Break The Shackles Novels & Stories

softened. Adam. No, it's fine. I just want you to know this, because I think you deserve to know who I am. His brows— his eyebrows pulled tight. You don't owe me an explanation for who you are. I looked down at our hands together. They looked beautiful. I know. I just want to tell you. For a minute, neither of us spoke. The only sound in the room was the sound of the machine connected to me and our breaths clashing with one another. I remember being seven, I said slowly. I came home from school one day. I had an injury on my knee and my arms were bruised. I could barely lift them above my head, and I told my father that I did not want to skate anymore. Eli looked at me. What happened? He to

Grayson’s POV I twisted until the crack tore through the entirety of the shackles and my hands popped free. Then, quickly, I reached up, and tugged at the collar around my neck, trying to break it. Unfortunately, the metal here was thicker, stronger, and wouldn’t budge or bend as easily. Breaking the collar seemed impossible at my current strength. Not without tools. So I grabbed the cage bars instead and attempted to pry them open. They started to groan, bending just slightly.

Her shadows wreathed around the dagger as she ran at the closest ghost rider and slammed her dagger into his heart to the hilt. He screamed and tried to throw her off but she gritted her teeth and hung on. “I said no!!” She screamed. She was the one that broke their prison and freed them. Shinay, they called her. It meant Shackle Breaker in the Lost language. She called onto it and the glowing ball appeared in her fist again. “What are you doing?!” She heard their voice in her head. “I broke you out.” She gritted as she poured her magic into the little crack on the surface of the globe. “Even if it costs me my life, I’ll see you all locked back in!” She snarled.

I prayed and continued pushing. My energy was being sapped by my power. I was getting weaker. It was as if my spirit was leaving my body behind. But, I couldn't stop now. I won't stop until I get out of here. With the remaining strength left within me, I let out a soft groan and pushed. Then, I heard a crack. A small part of the chain broke. I gasped and tried freeing myself from the shackles. The door flung open, making me pause. I heard footsteps coming closer to me.

I pulled at my shackles, trying to break them, but they were made by the Fireash pack using a blend of steel and diamonds mined in our lands. They were near unbreakable, so I slumped against the wall and tried to conserve my strength for my next escape attempt, hoping that Angelia and the others would be okay.

This get away is more of a toxins related one. I need to get my mind off this bullshit. Now. S H A T T E R E D "ASSHOLE!" I grunted while laying another punch to the jocks now broken, bloody, damaged face. He was almost knocked out cold on the dirty alleyway ground as I kept his body pinned down which was almost two times bigger than mine. He pissed me off at the wrong time. I looked up for a split second during my chain of punches and that's when I saw it. The red and blue flashing lights.

" I will use my husband's.’ she responds, laughing from ear to ear. Her excitement for this marriage is clearly shown on her face. 'Okay then, with the authority vested in me, I pronounce you husband and wife.’ the registerer exclaims after My wife and me exchange our rings. Some months later, Jessa’s POV I open the windows in my room as I inhale a large amount of air into my lungs. Indeed, fresh air is a great remedy for a broken person, a sign of a new start for a broken heart. It has been so many years since I last saw the once love of my life,so many years since I got my heart shattered for the second time. It has been a rough road for me. I have not been myself for these past years. I d

Even though the Prospective King had died from a sword slash at that time, those who supported him still roamed around to this day, and that had not calmed Kinsley's grudge. Kinsley's time spent at the altar had reached its limit. It's time to go back or will break the time freeze magic. Kinsley pulled his hand away from Abigail's face. He stood back up and cast a spell until the chest closed. He left the basement and closed the cupboard sealed with magic.

we responded. "My grandmother drank, and so did my mother. Growing up with them wasn't easy at all... I lived in a car or in homeless shelters for years, constantly changing cities and schools, that is when my mother wasn't in jail for drug trafficking, theft, or dancing naked in the street. Now that I'm sober, I realize I used the way they treated me as an excuse for how I started treating others... If anyone here knew me two years ago, please forgive me. I know I was a bitch," Sky declared, smiling weakly, somewhat embarrassed. I smiled too; I liked the girl's honesty. "The thing is, I hear stories here all the time, and it has helped me see that my life was difficult, but I'm not alone. I

"Curvy waist, flawless skin, round ass. Still a virgin. Yup, except for a few bruises, you'll fetch me a good price out there. Come on, stand up." I slowly stood to my feet while he feasted his eyes over me. Despite his brutal nature, The Slave Master never made a move on me. Rather he tortures me with his whip just like he does with the other slaves. I hated it. I hated it because he held my freedom. For that, I hated him but not as much as I hated the man who ruined my whole life. Minutes later, I was put on shackles on my wrists and neck. There was an evil glitter in his eyes as he dragged me away in chains to be sold.