Louisa Unchained Novels & Stories

She was always bound by one thing or another, which eventually became Bruno's weapon to crush her, making it difficult for her to breathe. She dreamed of a day when she could be free, without any constraints or helplessness, just living for herself. Suddenly, her phone rang. Lizzie picked up the phone next to her and looked at Yelun before answering, "Louise." "Lizzie, are you free today? Let's go out," Louise called her early in the morning because her pre-ordered dress was ready and she wanted Lizzie to go with her. "Today?" Lizzie hesitated, "Today, I..."

A low grunt awoke Louisa as her head jerked slowly from a deep slumber. She mumbled against the duct tape strapped on her lips, her breath cutting in short rasps. When her eyes snapped open, they met darkness at first, with her head dropped against the car’s glass. She pushed herself up and stared hazily at the tinted glass to see her sweat dripping down. She was drenched in it. With her hands still bound tightly to her back. At this point, her limbs threatened to fall off.

She encircles her in her arms and holds her close. “Then allow me to be your lifeline for the time being. If you have to, cry. If it helps, scream. But Louisa, don't give up. Everything will be resolved. Even if it doesn't feel like it at the moment, they always do.” With her sobs shaking her body, Louisa holds on to Evelyn. For the first time since Martha's return, she gives herself permission to drop the mask and acknowledge that she is completely lost, afraid, and hurt.

I wrapped Louisa with my giant puffy tail. There was an immediate clicking sound coming from the car doors. I gave Leo a dark look. He pretended that nothing had happened. Damn fool. He forgot to lock the car doors again. I knew it! "I want to go home." Louisa lowered her head and whispered. She looked so sad and sentimental. "Well, I'm afraid that's not possible. Your parents' house has already been torn down and the horse farm has already been changed into a landfill..." Leo didn't finish his sentence, because he met my eyes.

He reached for his jaw attempting to ease some pain to no avail. "Ah yes, that." Jessica stood snapping the chains from her ankle and walking to Frank like they weren't in a small cell for prisoners. Reaching out she tilted his head back to peer inside his mouth. Once seeing where the supposed alright lord had injured her brother she scoffed before walking to the window of the cell. She paused only long enough to say, "I suggest you follow this time. I doubt you will survive if I escape under your watch again."

Catherine questioned. "Sorry boss, the job isn't done. She escaped" The goon said. "Are you insane, how did she escape? Don't fucking call me until that girl is found, I want her caught before midnight or else I'll have your and men's throat for dinner, is that clear?" Catherine yells and hanged up angrily. She had sent this men to find and kidnap Diana. Diana was already an obstacle on getting Branden. Catherine hungered to sweep her off or probably even kill her.

"I'll let you go. Take this as my compensation to you. It'll make your life easier. I'll forever be waiting for your return, Skylar." I didn't believe in forever anymore. I only believed in myself. At that moment, I finally felt truly free. After Corbin left, I gave the black card to a local charity. At least, his money would be used for something good. The flight today departed right on time. The air hostesses were nice, and the passengers on board were friendly too. I looked out of the plane window, observing the blue sky and white clouds that passed by. I had never felt so liberated in my life. The plane climbed higher and higher in the air.

I roared, cutting her off before she could finish. She scrambled to her feet, her eyes tearing up, and bolted for the door. I let out a heavy sigh, scrubbing my temples as I sank onto the couch. Zoey's question and the stupid mistake I made echoed in my head. I couldn't make this mistake again. ******** (Mabel's pov) Luke's hand lay still on mine. We stayed like that, quiet, until the movie ended. Neither of us said a word or even glanced at the other. When the credits began to roll, Luke turned to face me, his fingers gently squeezing my palm in his.

There wasn't one. I fell back and sighed. Cassandra wasn't going to tell me what to do. I am Leah Garcia, no one tells me what to do, I thought. But as I kept thinking about it, I realized I didn't have a choice. Cassandra was a ticking time bomb and I had to be careful with her. All the plans I had with Declan flashed before my eyes. The hope, the promises, the kisses and touches. I cried silently, glad that at least I was alone to mourn what I didn't really have. Finally, I cleaned my face, making my decision, but it wasn't one Declan would like.

“You’re making a mistake.” “No. I’m stopping one.” Luther spits out. I yank against the bindings. “If you don’t let me go, he’ll burn this entire place to the ground.” Silence. “He’s coming. I can feel him. I have to leave, so he won’t find this place. Please.” But he says nothing and they lock me up anyway. I start to pace until I see her. Sylvaine. She’s huddled in the far corner of the cell, eyes drooping, chains on her ankles.