Romans & histoires Moonlight In Chains

But rainy day or nor, living in Silver Moon is really a dream and luck for most of people in continent. But even so, today is not a happy day for everyone. Especially for Alpha Jordan and his family who walk in lines with chains wrapped around their hands and feet, on Silver Moon main road heading towards the castle. Big, scary guards guiding them. The tallest one, with big scar on his face, held the end of the chains, dragged them without mercy to walk faster. Clang! Clang! The sound of the chain dragging on the paving stone surface was so loud, it attracted the attention of everyone who even stopped to feed their children when they passed by.

he whispered, his fingers continuing to caress her thigh with tenderness. The quiet lingered on as they sat together, taking in the view. The moon was bright and there were only a few clouds to obscure the plentiful stars in the sky. Camden hoped that meant a clear night for the Unbonding Ritual. She shivered as an icy chill ran down her spine and snuggled into the crook of Clayton's neck in an attempt to escape it. She felt safe. Her lips brushed against his skin and she felt him tense up momentarily as his breath hitched.

he replies quickly. But what if he escapes? Will Atlas forgive me? He will only conclude that truly I am working with Griffin and I came here solely to help him escape but then I need to see my mother to believe it is true and not a lie. I stretch my body on the floor, knowing the chains won't allow me to go so far. I extend my leg as far as it can go, groaning from the pain, as the chain holds me in place. My leg finally touches the white line and with one finally painful push, I break the line.

“Nothing happened, but the prisoner screamed so loud last night.” I nod at what he said. The prisoner received a lot of wounds from Ylva’s sudden outburst. “Why did you call me then?" “About the barriers,” the guard replied, hinting about the process of how we can enjoy the strength of the red moon without harming others, specifically humans. “I already talked to the smiths and they are going to give us chains later, before the blood moon appears,” I replied. Red moon offers us the strength we need for a decade, however, it also makes us rogue and ruthless. Chains are important during this festival, and Alarick is the one who suggests using chains and barriers during the feast.

I felt happy but deep inside I was always sad. I wasn't able to sleep that night. I kept turning around. The dream I used to have come back. This time I saw his face. His blue eyes sparkled. It had always been him. Mike. He even conquered me in my dreams. He never left me alone. Then, suddenly I was lost in darkness. Pitch black darkness everywhere I looked. But suddenly a beautiful woman came near me. She was dressed in white. Her hair was white as well. She hugged me. She comforted me. "Don't be afraid my child. I am the moon goddess. You are never alone. He is your world." she spoke. A knock on the door woke me up. It was my mom who came to wake me up.

The minotaur had jumped on the manticore and was wrestling both it tail and it's head at the same time. Lyle could not believe his eyes and was frozen where he stood. Soon the minotaur had the manticore in a head lock with one arm, and still had it's tail. The minotaur's grip on the tail seemed to be keeping the manticore from being able to fire it's spikes. The manticore yowled and tried to roll over to get the minotaur off, but the chains did not allow it to do any more than roll to it's side.

Another wave of her hand and Goddedd Indiva disappeared, leaving only Ace and Crystal, surrounded by smoke and the acrid smell of death. His hands were cold and she could see the many burn marks on him from the silver. Tears falling from her eyes, she leaned forward and placed a small peck on his head. Slowly, careful to not let the silver chains jostle too much and burn him more, she started to break off the silver chains. And just as she had broken off the last restraint, she realized that the elite warriors of the moon hunter pack had arrived. She looked up to see Kai, Juan, Nate and Mateo all helping break the chains, enduring the pain the silver caused them.

“But now that you’re here, they’ll use you. They want your strength. Your blood. Your connection to me. They want it all.” He stepped closer, barely keeping upright, his breaths shallow. He lowered his head and pressed it against hers. “Then let them try,” he whispered. “Because I swear to the Moon Goddess, the moment I get out of these chains, I’ll burn this entire place to the ground.”

It was a familiar place. Rusted metallic chains on a filthy desk, scraped walls with unidentified words, and a stone-cold atmosphere. It's uncanny how this room gets even scarier. "Please, don't", I whispered, my voice hoarse and small, "not again plea-" My voice was cut off when I felt a pair of dark, lanky hands against my throat. Tears streamed down my eyes as I started struggling to unlatch the iron hold.