King's Cage Novels & Stories

From the panel on the side, Niquel swiped over a card. The door opened with a mechanical whirr, signaling the captive that he had a visitor. There was but one chair in the room, and the cameras on all four corners were off. A tattoo of a dragon breathing fire from its open mouth decorated the captive’s entire upper half, leaving only patches of skin uninked. He huffed, mocking the visitor. “I suppose I must be honored to be graced by the presence of the Dragon King,” he greeted.

the queen muttured and soon she went unconscious , the horse just stood beside her inside the cave like it was following orders , The King was busy looking at the plantation but suddenly he felt that Angela his queen is not there with him ...She was just here ..where could she even be he thought and started finding , " Angela ," he called , " Angela " my dear where are you?..stop with your pranks it's getting late , we have to retire in the castle . The king yelled in the deep forest ." My queen ," he called out but nobody came , he looked and looked and searched and searched but heard nothing , at that moment instantly he felt something was wrong .

" Lady Alice was behaving like a mad woman , She was holding a dagger in her hand , The maids were running helter scatter , The guards was trying to hold her down but they couldn't . " I want to see the king now are else I will kill everyone in this castle now " Edward and I got to the last floor , That was when I noticed the he was half naked he only had his trouser on ,I got a clear view of his back he had a large tattoo of two wings on his back ,I quickly averted my eyes from his back because I was already having stupid thoughts,I look at his hand he was holding his sword tightly ready to strike " What going on here"

Viktor pronounced warmly, the chapel echoing applause. "And with this ring and all my soul, I again take and cherish you as my beloved husband and king," Amy repeated softly.

The flight was a blur of refueling stops and humiliating bathroom breaks where he refused to let me out of his sight or the cuffs. We landed on an unknown island. It was a gilded prison, surrounded by endless water. A villa loomed ahead, its opulence blinding. With golden walls, crystal chandeliers, and marble floors, it was a cage dressed in luxury. Ethan was a downright lunatic. Even if he didn't love me, he clung to the decade-long bond between us. He fastened heavier chains to my wrists and ankles, ignoring my struggles. Even when I bit his hand hard enough to draw blood, he didn't flinch. Instead, he licked the wound, his amber eyes glinting with something dark and unreadable.

KADE POV I watch the smoke curl from Brynn’s lips, disappearing into the night air. God, I’ve never wanted to be a cigarette so badly—just to feel those lips wrapped around me. Something in her whispered words makes me shift—a flicker of genuine concern breaking through my professional veneer. “One cage for another. Yeah.” I lean against the railing, letting a brief understanding pass between us. “The difference,” I murmur, “is that Vex’s cage has golden bars. Comfortable prison.”

The ‘cage’ that had once imprisoned her… had now become the ‘cage of the heart’ that she had willingly locked herself in… it was a cage built from love, pain, and forgiveness… the warmest and safest cage in the world. And here… in this cage of the heart… was her true home. (The End)

The highest seats were occupied by the nobles, the middle tiers by the honored guests, and the lowest front row, the one closest to the podium, was reserved strictly for the royal family or in other cases it would be including the immediate family of the the one transforming. At the center of the podium stood the transformation cage. It was made from silver and strong steel, the cage was shaped like a perfect circle. The bars were thick, evenly spaced, and rooted deep into the stone floor. Even kings couldn’t open them by hand. Only the guards with special keys could. It was designed to contain any wolf, young, old, powerful, unpredictable, during the violent first shift. Since the first shi

I force myself to scan the faces around the table, memorising the monsters I am trapped with. There is Gage, the Red King. He sits perfectly still, his eyes tracking every twitch of my fingers. You cannot lie to him. He spots a fabrication from a mile away. I tried it once, and he nearly tore my throat out for the insult. Beside him is Kaycen, the Black King. He is a weapon in a tailored suit. His line is famous for combat, moving so fast they react to a challenger's strike before the blow is even thrown. Then there is Isac, the Blue King. He is lounging back, a sickening smirk playing on his lips. The rumours say his kind can hold their breath underwater for hours, but right now, he just lo

"Seal that hole right now, King!" *****