Chained Soldier Mc Novels & Stories

I laugh, spinning around. I hate that she saw that. I don't look at it. I'll probably tattoo over it later. I liked the sensation though. It burned. It hurt. Just a little. And then it bled. One drop. Two drops. Three. And I did it. I controlled it. I feel like, I don't have a lotta control right now. To say the fuckig least. Not over myself, not over anything. Which is amazing, because I run a criminal empire. I have thosands of people at my beck and call.

With what he said, I was able to cook up a perfect story that they won't have objections to. “You see, I’m an alpha and princess to a small pack. An unpopular pack. You won’t happen to know any claw pack, will you?” I asked, hoping they wouldn't know. The first soldier shook his head, meaning he doesn’t but the second soldier kept stroking his chin, trying to recall something. “I happen to know a golden claw,” he said.

"Tell me what you know!" The soldier groaned, his laughter subsiding into a grimace of pain. Blood trickled from his split lip as he struggled to catch his breath. His eyes met mine, filled with defiance and malice. "You'll never get to Swiftclaw," he sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. "You're nothing but a failure, just like your father. And Swiftclaw will make you suffer, just as he did to him." My heart pounded in my chest, a mix of rage and sorrow intertwining within me. Memories of my father's demise flashed before my eyes, a painful reminder of the darkness that Swiftclaw embodied. The soldier's words stung, but I refused to let them weaken my resolve.

But I didn't let that stop me. I would end them all. Soon, everyone began to fight as if their life depended on it. Chad had successfully slitted half of Ethan's soldier's throat. Mary was fighting and gasping for breath when one of Marcus's soldiers gripped her neck. Chad was there for her immediately. He stabbed the soldier's back, and the sword appeared in his stomach. Chad didn't hesitate to pull it out. The soldier who attacked Mary died at his feet. "Bastard!" Chad spat on the body of the soldier before gripping Mary to himself.

We slipped through the shadows, keeping low. A single warehouse stood at the far end of the yard. Lights flickered inside. Someone was there. I pulled out my knife. Michael grabbed my wrist. “We don’t even know how many there are.” I shook him off. “Then let’s find out.” We crept closer. Through a broken window, I saw them—three men, all armed. And in the middle of the room… Carter. Tied to a chair, blood dripping from his temple. My stomach twisted.

The Blackwood dungeon was dark, wet, and smelled like blood and rust one torch flickered on the wall. In the middle of the room, a scarred solider was tied to a wooden chair, he wore Vance’s rogue armor his wrists were in heavy iron cuffs The door opened and christopher walked in, he wore black leather armor,His hair was messy, dark circles were under his eyes his ribs still hurt, but the pain of not finding Sarah was worse Behind him was Beta Marcus, leaning on a cane marcus was still pale but his eyes were sharp

And grabbed one of the chains. The entire valley froze. The creature examined it briefly. Then squeezed. CRACK. One chain shattered. The sound echoed across the world. The chained warrior staggered. Blood appeared at the corner of his mouth. Then another chain snapped. CRACK. Then another. CRACK. The hope vanished instantly. The creature wasn't struggling. It wasn't even trying. Then the chained warrior fell to one knee. For the first time. Defeated. The creature looked at him. Its expression softened.

Macy said coldly. The three soldiers saw that her hands and feet were shackled. What could she do? If she hadn't been cuffed, they would've been afraid of her. After all, Macy was the captain of Phoenix Vanguard and had some skills. But now, she was unable to move. They weren't worried about her causing them any harm. "Come on, baby girl. I can't wait any longer!" The stubble-faced man rushed forward. Macy immediately dodged to the side and then used the iron chain to wrap it around his neck.

Even though the Qing Eliminating Society had superior individuals, Ten Thousand Armies was second only to the Blackwater Company as a private military force, and they were definitely a formidable group. As such, she didn't expect that Ten Thousand Armies actually worked for Charlie… Still, she nodded politely despite her shock. "Greetings, Lord Waldron." Charlie then turned back to Porter as he said, "By the way, Ms. Singer is a master of martial arts who reached the Transformation Realm at sixteen. I'm sure you two have much to discuss, to see if you could learn from each other." Those calm words were nothing short of a bombshell!

“That’s enough. I’ll bring you back to the dungeon . . . W-wait, they’ve escaped!” Too late for these two foolish soldiers, Chen quickly waves his hands in front of him that would place his both hands in ‘x’ form while his fingers are close. The two soldiers were now out of life. Bloods are everywhere. Some of it are stain on the walls and some of it are flowing from their body that was perfectly divided in between from their anus run thru in the middle of their eyes and onto the top of their heads. “You’re like an animal, Chen.” Keiynan suddenly appeared from Chen’s back while hiding his hand to his back.