Novel Chains Novels & Stories

she replied. "Yes, Goodbye." Charles replied without even looking up, going over the hard-copy schematics of the overseas bridge for the umpteenth time. Joanne looked back at him one more time before shutting the double doors. At her desk, Charles' butler was already waiting for her. "If the madam would please-"the butler said. Joanne packed her empty hand bag and followed the man out. Her thoughts only anticipating what tomorrow could bring... ********************************* Flip, flip, flip. The light rustles of the notebook periodically sliced the solid air of silence in the room that evening. The room was dark save for the small flashlight in Joanne's hand, and the breeze occasionally

a new thing trends among young couples Lily Parker, intrigued by the fad, took her son Alexander to a ceramic workshop to create a porcelain plaque with their handprints. Unbeknownst to her, Julian Sterling also had a similar plaque made, but with a twist. He had secretly added his handprint to theirs, completing the family set with prints of father, mother, and son. Despite his pride in this symbolic gesture, Lily, with their one-year-old son, still hadn't accepted him. Julian found himself troubled by the challenges of this love battle.

Nevaeh shook her head “Doesn't matter. What's the plan” “All you have to do is touch the chains” his voice went soft and Nevaeh felt a compulsion to touch them. Noticing the look of confusion on her face, he quickly added, “They fall apart when touched by someone else. It's why I'm isolated. The chains are.. special. Once I'm free, I'll come find you. And we'll leave by night. “How could I trust you?” She asked despite her hands already moving to the chains. His eyes glowed in the darkness as he met her gaze “You don't. You simply weigh your choices”

The first chain snapped. The sound ripped through the underground chamber, deep and unnatural, like the snarl of a beast awakening after centuries of restless sleep. Nicola's breath hitched as the vibrations from the broken links rippled through the stone floor, unsettling the dust that had settled over the tomb for generations. The triplets reacted instantly - Dean and Damien stepping in front of her, Dylan pulling her back by instinct. But it was too late. Another snap. And another. The chains, thick as an iron-forged prison, began to unravel, each link breaking apart as if an unseen force was unbinding them.

Lisa's POV I lay there on the cold stone floor, my body aching from the weight of the runes carved across my skin. The chains dug into my wrists and ankles, heavy and suffocating, but my mind was still sharp. Every time I closed my eyes, I felt the faint connection that tied me to my children. That thread of bond, fragile yet unbreakable, was the only reason I hadn’t given up entirely.

He didn’t lunge, or try to attack, but the tension in his body did not ease either. My gaze then dropped to the chains wrapped tightly around him, they were dark and had an unusual colour, which made me wonder what the chains were made from. I reached out to the chains, and the moment my fingers touched the metal, pain shot through my hand. I gasped sharply and instinctively pulled back. My skin stung immediately, it actually burned I noticed it slowly turned red “Lyra, stop!” Jonathan warned. “Those chains are dangerous” I clenched my jaw. “I don’t care.”

Kael's expression changed. "...It woke again." "So she really touched it." Lila's breathing stopped. Kael nodded once. "The first chain is broken." "The second won't last much longer." Lila swallowed. "What happens when all the chains break?" Kael didn't answer. He looked toward the ceiling. "When kingdoms remember...people die." ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………….. Back at the campsite, Cassian suddenly opened his eyes. He knew something felt wrong. He sat up quietly, looking at the fire, almost dead.

Gu said. "Ahem..." She cleared her throat first. Gu was also nervous telling her friend's about this unbelievable thing. However, they also experienced how God fooled them all. "Okay. These two are lost. I mean... Jin and Lewis... They called themselves fictions. Let me rewind this..." Gu said. "That time... You knew Leah was talking about Jin as a character from a novel right?" Gu told them. "Hmmm..." The girls nodded at her. "Okay. Now, these two are real characters from a novel itself. Did you remember that book? I mean that book which Leah's uncle introduced to us yesterday. The novel of Chain story." She explained to the two.

A lump formed in my throat, choking off my words. I forced a small smile. "I know." That was all I could manage to say. He frowned and gently brushed his fingers over the stitches. "Does it hurt?" he asked. "You've always had a low pain tolerance." My nose stung. I took a deep, shaky breath, fighting back the wave of emotion. "I'm fine." The words were a struggle to get out. "I'll give you the Moonlight Gem necklace again at the ceremony. We'll do it right, then."

Daniel looked at his niece across the kitchen table on the November Saturday evening and felt the full weight of the day — the library and the fourth tread and the eighty centimetres and the thermal quality of the bones room and the platform seat and the long term solution. He thought: she is nine years old and she is already designing from the inside. He thought: the chain has a nine-year-old in it who is already building from the attending. He thought: the seventh year will begin in October and the chain will be longer than this by then. He thought: this is the whole of it, and it is more than I can see. He was glad. End of Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Five