Chained To You Manga Mga Nobela at Kwento

And I took advantage of her shock. Carie howled inside my head and shifted. Together with both of our strengths combined, the chains started to crack. The girl didn't stop. She started chanting the same words that bound me with those chains. I gasped as I felt Loid's mark burning on my neck. With a loud howl, I was able to break all those invisible magical chains.

Their movements fell into a rhythm both desperate and deliberate, each moment sealing something deeper, heavier, unbreakable. She felt it when the chains locked, an invisible tether threading between their souls, glowing hot as it fused them together. Power surged through her veins, not just her own but his, intertwining, amplifying. Every kiss, every touch, carried it forward, burning their bond into existence with each shared breath. Lucien’s voice was low against her skin, reverent and raw. “Do you feel it, Mae? The chains? They are no longer mine alone. They are ours.”

It was a new kind of tether, one that didn't demand his obedience, but demanded his presence. POV: Rhea Mooncrest "I've got you! Ash, I've got you!" Rhea felt the moment the King’s anchor snapped. It was a physical shockwave that sent her flying backward, but she didn't let go of the chains. The silver links were no longer glowing; they were pulsing with a deep, liquid gold. They were vibrating with the force of two souls becoming one singular, unbreakable unit.

the fortress will be a cage within a cage. I spend the hours pacing. Three steps forward. Three steps back. The chain clinks with every movement. It is a steady rhythm. It keeps me from losing my mind. I try to reach out to my wolf. She is quiet now. She is exhausted from the rejection. The bond is a dull throb in my chest. It is like a bruised muscle. It hurts to move. but I cannot ignore it. The door opens again in the afternoon. This time it is Vane. The Beta.

I would no⁠t di‍e⁠ chained like an a‌nima‍l for a stu⁠pid cursed Alpha I barely know. T⁠he chains hel‌d firm, but I kept fighting. My fi​ngers sli‌pped on m‌y‍ own‍ blo‌od, ma⁠king the metal s‍lick. I changed⁠ angles, using‌ m⁠y l‍egs for⁠ leverage, i⁠gnoring the bur⁠n in my shoul‍der‌s.

"Like I'm a pawn for you to control?! I didn't sign up for this costume party to be an errand boy! I have my own reasons for being here, and I'm no attack mage! You got beefy over there take him instead!!!" He said, pointing at the large framed figure on the throne. " Kanchi Asobi is a Holy Shoutorin artist. He doesn't fight anymore!!!" The figure snapped back at him. The figure walked over to the candelabra and dripped his blood over it once more.

He held my jaw, his demeanor chilling. My lips quivered, barely able to utter his name. Stepping into the water, I trembled, partly from the icy rain and partly from the cold pool water. Yet his bare chest remained unaffected. In one swift motion, he removed the coat, his eyes tracing my figure with an intensity that made me blush. As I tried to move away, he pulled me closer, his heart pounding against mine. In that moment, amidst the cool moonlight, I felt a surge of electricity between us.

I was making myself suffer by stiffening my muscles to show my ancestors that it was against my wish. Unable to overcome the pain, I finally gave up and loosen up as I passed out. My life was now in the hands of the alpha king himself, I would be forced and even compelled to take care of him, to protect him. His death means my death, even if I want to die, I can't kill him due to the link tying us together now. I don't know what happened afterwards because I wasn't awake to see them celebrate the evening and such a great achievement of enslaving a witch.

Its limbs slammed against the circle, but each strike sparked shadows and light. Her father chanted in a language that felt like ash in her mouth. The shadows writhed, forming chains that coiled upward, latching onto the creature’s limbs. Akira immediately felt the pull—like something was being ripped from her chest, threads of her essence intertwining with the chains. Pain shot through her veins. "Kaidën!" Her knees buckled. He was there in an instant, catching her before she hit the ground. His arm wrapped tightly around her waist, his voice a fierce growl in her ear. "Stay with me. Don’t give it an inch!"

Only to stop right above him. Kneeling down just to knock over the back of the book cover making Koishi freeze in response. Slowly lowering the manga with his nails almost digging upon the cover of it making him feel as if his breath has caught on his throat. Koishi can feel his heart thumping against his chest as he lower and lower the manga down. Only to roll his eyes as he came face to face with the familiar person kneeling beside him. With the smug across his face. “Hey, my little moon rabbit your tiger is here” This only made Koishi freeze for a split of a second. Seeing him lifting a tattooed hand waving at the boy lying on the floor made Koishi roll his eyes his response.