Broken Chains Hands Novels & Stories

Her eyes begin to glow just like that day that she lost control With an ear bursting scream that makes everywhere to vibrate, Alora jerks her right arm forward- nothing happens at first. But she keeps jerking her hand forward violently despite the guards trying to hold her down. The silver starts to give way to her force.as she continues banging and banging. Then suddenly a single link in the silver chain around her wrist snaps, the broken ends flying apart with enough force to strike the nearest guard across the face and to leave a huge dent on it.

Chapter Six I stand in front of the mirror, looking at this reflection that seems foreign to me. My hair, once neatly styled, now hangs in loose strands around my face. I take a deep breath, trying to shake off the lingering thoughts of Elvis. His touch comes into my memory now, and it sends gooseflesh, remembering the thrill of holding his hand as he guided me into a world I never thought I could have.

For a second, I thought— But then he exhaled, voice barely above a murmur. “It’s not the right time, Lila.” And then the door slammed shut. I stood there, breathless, shaking. The air in my lungs turned thick that I had to force air up my lungs. My hands trembled, aching with the need to do something—to break, to hit, to run. But there was nowhere to go. No one coming to help. I sank back onto the bed, curling my fingers into the sheets as I let the silence swallowed me whole.

I admitted. “Well, let me tell you. They are metal rods that are bent and then soldered together.” She took a sip of her drink before continuing. “The weakest part of a chain link is where it is soldered, because it was never meant to be connected to itself.” She patted my arm. “The hardest part of breaking the chains that hold you back is finding what holds it together.” She gathered her trash and picked up her cup before getting out of my car. She bent down to meet my eyes. “When you are ready to break your chain, you know where to find me. The happiness you are searching for is within reach. You just need to figure out what soldered your links, and figure out the best way to open each one

I'd ruined my right hand saving my mafia husband, Vincent. For three years, I couldn't create. And I just found out it was all a trap—one he'd set for me, to protect his true love, Sophia. "The procedure was a success. Mrs. Torrino's nerve damage has almost fully healed." Leaning against the cool hallway wall outside my husband’s study, I heard the voice of our private physician, Dr. Martinez. My heart hammered against my ribs. Three years.

"My husband? Have you accompanied me to a single renatal checkup? Have you ever touched the child in my belly even once? Don't you feel guilty saying this? Take a good look at what you're actually holding in your arms!" As my words fell, Jane's heart sank. She finally understood why I had remained so calm even while being slandered. What was wrapped in that bundle might not even be a child at all. Seeing Declan reaching out to unwrap the bundle, her face changed drastically as she shouted, "Don't!"

“Aria! Don’t let it take you!” My copy smiled through the falling chains. “It already has,” she said softly. And the chains finally broke through my ash—closing around my wrists like cold hands.

Trayaksh wished to give her the freedom which she was longing for since an eternity but only if he knew that the blurred lines of their past were still chaining them with the tragic thread of destruction which was bound to be the eternal truth of their story. And love between them was beyond impossible as his past sins had already broken the bonny fantasy which she once had woven inside her sterling heart. But here she was, still chained in the blurred and dark past. Chained inside those blurred yet tormenting nine years during which the darkness seeped inside the deepest of her parts making her hollow. Nothing was left for her except the blurred chains of past holding her down and captivati

Natigilan siya sa sinabi ko at umigting ang kaniyang panga. "Heina, please don't start this," he said with worry and threat. I unknowingly leaned and squeezed his biceps. Theyre hard! Hinaplos ko iyon paitaas at pababa habang kinakagat-kagat ang aking labi. Nakita kong napaigtad siya sa haplos ng aking kamay. Sunod-sunod na lunok ang ginawa ni Thorn. I smirked naughtily at him.

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.