Heart In Chains Novels & Stories

I know I can’t. The sky darkens with a hunger that matches mine, and I match it, match it with the ritual, the careful setup, the calculated attempts to make this night my own, to make this need my own. The weight of the chain is loud against the earth, louder than my breath, louder than my heart. It leaves its marks against the surface, the surface of the ground, the surface of my mind, the surface of me. The links are deliberate, more deliberate than my movements, more deliberate than my shaking hands. I keep them steady. I keep them like I want to keep this.

He turned and left with the servant, their footsteps fading until only silence remained. *Even if it wasn’t her order, you wouldn’t help me,* I thought bitterly. Why was I even begging? Maybe it was better this way. Maybe death would finally let me see my mother again. Tessa. A place without this endless cruelty. I was so tired. I stood there, shaking, as total darkness swallowed me. My heart thundered so loudly I was sure it would wake the dead. Then—chains. The slow, deliberate rattle of heavy chains scraping against stone.

"Matthew! Help me turn it off!" She lunged toward him in tears, but the moment her fingers brushed his sleeve, a powerful electric shock surged from the diamond bracelet on her wrist. With a sharp crackle, Meghan collapsed, her body going limp. She convulsed on the floor, her hair standing on end. Two security guards rushed over and pinned her arms behind her back. "Matthew! What the hell did you give me?" Meghan shrieked in terror and desperately tried to tear the bracelet off. But it seemed fused to her wrist, tightening even more the harder she struggled.

"Hmph, but I want more… Send her home quickly and come to me." "You little minx. Follow me in your car later. We'll do it in the car." "You're such a bad boy!" Soon, the sounds of sticky, intimate kissing came through the line. Luna's hands trembled as she ended the call abruptly. She stared at the cake in front of her, a wave of nausea and revulsion washing over her. It felt as if something was gripping her heart, twisting it until she was breathless, dizzy, and utterly uncomfortable. Gripping the fork, she stabbed at the chocolate plaque that read "Happy 5th Anniversary," smashing it to pieces.

Like so many in the movie, and in life, they loved but could not stay together. When Lily Parker woke up in the morning, Ethan Hart was still asleep. It was early winter, and though the heater was on, it took him a long time to warm up – a lingering illness. A corner of the blanket had slipped, revealing his lean chest. Scars near his heart, she never dared to touch them, as if the pain and scars were hers, too terrifying to confront. And yet, he could have lived so carefreely. She barely managed to hold back her tears.

She looked up to him, both their emotions of delight mixing into each other. She closed her eyes against the orange sun, Marc’s warm body pressed against her. A finger hooked under her chin and gently dragged her head up for the lips she knew she’d kiss forever planted on hers. The crowd continued to cheer below them and Klara knew she’d never have to wear chains again.

It feels special. Our love is no longer forbidden. We finally break the chains of forbidden love.

I rip it open, silver chains clinking inside like a horrible promise . He sees them and thrashes harder. “No… don’t… please… ” “I’m sorry,” I whisper, voice breaking as I loop the first chain around his left wrist . The silver burns his skin instantly, smoke curling up. He screams, back arching off the floor . Golden sparks explode where metal meets flesh and shoot straight into my own arm like I’m the one chained . “Stop!” he roars, eyes wild crimson. “You’re hurting yourself !” “Better than letting you loose on the world,” I grit out, wrestling his other wrist down. My hands shake so bad the chain rattles loud enough to wake the dead . “Hold still, damn it!”

Luckily, though, it was only the ends of the triple chains that had gained purchase. He had been in the midst of his first roll as he felt the hellfire hot chains collide with his upper right thigh. The edges dug deep into his skin and he felt a pain he had never experienced before. Nor had he ever wanted to. As soon as the chains had broken skin, his heart had stopped momentarily and every nerve ending in his body had cried out in anguish; a soul-wrenching scream burst from his lips as the chains ripped back, taking a hearty chunk of his thigh with them. He was rolling desperately away, his life in the balance, tears

I ran to her tears covering my eyes " Ilayda, Ilayda wake up it's me, it's Chris I'm here for you, wake up, you have to wake up you can't leave me alone here please... " she wouldn't wake up, I checked her pulse, her heart was beating slowly and she was barely breathing, I was losing her " cut the chains, " I said to no one in specific, as soon as the chains were gone her unconscious body fell on my lap, she looked half-dead, and I was freaking out