Chained Soldier Mc Novels & Stories

The latter turned to the former and demanded, “I need an explanation now, Sail! Now!” Sail nodded frantically as beads of sweat dotted his forehead. Then, turning back to Lindsay with a newfound scowl, he chided, “Stop being unbelievable, Lindsay Young! What do you mean there’s only one master you’ve acknowledged?! You’ve always been a stubborn and unreasonable girl, but this? Throwing one of your fits in a moment like this? Do you know who he is? Sergeant Cheney is the combat instructor of the Wolf’s Fang Squad… hailed from the Insurgent Trifecta! He had achieved the third tier of the superior class—he’s practically invincible!

had been sniffing about in the area and wondered if they were just passing through. Gunner had recalled running into them a while back, he had not liked the look of the group who had apparently taken on another chapter during their expansion runs. The Howler M.C. and The Alpha Dog M.C. had been more or less even in terms of their true nature. Jake Gladstone was the club president and like Brick, he had wanted to break away from the more traditional wolfpack way of living. He gathered his own band of rabble-rousers and took off for longer sunsets and an endless trail much as Brick did but he was of a different sort given to high terrorism for sport despite those he had in his company not know

"I'm just not sure if I should. I am not the person I was then. I guess you can say, I am scared. But I'm not scared of what I put chains on. I'm scared of the chains my grandma, put on me when I was born. I'm afraid if take my chains down, her chains will go also. I don't know what she chained, so I don't know what would be released. Red and Sal pulled into the driveway in their silver truck."Babe? Red and Sal are here will you let them in please." I said to Robby while he is talking to Jake."Yes, my love." Robby said while walking to the door."I love that man." I said to Peggy while smiling at Robby.

Rather than give away my money to a leech like, I would rather use these seven months to enjoy my little pathetic life to the fullest and give away the rest of the money to charity. My guards hurried to me as soon as I was kicked out of the building by security. “Ma'am? Are you okay?” My fists clenched around the arms of my chair, trembling as my eyes watered. Yet I refused to let the tears fall. Even if I paid a million dollars, no one would want me huh? “Take me to the most expensive club in town. Let's see how many men a million dollars can get me.”

I can’t move. “Did you think you could escape that easily?” Christopher laughs, watching me writhe in agony. “You’re just a plaything now.” Before I can recover, they drag me back into the building, my body weak and compliant. I’m tossed into a stark room, the sterile smell of metal and antiseptic filling my nostrils. They strap me to a chair, the silver chains burning into my skin, a cruel reminder of my predicament. “Welcome to your new home, Thorn,” one of the soldiers sneers, securing the chains with a final click. “Let’s see how long you last before you break.”

called a middle aged man bumbling after him from the Conference room. "Mm hmm." answered the man. His name was Charles McAllister, CEO and Chairman of the McAllister Group. A rapidly growing construction group that was about to enter the Fortune 500, despite only being formed three years ago. Charles himself had already appeared on the Editorial Eagles a couple of years back, and now was set to be on the cover of the New York Times Magazine and also featured on Forbes Under 30 billionaires. The middle-aged man was the Chief Account for the McAllister group, and their meeting had concerned the company's offshore accounts. They were about to accept an extensive project from the Spanish governm

He hissed sharply. The soldier nodded shakily, embarrassed to answer. "You pathetic bastard!" Shouted Katthike, and his voice almost cracked. As was to be expected, he knocked this soldier down too, and since that didn't seem to be enough for him, he kicked him straight in the face a few more times with full force. There was an audible crack, and the soldier stopped making a sound. Blood streamed from his nose and his eyes glazed over. When the King of Askhar looked up, they all took another step back from him, scraping their backs desperately against the roughly hewn dungeon wall, wishing that an escape route might open up.

I stood up again and started to push the gates hard, hoping the moon goddess might look down on me and cause this lock to break open. Suddenly, the gates opened again. I turned in surprise as two men walked in. One was a soldier, and he carried the heavy chains that were used for prisoners that committed grave crimes. The one in front was shorter, wearing a completely black suit. He was wearing the beta badge, the one required of betas for official events like balls and public execution. Beta. Alpha Cole only had one Beta. Where is Beta Ian? I took a step back as they stopped in front of my dungeon and opened it. The soldier walked in.

Blood splattered everywhere as broken limbs and bodies fell all over the ground. A soldier took a sharp breath. They did not expect this thin, harmless-looking young man to be so ferocious and invincible. He was like a demon god. "Damn that scoundrel. How dare he cause us to suffer?" the soldier cursed. "Kill him! We should get revenge for our dead comrades! That scoundrel has to be skinned alive! The soldier roared, and the rest of the soldiers became furious as well. Hundreds of soldiers with blades, bows, and arrows in their hands went running to surround Chase in attack.

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