Caged Canary Novels & Stories

There wasn’t much I could gather in just two days. What I knew: – My feet were shackled. – The shackles were heavy and strong, impossible to break with ordinary strength. – My range of movement was limited to one step from the bed. The shackles were connected to the bed. – The man had the key to unlock the shackles from the bed. – If I endured until the fifth day, a light bulb would be installed in this room. – Outside the room was a narrow hallway. – The room next to this one was the bathroom.

“You’re doing all this because you want me. Fine. You can have me. But on one condition…” I took a deep breath. “…you’ll let me go back to Aaron’s side for six months. After that, I’ll return. I’ll marry you. I’ll stay forever.” His jaw tightened. His shoulders stiffened. His breath changed. “No.” His voice was gentle. Too gentle. “I won’t let you go.” I felt irritation crawl up my spine. “Listen, if you insist on keeping me here, I will keep trying to escape. If you let me go, I promise I’ll come back.”

Was that all I was to them—just a thing to be used and sold off? I screamed. I've been a slave to them all my life, and now they want to marry me off without my permission, not just to anyone, but to an old man old enough to be my father. I could neither cry nor laugh. I just sat quietly, staring at the wall, thinking of what to do, but nothing came to mind. I had always thought of running away, but that wouldn't help; there is nowhere I could go. Then suddenly, a thought came to me.

I wasn’t going to be cooped in here like I’m a breeder. I banged my hands on the door repeatedly. “I swear I’m going to break down your damn door. Don’t even test me on this. I want to be free from this place right now!” I broke down in tears, and used my energy to hit and kick the door. I was so sad. I didn’t understand why this was happening to me. I was such a peaceful human, and I have never wronged anyone. I was just trying to survive on earth, knowing I had no-one back there because I’m an orphan. And, my colleagues couldn’t really be counted as friends. I was just pushing, hoping that one day, I would get happiness.

Without her voice, Rita was sure that she wasn't even going to listen to her, she got up and walked to the door then stopped. "I hope someday you will listen to me. This was the only place we could think of at that time to hide her as her health couldn't allow us be running around with her. I only want to know where she is buried,"

“Let them prepare. It will not matter.” One of his generals stepped forward. “Alpha Ryker will fight like a beast for his mate and unborn child. He will not hold back.” “Good.” The leader’s voice was almost amused. “A desperate wolf is an unpredictable one. That will be his downfall.” A cruel chuckle spread through the room. The plan was in motion. And soon, the blood of wolves would stain the earth. The underground chamber was filled with a chilling tension, the dim candlelight casting eerie shadows against the stone walls. The scent of dried blood and burning incense hung heavy in the air, a reminder of the darkness that thrived in this place.

[What are you doing, by the way? Jaguar Chameleon [At the clinic, I just finished a surgery.] Me Was the surgery successful? Jaguar Chameleon [Of course.] Me [Tsk, arrogant.] Jaguar Chameleon [I'm just being proud of myself.] Me [Yes. Don't come home late, by the way. Jaguar Chameleon [Why? You miss me, hm? Me [Tsk, the ever-confident jaguar.] Jaguar Chameleon [He... I'll try to get home early to keep the frizzy bunny company.]

After a contaminated drug supply triggers a pandemic that collapses civilization, a young woman named Mercy finds herself stranded in the ruins of Doomcaster. Rescued by the Godless Brothers-a brutal, male-dominated survivor faction-she trades her freedom for survival. The Brothers' leader, Ash, agrees to protect her, but the price is steep: she becomes property, collared and branded. But after Ash is gravely injured and dies, the camp plunges into chaos. A new leader rises through bloodshed, announcing a return to the Brotherhood's roots: women exist to bear the next generation, and every brother has the right to claim one. Mercy endures relentless humiliation and violence as she struggl

Daniel's P.O.V Eight days. Eight days was all it took to make my canary break her cage of freedom and fly straight into mine. The cage from where she won't ever be escaping from. She was like a ray of sunshine in my otherwise dull life. I needed her. I desperately did and here she was right now. Underneath me. A complete moaning mess. All she needed right now was me. All she saw right was me. If I were to leave right now, she would completely shatter. My canary would completely fall apart. That's not what I wanted. I didn't want to shatter her. I wanted her to carve me, think about me but not break apart because of me.

"If you are playing me I will destroy you." "I am not " Alex said fiercely. He moved closer. ". Keep accusing me and I might start wishing I was the one selling you out." Rowan grabbed Alexs arm pulling him against the desk. Their bodies pressed together. Alex could feel the line of muscle beneath the suit. "You have no idea what you are walking into " Rowan said, voice rough. "This company is not business. It is a cage.. I am both prisoner and warden." The confession slipped out small but real. Alex caught the flash of something haunted in Rowans eyes.