Ellie In Chains Novels & Stories

🌑 Chains of Eternity The gate pulsed like a living wound, bleeding light into the endless dark. Each heartbeat it gave off seemed to drag them closer, as though invisible strings tugged at their bones. But instead of stepping through, the group lingered at the threshold, their breaths heavy, the silence unbearable. Kael stood still, shoulders tight. The chains around his arms shifted against his skin, restless, as if eager to be unleashed. The whispers were louder now, threading through his thoughts until he could barely tell which were his and which were theirs.

Elinda. My heart stopped in my chest, and I gripped the phone so tightly my knuckles turned white. There she was, crouched in the corner of a dark dungeon, her eyes swollen from crying, her hands bound tightly in chains. She looked so small, so helpless, and yet I could see the fire in her eyes, the defiance that still lingered even in such a dire situation. I felt sick to my stomach. This was real. This wasn’t some sick trick.

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

ZANE AND ELLIE'S STORY ELLIE Eight months ago… “Oh God… this can’t be real. Not my sweet Chloe,” Ellie Winters whispered urgently to herself. She was alone in the doctor’s office where she worked, so nobody heard the fear in her rough voice. She was shaking from the shocking videos she had just seen on James’s laptop, completely by accident while searching for a file her boss had asked her to print.

She searched her bag for the tied clothes of those kidnapped, thinking that should do it. Ellie walked out of her office and almost collided into her father, he steadied her and they both walked to the mini sitting room, where some few high rank people were, Mrs Black was talking to an older lady who was knitting, but they stopped when Ellie and Me Black walked in, Ellie went to a corner, out of their eyes, she sat there and Andy joined her. She didn’t say anything cause they could be heard, clear and find. “What is the situation like?” Andy asked through the mind link

The electric fence hissed, alive with power. From here, the building didn’t look like much. Just steel walls sunk into the earth, a boxy shell with floodlights and watchtowers. But she knew the truth: most of it was underground. A labyrinth of labs and cells, reinforced doors and biometric locks. A prison for things the world wasn’t ready to face. And somewhere inside was Cerebus. Her best friend. Her only friend. Ellie tightened the straps on her backpack. She reached up and touched the collar dangling from it — Alpha, Beta, Gamma. The brass tags clinked softly, like the chiming of a promise.

No lights. But something in the air felt wrong. Too quiet. “Stay behind me,” Valerio murmured, pulling his gun. Sera followed close, weapon drawn. They moved room to room, the old corridors echoing with their footsteps. Then a sound—soft, dragging, like breath. They turned a corner and stopped cold. A girl. No older than fifteen, chained to a bed in a dark room. Sera rushed forward, heart in her throat. “It’s okay, you’re safe now.”

Ellie's POV I woke up slowly. Everything was a blur. The ceiling came first. I felt weak as I tried to sit up but realized the weights on both my wrists. I looked at it and realized my hands were chained, tied to the bedpost. Lying on the bed, the whole room felt dizzy as I tried to recall what happened. The escape. Yes! I wanted to escape. We were so close to it. We had already walked out of the palace gate. Then…

“Eat and rest. You have a long journey ahead of you, Lila.” Then he turned and left, the door clicking shut behind him. My heart hammered in my chest, and I stood frozen, waiting for the lock to click, for the final seal to trap me here. But it didn’t come. The storm raged outside. And all I could think about was how to get the hell out of here. - I waited. Seconds stretched into minutes, maybe longer, until the air around me felt still—no footsteps, no scents drifting too close. That was when I moved.

Diane went out back to her room, in her room she had doubts looking at her cell phone, she is walking back and forth and made up her mind to dial the number with her cell phone. “Hello…” Diane spoke after ringing from a different side saying, “Sorry, can I-, is the prisoner named Richard Baker-” "Richard Baker was out a month ago ..." "Do you know where he lives?" she asked hesitantly "We have no information regarding that, if they have completed their detention period, they are not obliged to report." The officer responded before ending their called, Diane switched off her cell phone, sat on her chair, she braced her arm while biting her lip, meaning it was true that Richard, her Richard, w