Novel & Cerita Fantasy Chain Weapons

There was a happy smile on her face as she sorted through next day delivery lingerie, then a wide variety of sex toys where she was hurriedly picking one of everything she had an idea of how to use properly. The most expensive being a set of leather and chain reinforced cuffs with a solid weighted steel spreader bar. That more than a few reviews said were various large animal strength proof- Bears, wolves, a few tigers and one dragon that Melody still didn't really think were real. But there were a few too many specific animal references in the many reviews that Melody had to think at least a few had to be from shifter relationships. She hoped at least.

I was working the late shift for awhile but I was changed to mornings about seven months ago and that is when my life got interesting. The days were blending together with seeing the same people and doing nothing new until I started working breakfast and lunch at the diner. I first seen him a month after my schedule changed and I have seen him most days since. I know he belongs to the local mc by the vest he wears with their logo but I have never really spoken much to him. He is the most gorgeous man I have ever seen in my life and I want nothing more than to speak to him but he says the bare minimum when he orders. I was lucky when I found out his name is Chains and I feel that fits this ma

I turned pale when his erect manhood exposed in front of me. He smirked at my reaction. "Scared baby?" "I-it's freacking big," I commented. I'm not good at math but if I measure his weapon I can say it's almost 9inches. "I-it won't fit. I-I don't think my pearl can take it all," I continued. He's not just long, it's also fat. I don't know when I became a mathematician but I felt like he’s three fingers wide. He briefly laughed before slowly crawling over me. He kissed my neck then licked my chest, with that, the fire in my body started to flame again.

I wish I could do something about it. I stood up from the floor with my wrist tied. I couldn't walk properly because of my wrist that was tied by a silver chain. Though I'm here to have my wolf, I know what it feels to be surrounded by silver objects. It's a very powerful and dangerous weapon to weaken your wolf opponent or adversary.

Christian orders the people who chained me to leave, he holds me and guides me to a chair “I am sorry for the chains but I couldn’t have you pulling any of your witchy shit again. But he only knew about the fire and earth, he didn’t know about air and water, and my clothes were drenched in water. Fighting against the chains, I loosen the ones behind my back, it burned but it was enough to get my hands out and partially shift so they become claws. The chain around my neck was the biggest problem, it was burning into my skin, cutting the flesh deeply with each swallow. “Let. Tasha. Go!” He rolls his eyes at me “I think that chain needs to be pulled tighter” He pulls a pair of leather gloves on

But the whispers slithered beneath every thought. “Kael,” Brann’s deep voice broke the silence. “Back there… your chains. They don’t just kill, do they?” Kael’s heart sank. The others glanced back. Even Seris slowed, her shoulders tightening. “What are you implying?” Kael asked carefully. Brann’s gaze was hard. “I’ve fought plenty of Awakened before. Some summon fire, some lightning. Some can twist steel with their bare hands. But yours—” He jabbed a finger toward the writhing chains. “—those things aren’t natural. They drink the life out of what they touch. I saw it.”

I sneer, dragging her back to Anastasia and march right back into the fracas of magic. Magical lights of blue, green, purple, yellow, red, gold splash across the sky. It's actually really pretty. It's funny because the black magic coming from the Abyss isn't even half as powerful as ours is. They don't actually know how to use offensive magic. All they are able to do is put up weak shields that crumble moments later. I'd laugh... but now's not the time.

The chains were designed specifically to be resistant to powers, and in this case, flames. The dragon looked at us in fear. Whoever sent him didn't expect him to be caught. I walked towards him, “who sent you?” I said menacingly. “I can't say,” he said, breathing heavily. “You can't?”, I asked, walking towards where our weapons were. As wolves, silver could kill us, so we had weapons customised for us for occasions like this. I turned to Chester, “You think if I pull out his toenails one by one, he would talk?” I asked.

What is that Brother? Nethersbane. The most magical artifact in the whole continent. It is also known as "The Holy Sword". It could kill anyone with just one slash. Ydar, being afraid that someone with ill intentions might possess this powerful thing, cast a spell on it. No one could wield it except if the sword itself will recognize them as its rightful master. " Swo, bwader wants to wab a vewey powerpyul swoyd? Yeyyy! Bwader Henry will kill mwonsters and bad guys! Bwader Henry is swo cool!"

What was the point of gold, after all, he decided if it didn’t look like gold. “Lovely. Do any of these catch your eye?” Blake Nilem crossed to the counter. Faith was already opening cabinets and taking out trays of chains. He nodded at some, shook his head at others, and lay three upon the glass. Jasper ran his eye over the chains. “That one,” he picked one that would sit flat against the skin, the links layered like snake scales. “Wonderful. A pendant?”