Chained Soldier Mc Novels & Stories

The young man kicked and punched his way out of the weakened orb, meeting eyes with Willie Lou soon as he broke free. The Union soldier examined his injuries then reached for his neck; the same location Terrance spotted the bite mark. Terrance asked. "What's your name soldier?" An expression of bewilderment rested on his face as he answered. "I'm Elmer."

**POV Cassandra** I swallowed hard as I felt a heavy hand grip my arm brutally, its fingers digging into my skin like claws. Before I could react, I was yanked forcefully, almost losing my balance. "Answer me, girl! I spoke to you!" the soldier growled, his voice filled with anger. I felt the wolf inside him radiate aggression, his presence domineering and threatening. I knew very well what that meant. The Imperial Guard had always been fiercer, crueler than the troops of other packs. Their training was brutal, and my father, being one of the former commanders, knew all too well the ruthless practices that forged these soldiers.

Our military boots rang with hollow echoes down the black‑stone corridors, torches flaring to light our path as we walked. We reached the central maximum‑security cell. Behind blessed iron bars, Ethan hung chained hand and foot to the living rock wall. His once‑immaculate uniform was torn and stained with his own royal blood and laboratory soot, but his golden eyes still burned with the aristocratic venom that turned my stomach. A few yards away, in the next cell, Chloe huddled on a stone pallet, scrambling toward the bars the moment the glow of Maya’s imperial silks lit the gloom.

“True, I don’t like the circles under her eyes. Can we take her to the medical centre? Or do you insist on keeping her here?” It surprised Cal as much as the healer with his strong emotional response to this inquiry. “No, she stays here.” Cal watched Jaxon with the chains. He was looking at them speculatively, and Cal knew his thoughts. Jaxon hadn’t witnessed Cal’s claim to her. However, Jaxon knew they weren’t the standard one-night issue chains kept for the curious to play at being a submissive. These were Cal’s personal chains. He placed on women he claimed for a time.

“Yes, I want it.” I didn’t care how shameless that sounded nor did I care about anything tonight. All I wanted was to feel something or anything. “I’ll have you unable to walk out of here after I’m done with you.” He moved his hand to my neck and held it in a light choke. “I know you want my cock in you.” I wanted to be defiant because I knew from his tone that he was dominant and used to giving orders, men like him loved power, so I disobeyed.

Such an ugly way to die. "THAT girl obviously likes you, Liev!" Chase said as he laughed hilariously hard before tapping his friend’s shoulders. It has been a while since the twins started teasing the guy who looked as though he didn’t have any knowledge about his surroundings. Liev MacQuoid is currently a nineteen-year-old guy, ranked as the third highest student in their whole school and a part of Au Elites; sitting on the second chair as a part of the MacQuoid Clan, together with his sister.

Mafia Prince's Pet Chapter 3 The soldier stared at me like I was already dead. His face was swollen and bloody but his eyes burned with hate. He sat tied to a metal chair in the corner of the warehouse. Two of Luka’s men stood behind him with guns ready. Luka still held my collar. He yanked it hard so I had to crawl on my knees closer to the soldier. My cock hung heavy between my legs still wet from coming earlier. The concrete scraped my skin raw.

which paid the mortgage and utilities. On the right monitor: a manuscript titled "The Gray Chronicles: Book Three." His publisher was getting impatient. They didn't know their best-selling dark fantasy author was literally a centuries-old being sharing a body with a teenager. The advance paid for Cara's... considerable wardrobe expenses. Shadowalker's voice echoed in their shared mindspace: "The protagonist's motivation in chapter seven remains unconvincing." "He's based on you," Northstar thought back, fingers flying over the keyboard. "Of course he's emotionally stunted."

Chapter 4 – Into the Lion’s Den Jenna’s breath came in shallow bursts as she crouched behind a thick hedge at the edge of Nathan Vale’s sprawling estate. The night was thick with fog, a cold dampness clinging to her skin and chilling her bones. Every distant sound—the rustle of leaves, the soft footsteps of guards—felt amplified in the heavy silence. Beside her, Mara’s eyes scanned the perimeter, sharp and focused. “We don’t have much time,” she whispered. “Vale’s men rotate patrols every fifteen minutes. After that, there’s a narrow window.”

Tumawa lang siya at naglakad na kami papunta roon. Pagkalapit namin sa may pinto ay nanlaki ang mata ng mga guwardiya at umayos sa kanilang mga puwesto. May isa namang napatakbo sa loob ng gusali at ilang minuto ang lumipas at kasama na nito ang supervisor ng branch na ito pagkalabas. "Good afternoon Sir Thorn," bati nito kay Thorn. Tumango lang ito. Siniko ko naman siya kaya napatingin siya sa akin.