Ellie In Chains Novels & Stories

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

"Captor?" "I r-ran away from my pack," Ellie explained. "I was 11 and they blamed me for my parents death even though they were killed by rogues. My pack... T-they used to beat me and..." Ellie took and shaky breath and looked at Indianna with tear filled eyes. "I was their slave. I couldn't take it any longer so I ran away, but I was k-kidnapped. He used to beat me, just like my old pack. He also used to s-sexually ab-abuse me." "Oh my," Indianna gasped. "How did you get away?"

Immediately Chase disappears through the door, Ellie shrieks and slam her hand onto the table next to us, “ I don’t like girls like you. I don’t like rankless girls who try to walk their way up by throwing their dirty and shapeless body on a man. Stay in your limit or else..?” I swallow back the urge to laugh at her ignorance. “I don't expect us to start braiding each other's hair, Ellie, but I'm here to work for you. Can we do this without getting on each others neck, please?” “I don’t know what game you’re playing at, little female.” She hisses. “Just know that I’ve got my eyes on you.” She gives me a slow once-over with her piercing green eyes, then turns rudely away and saunter off in a

If I didn't frame our central trust restructuring perfectly, Victoria’s guardianship challenge would look like a necessary rescue instead of a hostile corporate seizure. ​The door opened behind me. ​Ellie didn't have her shoes on. Her bare feet made a soft, flat sound against the parquet as she crossed the rug, her fingers tucked deep into the pockets of the gray university shirt she still hadn't taken off. Her eyes were rimmed with a dull, heavy red, and her lower lip was dry where she’d been biting it since the drive from the lower garage. She was barely holding herself together. ​She reached down and took the tablet from my hand.

He'd chained it before, in isolation, but never with this temptation so close. Sweat beaded on Kael's brow as he backed away, every step a battle. The bond thrummed between them, partial mark burning like a brand, feeding the beast Elian's vulnerability. He couldn't risk it—not here, not now. Stumbling into the adjoining chamber—a stark cell with rings bolted into the walls—he snatched the heavy iron chains from their hooks. Cold metal bit into his wrists as he locked them, the links clanking like a death knell. Ankles next, then a thick collar around his neck, securing him spread-eagled against the stone. The blindfold came loose and lay on the floor plunging himself into darkness just as t

she called out patting his face but there was no response. She took out a pin from her hair and got to work trying to open it. Her hands shook badly and the pin kept slipping from her hand. After about ten attempts, she finally managed to undo the lock. She was taking off the chains when she heard several footsteps approaching. She turned around in panic but heaved a sigh of relief to find that it was Elliot and her parents. Elliot rushed to remove the chains but he had to drop them as they burnt his hand. “F***! It is silver…” He muttered and moved away.

Ellie asked me. I sighed, I should have known that this lady would not rest till she had me where she wanted but she would not also rest because I would make her life miserable. I tried to move my hands but felt taken aback by the chains that I was bound with. Shit, this was nonsense. I should have been more vigilant so that she wouldn't be able to penetrate and try to destroy me. It was a very wrong move to also walk alone leaving Sonia far away too. I looked at her, "What the hell do you want Ellie? Haven't you done enough?" I demanded.

Prologue “Shit,” Ellie muttered under her breath, watching the man restrained against the wall inside the next room. Every time she sneaked into the viewing room it depressed her but she couldn’t stay away. She knew he couldn’t see her through the two-way glass and yet he seemed to be looking right at her. Her gaze skimmed over his bare chest and the straining muscles of his well-defined physique. His large biceps bunched while he pulled on the chains, rage evident on his features as he fought them.

They sang. Every corner of the realm shimmered with rebirth. Emily was not just a queen. She was a revolution wearing a crown. They brought Dama with them, holding his little hands in theirs as he toddled between them. The boy was growing quickly — bright-eyed and curious, asking questions about everything he saw. “Why do we burn the chains, Mama?” he asked one morning, his voice high and clear. Emily knelt down and brushed a lock of hair from his face. “Because chains should never touch the skin of the innocent. We burn them so they can never hurt anyone again.”

he laughed again as he turned away and headed towards the door. “Goodbye Aria, enjoy what is left of your miserable existence,” and then he was through the door and it slammed shut. I watched in horror as I heard the locks click into place. “ELI!” I shouted. “Eli, please come back and let me go,” I cried as I heard his cackle of a laugh from the hallway outside. “ELI!” I cried again, pulling at the chains in desperation, “Please don’t leave me alone,” I felt trapped, unable to move and I screamed and cried and pulled against the binds that held me. I tried to pull myself out of the chains and I-