Novel Chains Novels & Stories

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.”

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.

I don’t know what was going on in their heads but I was pretty annoyed with this new home of mine where I was now going to be serving for the wolves who had banished my whole coven into solitary. They were still not sure if the linking ritual would work, but I knew it had worked because I knew I wanted to leave him and run away to find my way back to my coven but my body resisted to put the plan to action and that's how I knew I can't get away from him. Even so, I felt like every time I wanted to think about my coven, my body resisted pretty bad, which was weird since the link should not have left an impact on how I feel towards my coven.

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"This is what you deserve. Our paths will never cross again." I returned to the pack with Lucien. We held another marking ceremony. He placed the moonstone necklace against my chest, held me close, and whispered in my ear, "Scarlett, no one matters more than you.." (The End)

The approach is the kindness before the welcome. He thought: Ellie's entry is in this house now. He thought: the chain moved from the dinner table to the Saturday office to the Sunday scan to the Monday three-generation notebook. In less than two days. He thought: the chain is moving faster. He was glad. End of Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Three

A black three-sectioned body was at the end of each chain, with a diameter of more than 50 meters, smashing down like a miniature steel mountain. Rumble! Ding Hao felt the earth beneath him shake violently. The four chains were like four three-sectioned mountains hitting the ground, perforating the four golden stone blocks paving the street, plunging several hundred meters into the earth. He did not know what kind of material these black chains were made of, but they shone with a metallic luster. Surging with the aura of living creatures, they looked alive. The four interlinking chains released black light. Slowly, a black prison cell about 100 meters in diameter materialized.

Miyal shouted, but the wind snatched his voice and hurled it against the rocks. Kaelen struck down two wolves together, and Ignatius's long sword cut a path that flowed light. But the space between the ford and the ward was not small; the monsters stretched out like arms. A plague-beast leapt for the line of men Miyal's shoulder caught the blow and a scream ripped loose of him. The chains on his chest flared and bit deep into his flesh as if probing the meat there. Hurting, white and pure; the chains drew a tiny, constant stream of blood and shone. He sensed the first true pull then, something vibrating at the ends of the links, and he realized in a roaring engine-thought what the chains des

It took a while, but eventually, he came up with the chains. “Here,” he'd tossed them into my hands. “Wrap this around him. It should be able to hold him…” “For how long?” I'd cut in. “Long enough to be able to figure out a way out of all of this.” I snapped back to the present again, once the memory had cleared. The chains shimmered like obsidian dipped in moonlight. The said chain buzzed with runes I couldn't recognize, and it made my stomach churn. I wasn't as knowledgeable when it came to werewolf lore and stuff, but even I could tell that these chains weren't meant for an ordinary wolf. They were meant to hold something ancient and twisted, something akin to what Darius had become.

Shadows peel back, afraid. My laugh stutters, catches, dies. The cavern groans as the pulse rolls on, leaving its mark in every stone, every link, every scar carved into me. Two flames once sundered are whole again. The words etch themselves into the walls, into the chains. They burn without fire. --- I bare my teeth. “No.” The shadows whisper back: Yes. I drag against the chains. They bite deeper, links sawing flesh, blood smoking black where it spills. I roar, louder than the chains, louder than the cavern, louder than the Council above.