Novel & Cerita Chained To You Free

Anger started to take over my body as i got up to finish the remaining task but was suddenly dragged back by something. As i paid attention to my arms they were chained to the bed. Huhhhh!!! Did he really thought he could stop me with some silly chains. I pulled the chains expecting them to break into pieces but to my surprise they actually tightened even more. "Yo what the Fuck!" i yelled looking towards Zayn with all the hate i could muster. "Calm down Gigi!" Zayn said too calmly for me to digest.

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

your melodic voice soothing me as you loosened your grip on my throat. You turned to leave, so I grabbed your hand. Watching you walk away from me was more than I could stand. I was still under the curse of your call, that much was obvious. "No, please. Wait... I... I need to thank you. For sparing my life." "It is not my choice Sailor, we are tethered..."

To answer the questions that were raised in the minds of the readers, yes I'm working on a sequel. A sequel was always the part of the plan and my idea was to leave the readers to a cliffhanger to get them excited. But a lot of the readers were being critical of my decision, which is completely understandable. 'Set Me Free' was not revised so sorry for the typos, I will try to mend my mistakes as much as possible. The sequel is called 'Am I Free?' the book sheds light on what actually happened to Daniel Robinson, if he ever gets to meet Isabelle Davis. Most importantly the sequel gives the much awaited ending. Hope all the readers will enjoy the sequel, I'm still working on it but here is a

Demien announced before swiftly vanishing with Keilah. His henchman shot me a feral snarl before darting out the door in pursuit. I continued to strain against the chains with all the might of my alpha willpower. Every fiber of my being screamed in protest as I fought against the unyielding metal, the veins in my arms bulging with exertion.

The torrential downpour shows no mercy as the rain hits my skin harshly while I wail in pain from the combination of my throbbing head and the chains around my wrists and ankles. The chains keep eating into my skin, searing my flesh and I can feel myself gradually weakening. I try to call to Nila but her response is too faint. I'm already losing my connection with her. It's either that or I'm about to lose consciousness. Maybe it's both and maybe it wouldn't be so bad. Chained up like a dog and left to die in the rain under the mud, it seems like a death befitting someone like me. Someone who has been forsaken by the goddess herself.

“I really am sorry. I will accept your rejection and set you free.” Is that really the key to setting me free from his bond? His acceptance? It cannot be that simple, can it? I nod and he began, “I Jacob Tyler, Accept the rejection of Amethyst Webber now Carter, and free us from the mate bond.” He doubled over as I fell to my knees holding my stomach as the bond brakes setting us free. I felt Chase’s arms lift me and I hear him say, “Thank you.” to Jacob. He walked out of the cells and out into the sunlight as the pain finally eased up and I was able to breathe again.

I said softly, and then we kissed passionately. *** End of Chained to the Billionaire

They had to have all gotten out. One of the shackles snapped off, weakened by Troi’s teeth. I rolled to my side, climbed up on my knees and began tugging at the other bracelet. Troi hadn’t had time to work on it and it was still solid and unyielding, so I gave up, turning my attention to the chain. I gave it a tug, giving myself a little bit of slack and then picked up a rock, smashing it down on one of the links. It finally broke and I was free, still wearing a silver bracelet but no longer attached to the damn bed.

The golden sun shined above, warming my skin, droplets of sweats slid down my bare back. My bones ached from exhaustion and pain, bonded by heavy chains to the hands and knees, I knelt down feeling tiny pebble pierce my kneecap. Head bowed down in forceful submission, my freedom was kept. The hush whispers and excited cries from the sadistic crowd grow louder, consuming all sounds. I could feel them gawking at my naked form, it brought needle like feelings to my skin being so vulnerable and exposed to all who cared to see, it made my pulse race and my eye watered knowing that I was at their mercy. My heart quicken at the thought of being stoned to death or beheaded, it might come down to tha