Eren Chained Up Novels & Stories

With it, the exchange became irrevocable. But Eva was not going to close the loop in the way the realm expected. She reached out and took the end of the Chain that hung from her mother's neck. She felt the cold, the weight, the terrible mathematics of it. She felt the realm's confusion, its recalibration, its attempt to process what was happening. The Chain was not designed for three. The Chain was not designed for choice. The Chain was designed for one soul, one debt, one exchange, one final, irrevocable transaction.

She knew that she should be thankful because it would make her escape easier but still, it is just really unfair. "Really. The women’s chains are just simply heavy while the men’s handcuffs have magic imbued in them," the maiden said while pouting after trying to feel the irons that were placed in the two people who are still unconscious. Luna sighed while trying to calm herself down. Then, she tried to gently move her hand before she forcefully broke the small chain connecting the handcuffs placed on her as if it was just a thin stick. After that, she carefully gripped the iron rings that were left on her wrists before she crushed them using her own palms.

I apologized, feeling embarrassed. "It's okay," He paused for a brief few seconds "I will open your chains, okay?" "Yes," I said eagerly, making James chuckle at my enthusiasm. Can you blame me, I have been chained like a domestic dog. He took out a small key from his pocket before crouching down next to my leg. He slides the key inside of the lock with ease before twisting it. A small click was heard. I thought he would get up now, but he removed the chains from my ankle and gently massaged the area where a bruise had started to appear.

His hands were tied against his chest and his body resting back. "My coven's and my life," I stated again but this time, I was making sure that he hears me correctly. "You want me to save you from the death penalty on the day of my coronation? You want me to save a witch's life in front of my pack, so that they can call me a coward, a traitor?" He stubbornly argued back with his arms still folded across his chest. Since he was super tensed, his muscles were visible through his sleeveless shirt that he had worn just a moment ago when he grabbed the chair for himself, his biceps seemed to be like ready to pop off.

The chain's fixed point. He was glad. End of Chapter Two Hundred and Five

I told him gently. He moved close immediately. His cheeks were still wet and he held my arm with both hands like he didn’t want to let go. “I’m okay,” I said, lifting my wrists, “we just need to break these.” I pulled once and the chains didn’t move. I pulled again, harder, and sparks of gold ran through my skin. Eren stepped back because the metal started heating up. I tightened my grip on the chains and pushed, and a loud crack echoed through the dungeon as the metal snapped away from the wall.

If I suggested we make a break for it, they’d most likely refuse, or freeze, or give up, and I’d end up dragging them. “What’s happening?” someone asks quietly as they lead the first cage out and up the stairs. There are murmurs, but no one really answers. How could they? I keep quiet. No one can know I’m able to link with someone else in here. We watch as they take each cage out, then bring them back as the next one goes. Soon it’s our turn, and my hands start to shake as they chain my collar and ankle to Jen’s and Corrine’s, one in front and one behind.

he bellowed in fury, straining against the chains that bound his wrists and ankles. I couldn't help but chuckle at his futile struggles as I casually leaned against the wall. He was securely chained, blood staining his wrists and ankles from his desperate attempts to break free. The back of my gun had left a gash on his head, causing blood to trickle down his face.

I pushed that thought out of my mind and tried to figure a way of untying myself instead. I wriggled my wrists again, gritting my teeth as I held back painful groans that desperately wanted to escape. Shit! Why were the binds on so tight? Why did Uncle Herbert have to tie me like this? Surely, knocking me unconscious and locking me in this room was enough.

They all blocked her line without giving her an opportunity to explain. She felt like a repeat of what happened ten years ago when she was blocked and Marian took Ezra away. Marian was going to do it again, especially now that Ezra had given up the company and there was a possibility she was never going to see him again. Chelsea walked in with her laptop, her line was blocked too, so they were only left with the option of finding a physical address. "I found two houses under Klein's name in the city," she announced. Sarah quickly got up.