Eren Chained Up Novels & Stories

"What? He wasn't the undercover agent?" Cheryl screamed at the top of her lungs. Then, her whole expression twisted into madness. She lifted her slender neck and started shouting. "I'm going to die! I'm going to die, hahaha… I'm going to die…" She thrashed violently. "Let me out. Let me out. Let me out!" The only response she got was the crackling surge of electricity traveling through her chains. A powerful current shot through her entire body. Her limbs jerked uncontrollably until she finally collapsed, unconscious.

The chain acted like a leash for them to lead him like an animal. He craned his neck to see if the end of the chain was being held by a guard, fastened to a hook, or laying limp across the seat. To Shen’s excitement, the chain was draped across the seat between the guards. He just might be able to pull this off after all.

Demien announced before swiftly vanishing with Keilah. His henchman shot me a feral snarl before darting out the door in pursuit. I continued to strain against the chains with all the might of my alpha willpower. Every fiber of my being screamed in protest as I fought against the unyielding metal, the veins in my arms bulging with exertion.

Broken Chains The silver cuffs around Marcus’s wrists popped open like ice cracking on a winter pond, just like that, no warning, no ceremony. Holy energy, rolling up from the guts of the castle, fried the corrupted metal and sizzled away the poison tubes jammed into his arms. Steam hissed, chains hit the ground with a sparkly little crash, and suddenly he was free.

I jerk awake as the van suddenly stops, and I hear movement around us. The doors open, letting the dusky light of evening filter in. We’d driven all day. I’m happy to see Chad nowhere in sight as a tall, sandy-haired man unlocks our chains and leads us towards an open grassy area where the men are setting up tents. Too many of us for a hotel, I gather.

Evelynn smiled slyly, "Oh, that was just an idea to try in hopes we would not have to move forward with what we were planning. The outcome could still be devastating." Suddenly, all of the prisoners found themselves sitting in chairs surrounding a ring. They were each chained to the chair they sat in by the ankles. The chains were made of ruthenium, a durable and hard metal that was made to withstand the strength of a god." Zeus and his son, Nathan, were in the middle of the area where they were to fight. Uranus had put Katia on his right side and Selene on his left. Lucifer was in front of them with Aza lying next to him. Each of them was chained like the others. Aza's chain was looped arou

I passed Polly in the hallway. She was pushing a handcart piled with ten or so boxes, arms trembling. Seeing me, she stopped and lowered her head to let me pass. "Distribution going okay?" I asked. "…So-so," her voice hoarse. I nodded and walked on. After a few steps, I glanced back. She was still there, hands on the cart, shoulders slumped. The snowlight outside cast pale shadows on her face—white, almost bloodless. The next day, my assistant mentioned casually while dropping off documents, "Mr. Bassett… the employees secretly created a group chat. They call it the 'Cherry Victims Alliance.'"

he whispered again, and my ribs screamed in answer. I looked at my mother—still hanging, chains loose only a fraction, blood still spilling. I looked at Dax—caught, burning, fighting for air. I looked at my copy—holding the chain’s end like she owned it. And I realized the cage wasn’t just a room. It was a system. Bond. Tether. Blood. Three locks. Three keys. And I was the last piece they needed. My mother had mouthed CUT. Not her chains alone.

A lump formed in my throat, choking off my words. I forced a small smile. "I know." That was all I could manage to say. He frowned and gently brushed his fingers over the stitches. "Does it hurt?" he asked. "You've always had a low pain tolerance." My nose stung. I took a deep, shaky breath, fighting back the wave of emotion. "I'm fine." The words were a struggle to get out. "I'll give you the Moonlight Gem necklace again at the ceremony. We'll do it right, then."

he said caressing my chin softly. " Please " I dobbed, am I really going to die, no I can't die here my baby, my baby needs to see the world, my dad must live I can't die with him, I can't die here, I took my defence there was a broken bottle nere by, despite the blood gushing from my hand, I kept striving to cut the God damn rope. I finally did, I took the bottle still with blood and bruises on my hand, I remained calm watching the man for quiet a while.