Caged Rings Novels & Stories

KADE POV I watch the smoke curl from Brynn’s lips, disappearing into the night air. God, I’ve never wanted to be a cigarette so badly—just to feel those lips wrapped around me. Something in her whispered words makes me shift—a flicker of genuine concern breaking through my professional veneer. “One cage for another. Yeah.” I lean against the railing, letting a brief understanding pass between us. “The difference,” I murmur, “is that Vex’s cage has golden bars. Comfortable prison.”

NINE The lantern shop now has a different look. I stand outside and admire the best models displayed at the window. Anyone would want to stop and check out a piece or two here. I am wearing joggers and a round neck t-shirt Zuri gave me with an ugly sandals she bought around the shop. The sandals has double crossings that reminds me of the Spartans. ‘’I told you it's cool,’’ I say as I walk into the shop. She claps her hands together with her full teeth on display. ‘’Yeah?’’

A sand bag and other boxing equipment hung off to the side but I barely noticed, my sole attention was on the person who stood right in the middle of the ring, conversing with a guy who was obviously a trainer, while wrapping tape around her knuckles slowly. Someone I had been searching for for weeks. My eyes glazed over her, from her hair that had grown to shoulder level but was now in a ponytail, to the black sports bra that stretched across her perfect breasts, to her flat abdomen to those tiny workout shorts that threatened to make me go crazy. What was she doing here? And dressed so sexily? “There’s your Cinderella dude” I heard Seth say before letting out an ironic scoff “and you thoug

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Any other way, it will affect her life seriously and put her in a perilous position with him. Indeed. You heard it right. He is Caged. He is a prisoner, a bloody prisoner who didn't have cuffs in his hands yet his hands are tied together, more tighter than any chains. He was not able to hold her, at this moment. He needs to stand by a couple of more days or a few hours to do what his heart wants.

Align the third with a crown so tall, pointed and jagged, ready to maul. The fourth ring bears a claw so grim, a zigzag shape that's rather dim. Finally, match the last with a star, sharp and menacing from afar. Turn the rings with care taken, for a mistake could not be shaken. Align the symbols with secret might, to open the door on this dark light. ╘═══════════:۩:═════:۩:══════:۩:═══════════╛

The two of them had been slaving away for an hour trying to pick the perfect rings. Samson had picked out a three-stone ring with hexagon moss agate and moissanite set in black gold. The ring had a string of leaves above the three stones truly signifying Gertrude's connection to nature. Samson commented that the ring would fit Gertrude well.

CAGED TO THE MOON KING CHAPTER 42 HEAVEN Shadow Saint Pack was more like Shadow sin pack, it was clustered with eyesore activities that made me cringe in irritation. My innocent eyes could barely see anything pure aside from blood, naked women flapping bodies shamefully with the opposite gender in public, and slaves who worked endlessly to atone for a sin that they didn't commit. The place reeked of blood stench that I vomited at every Intervals I was being dragged to this Vampire Prince chambers.

Her thin, pale fingers reached behind her neck and unclasped a silver chain, revealing a polished emerald pendant. It was a rich green, smooth and warm against my skin, carrying a quiet, reassuring glow. With trembling hands, she fastened the chain around my neck. "This pendant was given to me by your grandmother, a blessing for a lifetime of peace. "I'm giving it to you now. I don’t wish for you to be rich or powerful—only to live a safe and peaceful life." There was sorrow in her gaze—the kind only a mother would have in her final moments, knowing she was about to leave her child behind.

she called. I stood, before I could respond or even brace myself for her impact, she collided into me and wrapped her arms around me like she feared she was going to lose me. I staggered a couple of steps backwards steadying myself before my hands shot up and wrapped around her holding her tight like I thought she might also leave me. For a moment, it felt like we were safe, like the walls couldn’t touch us. But the smell of damp stone and metal reminded me where we were — in the chains of a deranged Rogue Alpha with no means of escaping.... Caged Forever.