Moonlight In Chains Novels & Stories

“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.

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.

I nodded my head in agreement. "Kate bought it," I explain. The mobile was breathtaking really, made completely out of metal and wood, with little moon and star shapes hanging from it. It had little diamonds embedded in the shapes, so that everytime it spun, it twinkled brightly. "It's really beautiful," Cassie says, "And I bet expensive as well." I turn to her in surprise when I hear an almost depressed tone to her voice. "What's wrong?" I ask, my eyebrow raising as I took in Cassie’s slumped shoulders. She shrugs and forces a smile on her face.

She had a mysterious look on her face, like she was about to say something important. My stomach knotted. I already knew that she was going to talk about the system binding. Sure enough, she started speaking with what looked like guilt, and her eyes even turned red. "Lauren, there's something I have to confess to you. Last night I accidentally bonded with a love system.

Kane ruffled Jim’s hair approvingly, while Luke fussed over Fiona like she was made of glass, murmuring for her to rest. I stood there, invisible. They were the perfect family—warm, whole, united. And I? I was the spare part, the forgotten shadow. Not a single glance. Not a word. So I left. I walked toward Moon Lake, the place I’d begged them to take me for years. "Next summer," they’d always said, "when things are less busy." Lies. Empty promises. Now, I’d go alone. But my body betrayed me. Halfway there, my wolf gave out—her strength spent, her spirit broken. My legs buckled, and the world was spinning.

I pulled a thin thread of my lunar magic out, sending it down my forearm and straight through my bleeding palm. The moment my silver light touched the chains, the green sparks died. The sickly color went into a beautiful silver that raced along the metal links like water. The heavy iron lock let out a soft, musical *clack*, its internal gears releasing the pressure. The heavy chains slid off the metal gate, dropping into the freezing mud below with a dull splash. "Go!" I rasped out, my chest heaving as I pulled my hand back. The silver veins in my neck faded back into my skin, leaving me dizzy and empty.

Many young girls were there, all tired, broken, and unconscious. I tried to move my hands some more, but couldn’t. There are giant chains around my hands; they must know that they will be strong enough to break free from the rope. This, on the other hand, didn't seem like a regular chain. It looked like the kind that held giant beasts captive. My heart rate accelerates, and my movements become more desperate. "HELP!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. "SOMEBODY HELP ME!" Damn Alexander! I will have my revenge.

The Moonlight Fairy's figure drifting into the distance crashed into the golden chains, and immediately rebounded. Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! The Moonlight Fairy raised her hand, and countless silvery beams of Chaotic Mists madly bombarded these golden chains. Her strength was extraordinary, and even more amazing when released to the full. Terrible waves of fluctuating energy emanated, and the chains making up those Chinese character inscriptions swayed, amidst clanging sounds of metals colliding, seemingly tangible. Yet these chains did not break.