Chains Unbroken Novels & Stories

"No, General. You survived. You're finally free." Fenrir looked up toward the crumbling spires of the temple, his rugged expression softening into a look of profound loyalty. "Arcturus... you actually kept your promise to me." Back deep inside the subterranean crystal chamber, Selene reached her hand toward the Final Seal. Suddenly, a massive, deafening *crack* echoed through the space as one of the glowing chains snapped in two. Then, a second chain violently fractured. Aiden looked up at the floating sphere, his young face pale. "What happens if all the chains break, Lady Selene?"

Charles turned his laptop to face him. "That's the least of your problems. See this? It's too close to the overpass." Charles said. "Shit!" Tracy exclaimed. Him and Charles spent the next few hours deciding what to do with Australia. ****** It was the evening, and everyone was winding down for the day. Tracy and Charles McAllister had locked themselves in for most of the day yelling over the phone and having online video conferences. Tracy left after a few hours, massaging his temple and grumbling under his breath. It looked like a couple of months had been drained out of his face.

"Restore connection where it's been severed." "Then we stop them now," I said. "We free you. You help us fight." "I can't be freed. The First's chains are unbreakable." "I'm a bond-breaker. I can break anything." "You used all your severances." "I don't need severances. I have something better." I looked at Kade. At the mate bond blazing between us. "I have love." I approached Cael. Placed my hand on the chains. Through the mate bond, I felt Kade's power. Through the network, everyone else. Two hundred souls. United.

Smoke looks down with a sad smile. “It’s not that simple, Aiden. I’m bound by wolfsbane. I’m weak.” “But we can break it together, You are a part of me that cannot be left behind, so I’m not getting out of here without you.’ “Alright. Let's Try.” I slowly sighed before tightening my grip on the chains around my wrists, It was so hot but I was smiling through the pain. Electricity coursed through us, and the sensing of a reconnection felt really like embers catching fire in the night. The chains started to glow, lines appeared on their surface, and, with one last push, they broke apart reducing into dust.

The Chain cracked. Not with a scream.Not with an explosion. Just a single, hollow sound, like a rib breaking in a sleeping god’s chest. Like history holding its breath, and exhaling. Seren stood still. Ash curled around her legs like thread from a forgotten loom, stirred by wind that came from nowhere and carried everything. The Chain of Thrones lay shattered at her feet, each link pulsing faintly as if torn between dying and being remembered. Some were red. Others smoked grey. A few whispered names too old for any mortal ear to recognise.

Broken Chains The silver cuffs around Marcus’s wrists popped open like ice cracking on a winter pond, just like that, no warning, no ceremony. Holy energy, rolling up from the guts of the castle, fried the corrupted metal and sizzled away the poison tubes jammed into his arms. Steam hissed, chains hit the ground with a sparkly little crash, and suddenly he was free.

A deafening boom ripped through the underground kingdom. The golden eyes vanished beneath a storm of silver light. The chains wrapped around something enormous. Something beyond imagination. The city trembled. The jailer stood motionless. Holding. Containing. Enduring. Then came a sound I never wanted to hear. A snap. One chain broke. The noise echoed like a thunderclap. Then another chain shattered. And another. And another. The prison was failing. The jailer's light brightened desperately. More chains appeared. Thousands more.

I spoke to my people, “I’ll need three of you running the perimeter and two scouting the nearby woods with Cole. Report back anything unusual.” Yes, Chief. They all responded in unison through our telepathic bond. “I think with all this protection out here, the two of us would be able to handle the inside of the place alone. Come with me.” Nicolai gestured that I follow him. Hesitant for a moment, not wanting to anger him. I simply nodded and followed him into the colossal entryway. Greeting us with a thousand sparkling faces was a grand chandelier that hung directly overhead, the Grandeur staircase a picture of perfection just behind it.

Lane had managed to salvage for me. When I saw the homemade bars, I nearly wept with joy. I quickly unwrapped the plastic and shoved one into my mouth. I ate like my life depended on it, and once I was finished, I found I wasn’t satisfied. I was about to take the last one but decided against it. It would be my breakfast for tomorrow. Nodding at that, I carefully put it back in and then zipped the broken bag. Hoisting it on my back, I headed down the hill. I walked for another hour through the darkened streets. If my situation weren’t so dire, I would have enjoyed the view of the dark sky with twinkling, bright streetlights below.

The stunned awe on his face was a mirror of my own. "The chain..." I whispered, the realization a burst of light in the darkness. "He thought he found the fracture point. But he only found one link." The pack bond wasn't a single chain. It was a net. And when one link was strained, a hundred others could take up the slack.