Novel & Cerita Manacled By Senlinyu

What are they going to do to me? Nelson smirked and disappeared into the closet for a moment before returning with a pair of sturdy black cuffs. Jameson grinned devilishly as he took them from his brother. Oh hell… I think I'm fucked.

Selene prevents making a sound and also holds the man's wrist tightly. Selene heard the system panics in her head and so, she decisively shut their connection off. It provided nothing, better keep them out. System: ... "I won't repeat myself more, who sent you here?" The man's eyes turn even darker with that shade of blood eyes as the lights also start blinking and the darkness starts suffocating the both of them. To his surprise, she smirked mockingly and lick her bottom lip.

I should know how to control my emotions. And I do. Except, it seems… when Aysel is involved. For the longest time, I told myself it was because she looked fragile. Because she seemed pitiful. But that is not the truth. No. This girl terrifies me. The realization settles deep in my chest like a dark stone. I do not even realize how long I remain lost in those thoughts until the large doors of the throne room suddenly open again. Pandora, Eros, and the guards return. Between them is a man being held firmly by the arms.

He could smell that scent of incense and pine, like someone had burned prayers into wood and smeared it across a man’s chest. Fuck. Stars danced behind his eyes as his cock grew even harder when the hand kept choking him. What a sight Eli would have been if he could see himself – on his knees, with his arms bound and legs spread to accomodate the figure standing between them, choking him. The man soon began dragging an impossibly thick and long cock across Eli’s cheek, before the head smacked wetly against his lips. Suddenly, a low and inhumanly deep voice boomed, vibrating through the space like thunder cracking open the sky.

The physical proof sat like a weight in his chest, yet the man riding beside him refused to fade into the background. Riven kept pace on the gray gelding, his posture relaxed but his storm gray eyes sharp. The missing ring left a pale circle on his left hand, a silent accusation that seemed to grow louder with every passing hour. Guards rode close behind them, their gazes flicking between the two Alphas with open distrust. The camp’s whispers had not died. They had only grown more poisonous.

Elara waited. "Three generations ago," Lyra said. "A child. Not raised in the pack—raised in hiding, the same way Mira was, by a mother who understood the risk. That child—her name was Seren—was found and brought back. The elders of that time performed the binding rite." Lyra's voice did not change in texture but something tightened underneath it. "Seren survived the rite. But what she could do with the resonance afterward was—smaller. Contained. Not destroyed, but reduced to something that could be managed." "They bound her power without her consent," Elara said.

"You are disrupting a board meeting. You are not a board member. And there are several reasons, dad never made you one. Leave." "I’m a Han!" Seok-jin spat, lunging forward. "I have blood rights! I’ll kill you, you scar-faced bastard! I’ll—" Min didn't move. He simply lifted his right hand and twitched two fingers. From the shadows of the corner, Baek materialized. He moved with the terrifying speed of a striking cobra. He grabbed Seok-jin by the back of the collar and the belt, hoisting the struggling man off the floor as if he weighed nothing.

Capable. I felt like I was doing something truly meaningful. Something that wasn’t completely a performance. “The Goddess sends one of Her own,” Valen announced, his deep voice echoing through the room. “One of her blood, one sent to shepherd wolves and protect them in the name of Her Lunar Power. Come forward, Child of Moonlight.” I strode down the aisle, head held high. This time, no tears prickled my eyes. No panic gripped me as I looked into Valen’s face.

Finn, the guy who carelessly threatened Renesmee had decided to get out and go home yet upon witnessing the two ladies standing in the way, he chose to step behind and hide among the leafy plants afar off their location. "They're lovely, I see that you can't appreciate such beauty of a diamond." her cerulean green irises had the chance to travel their way on every inch of the chain necklace, appreciating its fascinating dazzling gleam. Her hands lift to have a touch, and the lass felt the fear when a hand barely soothes her skin. "... Can I take a clear view of it?" "Uh, okay," a forced smile beams on her edges when she witnessed how threatening grin forms on the lady's expression.

I barely got a chance to make a run for it before cold iron cuffs slammed onto my wrists, locking me to some rusty loop stuck in the cave wall. Lucien stepped into the dim light, his pack fanning out behind him—six wolves, some still bloody from the fight, shifting back to human forms. His face was unreadable, but his eyes pinned me like a predator sizing up prey. “Selene of Ironclaw,” he said, voice smooth as a blade. “You’re mine now.” “I’m not yours or anyone’s,” I spat, yanking at the chains. The metal groaned, and a faint tremor rippled through my chest—strange, unfamiliar.