Ellie In Chains Novels & Stories

At once, the Elites cleared his path. “How about we end your life? Since you care too much about my son, it’s time you go ahead of him. At least, you wouldn’t see him die.” “You—you won’t get away with this!” Eleanor tried standing, but a red-like chain brought her back to the ground. “I already did.” Xavier squeezed his fist, and the chain binding her tightened. Eleanor shrieked; her skin was melting as the chain’s clutch grew tighter. Her bone sizzled when it moved past the protection of her thick flesh.

Ellie has her face buried in his shoulder and her fingernails are clawing at his back. Reaching his limit of restraint, Chuck intensifies the rhythmic jackhammering of his cock in and out of her demanding young snatch. Ellie arches her back and thrusts with all her strength while clamping her pussy around his pistoning cock. Chuck groans as she closes around him like a hot syrupy vice.

When it finally ended, she rose immediately, gathering her papers like they were shields, and stumbled out without waiting for any confrontation. But I had to see her, so I came up with a reason to. Standing by the door, I took a deep breath and knocked. “Come in,” her voice called from outside. She looked dashing in that navy-blue dress that hugged her skin, and her ponytail sat gracefully on her head. Not for one minute did she look swayed by my presence. “Elara,” She turn She loved to push just to see how far she could go before I broke, and it infuriated and excited me. She knew what she wanted and knew how to get it, unlike Elara, who could almost pass for a remote-controlled robot.

“True, I don’t like the circles under her eyes. Can we take her to the medical centre? Or do you insist on keeping her here?” It surprised Cal as much as the healer with his strong emotional response to this inquiry. “No, she stays here.” Cal watched Jaxon with the chains. He was looking at them speculatively, and Cal knew his thoughts. Jaxon hadn’t witnessed Cal’s claim to her. However, Jaxon knew they weren’t the standard one-night issue chains kept for the curious to play at being a submissive. These were Cal’s personal chains. He placed on women he claimed for a time.

No one would dare challenge him, not for her. Her breath hitched as the sound of footsteps echoed through the hallway. She rushed to the iron bars, her fingers gripping them tightly. “Please, you have to let me out!” she pleaded, her voice laced with desperation. “You don’t understand! I was only following orders! I didn’t……” The guard outside her cell didn’t even spare her a glance. He simply continued his routine,as if her cries meant nothing. Ellie’s frustration boiled over, and she slammed her palm against the bars. “I am Ellie Vergara Do you hear me? You cannot keep me here like some common criminal! My family……”

Trayaksh wished to give her the freedom which she was longing for since an eternity but only if he knew that the blurred lines of their past were still chaining them with the tragic thread of destruction which was bound to be the eternal truth of their story. And love between them was beyond impossible as his past sins had already broken the bonny fantasy which she once had woven inside her sterling heart. But here she was, still chained in the blurred and dark past. Chained inside those blurred yet tormenting nine years during which the darkness seeped inside the deepest of her parts making her hollow. Nothing was left for her except the blurred chains of past holding her down and captivati

She growled. “You sold me to Cain! How was that not betraying Kaiden?” I said incredulously before looking around the cell, trying to find anything I could use to escape, but it was empty. “I never contacted him or anyone in his pack!” She denied, and I rolled my eyes. “Right. The chains just magically appeared for you to tie me up after you had just threatened to give me back to him, too, huh…” I said, pulling at the chains and lifting my feet to see if I had enough strength to pull myself up.

Outwardly, she was a beautiful young woman looking bold in her little peach dress and simple white pearl jewelry, her legs encased in black pumps with mid heels. Her caramel-colored hair neatly framed her face, emphasizing her oval-shaped face and big long-lashed eyes, the color of sapphire. Her eye makeup was of the smokey fashion but her lips were shiny with colorless lip-gloss. She would have worn red lipstick but she hated the stain it left on glass cups. It could be so messy and she was not ready to bother with wiping her lips or the stain with a serviette or something. On the table was her white envelope purse with thin silver chain hands and lying beside it was her phone.

I thrusted myself forward and Elijah too as he yelled. “Mommy!” His voice was overcome with so much relief that he immediately ran into her arms. I walked up to her, the first thing I did was wear the necklace around her neck like I’d promised Abigail. “Denver, you came!” Eliana muttered with so much relief in her voice. Once I wore the necklace, I reached for her chains to set her free but then she yelled. “Don’t!” It was albeit late because as soon as my fingers touched the metal, my skin scoured red with a burn.

She walked over to her mate and urged him to watch while we stayed close behind him. In the video, first it was dark. But after a few moments a blinding light came on to reveal Elios sitting in the middle of a large cage, sleeping. The faint sound of sizzling told us he was chained with silver. Movement can be seen in the corner along with grunts and groans and the sound of metal clanging together. When we looked, we saw Jax who was chained onto the bars with what I can assume are blessed chains dipped in Holy water. Ren caught his breath hastily and if we thought that wasn’t enough we heard a soft whimper from the other corner and we were surprised to see Astrid chained in iron.