like a stranger. I stared at her, my voice cold. "What do you know?" Her eyes darted away, but she quickly recovered. "Lucien, stop clinging to an empty love. You love me, you just won't admit it. The way you care for me, the way you smile at

"Like I'm a pawn for you to control?! I didn't sign up for this costume party to be an errand boy! I have my own reasons for being here, and I'm no attack mage! You got beefy over there take him instead!!!" He said, pointing at the large framed figure on the throne. " Kanchi Asobi is a Holy Shoutorin artist. He doesn't fight anymore!!!" The figure snapped back at him. The figure walked over to the candelabra and dripped his blood over it once more.

I asked. Andy nodded, his eyes dark. “Then why? Why do you stay with him?” He chuckled sadly. “Oh, Mia. Believe me I’ve tried to leave. But I just can’t.” I watched him as pure agonizing emotion played in his eyes. His face was dark when he said, “I’m chained to him, Mia. Whether by design or fate, I don’t know. I just can’t get away from him. I hate him sometimes. But… I… I’m chained to him. I… I have these feelings for him. It’s so fucking confusing and complicated. I don’t know. I just don’t know why or how or what the fuck ever… I just don’t. He makes me happy, and then he makes me angry and pissed.”