Eren Chained Up Novels & Stories

The chain lengthened through the wizard’s spatial magic, it seemed infinite. Frustrated to find that she had been snagged by the weapon a second time. Chiri cursed as her slow movements were unable to avoid it again. Her opponent, not waiting for her to strike first this time, threw the chain towards her. Its links looping around Chiri’s ankle she attempted to shake them off, when another ensnared her wrist. Wrenching the limb above her head painfully, she writhed against their pull. Her struggle in vain, another length of the chains was entangled around the opposite wrist.

"What the fuck, why's my foot chained up!?" He exclaimed, yanking on the chain around his ankle, and once I checked, I realized that my own foot was chained too, right from my ankle to the wall. We were all chained and trapped in here, forced to wait until our kidnapper comes in here to steal our kidneys or something else equally terrible-

It could also be because Darian was standing right outside, so I knew I would be completely fine if things got too intense. In fact, if I was being completely honest with myself, I was still incredibly angry at the Elders and their stupid, rigid decisions. I wasn't even entirely sure if I felt any real remorse for choking Elder Fabian. He had deserved it. Elder Kaelith walked over to the heavy, reinforced steel brackets bolted to the wall. She held the first cuff open. I placed my left wrist inside, and the heavy metal clicked shut, locking with a metallic thud. She did the exact same thing to my right hand, pulling the chains taut. Then, she took a third, heavier chain and secured it around

Leah's POV The air down there was damp, thick with the musk of captivity. Darren was curled on a filthy mattress, his wrists and ankles chained, his body a knot of tension. The clink of my tray against the stone floor roused him, and his eyes snapped open - wild, burning with a madness that made my chest ache. He lunged, a beast in human skin, all teeth and fury, but the chains yanked him back, the iron biting into his flesh. A guttural snarl tore from his throat, and his face twisted, feral, unrecognizable.

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.

Tegan wasn’t angry, she was downright furious and when she came around to find herself locked in another fucking cage she groaned as her stomach roiled from the drug. She heaved, but nothing came up. She had not eaten for days, and her stomach was empty, so it hurt like hell as she kept heaving. When she finally sat back to survey her surroundings, she discovered she was not only caged, but they had placed a charmed collar around her neck, as well as equally charmed cuffs on her wrists and ankles. Panting from the effort of trying to vomit, she glared at the offending chains,

She tried to move, but heavy chains clattered against the floor, locking her arms above her head. Her vision sharpened. She wasn’t in the cottage. This place was abandoned—an old industrial building, walls cracked, windows shattered, dust swirling through beams of morning light. And Fenrak— Fenrak was chained to the opposite wall. Thick iron shackles wrapped around his wrists, glowing faintly purple—the burn of wolfbane embedded inside. His shirt was torn. His skin sizzled where the poison touched him. But his eyes were open, furious, blazing. “Rhea,” he rasped. “Are you okay?”

Every single one of them turned in my direction, One of them stood up and the rest of them started to stand too . By the time all four were walking toward me, my heart was beating so loudly I could hear it. I pulled against the chains again, I swallowed. “I… I think there’s been a mistake…Why am I chained up ?” . The tallest one crouched in front of me, I couldn’t see his face. Only a blurry outline, His fingers reached for my hair. He slowly wrapped a strand around his finger. “What do we have here? I see you are finally awake ”

Curtis barked, his voice sharp, as we struggled to keep Zarek upright. “I’m trying!” I grunted, my grip slipping as Zarek thrashed against us. Curtis pulled away and reached for the chains that had been mounted in the room. As he did, Zarek let out another deafening roar, thrashing so hard that he almost broke free again. My heart pounded in my chest, adrenaline gushing like a river. “I got it!” Curtis said, grabbing the chains and quickly wrapping them around Zarek’s arms and legs.

Zenas' heart sank, a dark shadow crossed his eyes as realization dawned on him still he refused to believe what his mind told him. "What have you done you..." He lifted himself to grab at Keiran's throat that was deliciously within reach and was immediately snagged back with a sharp pain only then did he realize he had been chained to the bed but not with lightweight chains like before, these were heavy chains that put weight on his bones. He looked down and saw that his legs were chained too. With a roar that carried throughout the temple, he fought hard against the chains. "You bastard!" He cursed loudly ignoring the pain in his head and hands. Keiran beamed at him and tied his purse back.