Break The Shackles Novels & Stories

He strode back to me, his eyes blazing with intensity. With a mere touch of his bare hand, the shackles began to melt, as if they were nothing more than ice in the face of his formidable strength. I was transfixed, my mind reeling with the realization of just how powerful he was. As the shackles broke apart, I felt a surge of freedom I had not known in 20 long years.

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.

"The United States Department of the Treasury and the European Central Bank locked every single shell company connected to Vance Global four hours ago. The financial evidence delivered by your nephew’s partner is completely airtight. Every bank from Zurich to London has frozen your assets!" Maxwell slammed the phone down on the desk with a bitter, furious curse. "Ethan..." Maxwell hissed between his teeth, his pale hands trembling with intense rage. "That worthless boy..." Maxwell had spent decades building his hidden empire of corruption, blackmail, and illegal medical clinics. He had believed he was untouchable, protected by his vast wealth and hidden corporate proxies. But Ethan’s bravery

********* 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.

Just wave after wave, wearing a person down until there was nothing left to wear down. I remembered what the therapist at the orphanage had taught me years ago. Ground yourself. Count. Touch something real. Find five things. I forced my shaking eyes open. One. The cracked pavement beneath my shoes. Two. The rusty garbage container beside me. Three. The flickering streetlight overhead. Four. An abandoned newspaper rolling with the wind. Five. A stray dog sleeping across the road. My breathing remained ragged. Again. Four things I could touch. The rough concrete.

Until the news came — a revelation so impossible, so gutting, it made him want to rip apart the only person he’s ever truly loved. But that was then — when life still held a little innocence...high school. This is now. The underground. Where every step is a risk, every loyalty a lie, and every promises doubted. Tristan might control New York and Italy’s underworld, but power doesn’t make you untouchable. And when the ghosts of his past come crawling back, the king of crime might just break — unless the one person who shattered him in the first place can piece him back together. *** Don't forget to drop comments. ♥️ It would really help me a lot. Tchau.