I Got You Shackled In My Embrace Novels & Stories

I wrap my fingers around her wrist and look down at the shackle, instead of the shackle I place a soft kiss on the palm of her hand before I set it back on the bed and slide my hand down her side, down over her hip, down her thigh only stopping once I make it to her ankle. Before I can chicken out again, as this female has such a strange effect on me, I quickly fasten the shackle to her ankle. I then let go and quickly move away from her. I turn and leave deciding that it was probably better for me to go hunting or to attack a small village than to stay here with her. ---------- EMMA I wake with a start and an intense burning pain coming from my ankle. I sit up and look around, but all I can

________________ Emily gasped, forcing her hands up, clutching the icy grip at her throat. “No.” Her voice cracked, but it was louder than before. “You don’t own me. Not anymore.” She wrenched hard. The chains split with a metallic snap, light exploding outward, searing into the black. The shadow shrieked, retreating as the light spread, but the sound still carved into her bones. “You’ll never escape me!” Emily collapsed to her knees, trembling, tears streaking her face. But the chains were broken. The light remained. The dark was trembling.

Damn! "B--Bennet... wait please..." But a soft and small hand grabbed my arm and stopped me from moving away. "Don't go. I'm o-okay..." And after that another arm hugged my back. Nicky... I felt his head lean against my back. Oh Her body next to mine is enough to calm my raging nerves. Her warm embrace is what I need to tame the monster inside me. This is how I feel. I know it's still wrong... but hell! SHE is my right kind of wrong!

he muttered while looking on my hand. I blinked twice and came back to my senses. I immedediately pulled my hand off his. I touched the ring and was about to remove it when he held my wrist tightly. “You are not allowed to remove that.” “And who are you to command me? Let go!” I shook my hand to slip his hands off my wrist but instead of removing it, he gripped it more tightly. “Try to remove that, Chantylle. You won’t like what I am going to do next,” he said before letting my hand go.

she stated as she swiftly transferred the recordings to her phone. "I'm going to get you out of this, sweetie. Just don't let that bastard anywhere near you, okay?" "Sure, mom." Mom nodded in satisfaction before leaving me to my devices. I plopped down on my bed, looking at the fat diamond ring that glistened even under the dim lights in my room. It added an unwanted weight to my heart, making me wish it was Noah, who put that ring on my finger. Trixie was giving me a cold shoulder for abandoning her without a goodbye and I spent the next half an hour, begging for her forgiveness, which she gave me eventually when I sang her favorite song. That furball can never resist singing with me, that

All I could feel was his touch. I slammed the laptop shut. I needed to get out. Needed to get away from myself. Needed to forget, even just for one night. I changed into something tight. Something short. Something that screamed I don't care. I grabbed my purse and walked out the door. --- The club was loud. Dark. Pulsing with bass that vibrated through my bones. Exactly what I needed. A place where I could lose myself, where no one knew my name, where I could pretend I was just another girl drowning her sorrows in cheap liquor and bad decisions.

I struggled against them, but they held fast. Shade chuckled, his eyes roaming over my breast and my nipples. "I've brought you home, my dear, and you'll spend eternity serving me, bound to my will." He speaks words I've never heard then, suddenly I see him in a different light, he is beautiful!" He reached out a burning, black hand, tracing the curve of my cheek. I smiled at his touch, my fangs glistening with the red glow of the underworld, My eyes turned black as coal. Shade smiled. "You'll learn to love me, Raven. or, at least, you'll learn to obey me." his evil laugh echoes off the walls.

he murmurs, his brows furrowed in concentration. “A hot towel on it should make you feel better." “Thank you," I whisper, my voice barely audible. He offers me a small smile. “You’ll be fine, alright?" I nod dumbly. I’m acutely aware of the fact that his hand is still holding mine. He’s so close, I can feel the warmth of his skin seeping through the thin fabric of my shirt and it sends a shiver down my spine. He lets go of my hand and I’m immediately filled with a sense of loss. I find myself missing the warmth of his hand. My hand suddenly feels cold and empty. I yearn to reach out and take hold of him again, which is just stupid and weird. I fold my hand instead. He folds his arms to his c

I was getting married tomorrow. Still, she seems to regain her act and gives me a sly look that makes me want to shove her into the floor and grind my shoes on her face, her hand reaching out to touch my chest as she says in an eerily disgusting voice. "Okay, so maybe things are getting different. This doesn't mean that you have to just... Send me away." She starts trailing her hand up my suit now, keeping her voice low. "Do you think she would be able to satisfy your sexual preferences the way I do? That she's going to accept how rough you can be in—"

I said while hopping upstairs. The fatigue in my bones seemed to have disappeared, and every part of me screamed of strength. I couldn't stop giggling. Getting to the room, I closed the door behind me, but the moment I stepped forward, the door opened. A pair of strong arms grabbed my waist and my back, and I fell into a warm embrace. "Escaping, huh?" Xavier whispered into my ear. "Impossible." Then, he bit my earlobe. My entire body trembled with his touch, and a low moan escaped my lips. I bit my lower lip in fright, and frustration showed at the depth of my heart.