Eren Chained Up Novels & Stories

A distinct, foul stink of old blood and oil hangs heavy in the stagnant air. Managing to force his upper torso into a sitting position, Chika notices that his hands have been left completely free from the upper ropes, but a thick, rusted iron chain still clanks loudly around his left ankle, securely fastened to a massive structural pipe. He delivers a hard, testing tug against the metal link, confirming that the locking mechanism won't budge a single inch for his muscles. As his sharp eyes begin calculating his options for a tactical escape, my own body begins to stir on the cold floor, my awakening marked by restless shifting and loud, pained cries from my broken leg. Unable to hold back hi

The council banner lay torn beneath a soldier’s boot. People were chained everywhere. Wolves who had once looked at me like I was dirt now knelt with silver around their wrists and throats. Elders sat in rows, some bleeding, some barely upright. Elder Jorren’s burned skin looked raw beneath the silver around his neck. Alpha Ethan was on his knees, bruised and chained. Ingrid lay on the ground, one-legged and beaten so badly that my stomach tightened despite everything she had done to me. Elara was chained too, her eyes still fixed on Victor like if she blinked, he would vanish again.

Carlos Hernandez to the entire underworld. I stepped behind her. My chest brushed her back, and I felt her spine stiffen. Slowly, I draped the thin gold chain around her throat. The pendant, engraved on the back with my family crest and a hidden tracking chip, settled against her skin. My fingers lingered at the clasp, tracing the delicate line of her neck, feeling the frantic flutter of her pulse beneath my thumb. One twist and the clasp locked with a quiet click. She was collared now. Mine in every way that mattered.

So I lay back, my heart pounding, and let the anesthesia carry me away. But when I woke up… I wasn’t in a hospital bed. I was on a cold floor. My wrists ached, and my legs felt too heavy to move. There was no blanket, no soft voice, no smell of medicine. Only chains. I was chained. Like an animal. Like a prisoner. And I didn’t know where I was—or why. Until I fully understand now.

Chapter 3 Jenna sat in the dimly lit room, the walls close enough to feel like a cage. The rain outside tapped steadily against the grimy windowpane, a slow, relentless rhythm that matched the pounding in her chest. The flash drive lay heavy in her palm—small, unassuming, but packed with secrets she didn’t yet understand.

The chains were making sounds as we tried to make a way of getting out of it. “A-Are you alright?” Achilles asked right next to me, he was in the same position as mine, our hands were chained up above our heads. “I-I’m fine.” I manage to say despite the fact that I’m really tired, and my arms were getting numb for hours being tied above already, I’m not alone. I know Achilles feels the same way as I do. “Don’t worry we’ll be able to leave here.” He shot back obviously cheering me up, I probably look hopeless right now. Ares drag us to this abandoned place and his men were just around.

If it is a place I want to steal from, I will just carve a square in the door large enough for me to crawl in. I expect the door to be locked. It is but the latch is not raised. I knock twice then lean on the wall beside the door kicking off Zuri’s pumps. I can feel someone very close to the door but there is no move to open the door. I raise my hand to knock again then the door opens. ‘’Come inside.’’ My eyes move from Dwayne to the chain holding the door to the wall. Even Zuri with her small body can not make it through the little gap. He removes the chain and I walk inside holding zuri’s pumps in my hand.

"You've been busy." "I've been working," I said. "While you were planning this ambush, I was saving your investments." He leaned back. He studied me like I was a puzzle he hadn't solved yet. Then he said, "We'll give you sixty days. Prove this works. Or we find someone who can." Sixty days. It wasn't a vote of confidence. It was a leash. I nodded once. "Sixty days." I capped the marker and returned to my chair. I didn't sit. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have calls to make.”

She had a mysterious look on her face, like she was about to say something important. My stomach knotted. I already knew that she was going to talk about the system binding. Sure enough, she started speaking with what looked like guilt, and her eyes even turned red. "Lauren, there's something I have to confess to you. Last night I accidentally bonded with a love system.

The torrential downpour shows no mercy as the rain hits my skin harshly while I wail in pain from the combination of my throbbing head and the chains around my wrists and ankles. The chains keep eating into my skin, searing my flesh and I can feel myself gradually weakening. I try to call to Nila but her response is too faint. I'm already losing my connection with her. It's either that or I'm about to lose consciousness. Maybe it's both and maybe it wouldn't be so bad. Chained up like a dog and left to die in the rain under the mud, it seems like a death befitting someone like me. Someone who has been forsaken by the goddess herself.