Chains Unbroken Novels & Stories

he explained before walking away from me. He fixed my runaway hair before holding my hand. "Marriage didn't chained us to be together Cassandra, it's our love that made us stay for each other. Iloveyou from then and forever. I don't care if forever doesn't exist, the hell I don't give a fvck about it. Iloveyou, that's all that matters. "he said, full of love and respect. "Iloveyoutoo and I am willing to chained my heart to yours Andrei" I replied and hugged him tight.

Alpha Cain glared at me, a silent warning for me to speed up, but I kept my pace slow and steady, still hoping that at the very least, one of the other packs would say something to delay or pause the ceremony. Yet, even they had turned their backs on me. My chains rattled louder as I reached the three steps leading up to the platform and found that while I managed to stumble and limp my way down the aisle, the stairs would not be possible in my broken and weakened state. I was lucky to be able to walk, let alone remain conscious. The only thing driving me forward was how stubborn I was not to let them see just how weak I was. “Get up,” Alpha Cain growled, grabbing the chain around my wrists

"Remember that we are Divine Gods, even when our spirits are broken. Willie Lou and Chicago have the potential to truly be threats one day...but not right now." An unexpected burst of flames came surging towards them, but they'd both negate the flames with their energy instinctively. Black flames came from Terrance's hands, while Celie's flames came from her hands with a turquoise color. The black and turquoise flames conjoined together to easily overpower the incoming attack. The conjoined fire style technique ripped its way through the woods, injuring Willie Lou as she tried to avoid the blast. Chicago's yellow aura expanded as anger consumed him, pushing him beyond his peak of spiritual p

Now, we had to face the Guilt. "The Chain is about the cellar, isn't it?" I whispered. "It’s about every link you’ve ever worn, Emma," Nathaniel said, his eyes full of a weary compassion. "And it’s coming to pull you back into the dark." I stood up, my amber eyes fixed on the Alabaster Spire. Nine chapters left. The Crown was broken. Now, it was time to break the iron. "Let the chain come," I said, my voice a steady, sovereign resonance. "I’ve got the bolt-cutters."

The first chain snapped. The sound ripped through the underground chamber, deep and unnatural, like the snarl of a beast awakening after centuries of restless sleep. Nicola's breath hitched as the vibrations from the broken links rippled through the stone floor, unsettling the dust that had settled over the tomb for generations. The triplets reacted instantly - Dean and Damien stepping in front of her, Dylan pulling her back by instinct. But it was too late. Another snap. And another. The chains, thick as an iron-forged prison, began to unravel, each link breaking apart as if an unseen force was unbinding them.

I admitted. “Well, let me tell you. They are metal rods that are bent and then soldered together.” She took a sip of her drink before continuing. “The weakest part of a chain link is where it is soldered, because it was never meant to be connected to itself.” She patted my arm. “The hardest part of breaking the chains that hold you back is finding what holds it together.” She gathered her trash and picked up her cup before getting out of my car. She bent down to meet my eyes. “When you are ready to break your chain, you know where to find me. The happiness you are searching for is within reach. You just need to figure out what soldered your links, and figure out the best way to open each one

he breathed, “two…three!” I pushed my frame forward with all the strength I had left, and I felt it snap back when he pulled in the other direction. I strained forward, the chains groaning in disapproval until finally, the chains snapped. The links scattered across the floor like the shards of glasses from a broken bottle. I rubbed my entire arm where the chains had dug into before pushing off the ground to my feet. I stared around the dark room, there wasn’t really much light for me to see where Drew was.

My muscles strained, and I could feel the tension building. The pain was intense, but I refused to give up. I focused all my energy on breaking free, imagining the chains snapping apart. My vision blurred slightly from the effort, but I kept going, pushing myself harder and harder. And then, something incredible happened. I felt the chains give way, just a little at first, but then more and more. My bare hands, against all odds, began to break the chains. I pulled harder, feeling a surge of strength and determination. The chains creaked and groaned, and finally, with a loud snap, they broke apart. I stumbled back, almost in disbelief, my hands still trembling from the effort.

Because the ritual doesn’t fully work. A shudder tears through me as her scream fades—but not completely. The chain at my core snaps, not in release, but in rupture. I collapse, my limbs trembling uncontrollably, but something inside me burns still. She is not gone. Not truly. Not whole, either. The bond is broken—but not severed.

They say in Unison, "You, have to give us the full permission to cross Then Orna says alone, "You cannot be full, to do what you are planning. You must break our chains. We will have an unbreakable truce with you as soon as we all have passed through fully. We will help fight your coming war. This I vow. None of the Red Earth residents will ever try to hurt you. They are sworn to you. We will die for you, and your family. To do what you are doing. Break our chains that bind you to our doors, and travel to the end and go through, and you will find what you seek. It will not be easy. It will test your true self. If you are balanced, you have nothing to fear. If you're not, then you will cause