Break The Shackles Novels & Stories

Was that all I was good for? "Or leave by his back hand." Her right hand laced around the chains before a crack rang in the room, her hand pulling up the broken shackles before tossing them at the officer's feet. One wrong step and she would kill all of them- she didn't have to think too hard to know that.

With a sharp pair of shears, the intruder made a clean, microscopic slice through the inner tension straps, ensuring the brace would offer zero structural support the moment Adrian took a heavy hit. The locker door clicked shut. As the silent figure disappears back into the dark corridor, the camera pans over Adrian's compromised gear, leaving him completely defenseless on the eve of the biggest match of his life.

Vivian drew in a deep breath and tried to pull the handcuffs apart. Her face was pale and her teeth were clenched with frustration. This was the hundredth time she was trying to break free of the shackles. Taking advantage of her weakened state, Rewa broke through her mental block and said *I can help you with this...* Vivian's heart skipped a beat as the voice suddenly popped in her head. She gasped and muttered, "Oh! Gosh! You scared me…"

********* Emma's Pov I opened my eyes slowly to a bad throbbing headache, stinging pains from my hands and shoulder area. I tried to move and realized I was tied to the chair I was sitted on. "Zach" I called as soon I remembered what happened before I drifted to sleep, he couldn't have kidnapped me, did he? I questioned within me, Jack might be anything but not a psycho. Or maybe I was wrong about him. A huge figure strode in and due to my headache and blurring vision it took me time to finally realize it was Zach "finally Princess, you're awake" with the way his voice sounded I could tell he was smiling.

he refuted. Jada’s pacing back and forth in front of everyone. She was shaking her head from time to time, especially when she heard Lyken’s explanation. She can’t control her body. She was shaking terribly and if she didn't move, she felt like she'd rage at anyone. Finally, she stopped pacing. She placed her hands over her chest and faced Lyken. “So Lyken, you’re saying that what you did years ago isn't important too?” the creases on his forehead deepen. “It was her right? That was Cheska! She was the woman you were with that night after the party!”

Zoe might've survived it all. If it hadn't come from the one person she trusted most. She'd given Connor everything. And that's how he repaid her. She'd nearly shattered. Hid herself away. Even a phone ringing would leave her shaking. Now, she stared at the screen, frozen. Fingers clenched tight around her phone, knuckles white. Eyes blank. The hate kept rolling in. [Holy crap, this is wild. That's the Herbert heiress?] [Did her family go broke? Is she selling herself now? I'd take a turn—bet she'd love it.]

A successful pediatrician. But to me and mom,he was everything. So watching him die trying to protect us, broke something in my thirteen year old heart forever. It was so bad,I barely fought when I was dragged away from their dead bodies. “Get rid of her!” A tall,angry looking man had ordered as soon as he laid his beady eyes on me. And again I was taken away by the same group torturing me right then like I'd committed the most heinous of crimes. I collapsed into the arms of one of the men standing in front of me as soon as the chains were cut from my arms,but he aggressively shoved me off, cackling maniacally as he leaned down and slapped me across the face so hard,a fresh surge of blood fl

He did not bother hiding the disgust in his eyes. "Who the hell is he?!" Jay snapped. Before I could speak, Ben draped an arm around my shoulders. "She's with me now. That's all you need to know. Let's go, Rachel." I smiled faintly, letting Ben guide me away. Jay called after me with a cracking voice. He sounded like a lost dog—abandoned and desperate. I did not slow down. I had broken free, and I was never going back. Over the next few days, Jay spiraled.

A deafening boom ripped through the underground kingdom. The golden eyes vanished beneath a storm of silver light. The chains wrapped around something enormous. Something beyond imagination. The city trembled. The jailer stood motionless. Holding. Containing. Enduring. Then came a sound I never wanted to hear. A snap. One chain broke. The noise echoed like a thunderclap. Then another chain shattered. And another. And another. The prison was failing. The jailer's light brightened desperately. More chains appeared. Thousands more.