Novel & Cerita Novel Chains

I stood up, answering, “A lot of people will be there. I think no one can notice me slipping out of the crowd.” “Still. You need to be there. You know the rites, the title will be passed to you this evening.” Kierro added, ambling towards the door. “There’s something I need to do first. There’s a mole in the group.” I said seriously. It’s been a while since it came to my attention that there’s someone who made this year a rough road. I knew about it when I stumbled upon a document that was ripped and nearly shredded. Because of my curiosity, I’ve decided to rearrange the strips. It’s my father’s code. The code that he showed me two days ago. It contained the coordinates of Marcio’s wealth an

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.

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED TYLA Point of View The chains shook with every step I took, a constant reminder that I was held captive. Five steps from the bed to the window. Seven to the bathroom door. Twelve to the bookshelf in the corner. I had counted them all, memorized the exact length, learned precisely how far I could go before the metal bit into my ankle and brought me up short. Days had passed since I had been locked in my room. How many, I couldn't be sure anymore. The window offered glimpses of daylight and darkness, but in my disfigured state, everything began to blue. I couldn't distinguish between day and night. I limped across the room, the chain dragging behind me like a reluctant shad

Aarunya whispered. And with that the war had begun. *** How was the chapter guys? Hope you all liked it xoxo

So I lay back, my heart pounding, and let the anesthesia carry me away. But when I woke up… I wasn’t in a hospital bed. I was on a cold floor. My wrists ached, and my legs felt too heavy to move. There was no blanket, no soft voice, no smell of medicine. Only chains. I was chained. Like an animal. Like a prisoner. And I didn’t know where I was—or why. Until I fully understand now.

Colin left the mall, while I stood there frozen, unable to move. Alice leaned close to my ear. "I told you, I have a system. Now you believe me, right?" I clenched my teeth and still did not say a word. Alice could see the fear in my eyes, and her smile grew even brighter. When I got home, I immediately went online to search for information about systems. Every source said the same thing: systems did not exist in real life. They were nothing more than fictional plot devices made up for novels. I was not willing to give up, so I posted about it online. All the internet users just made fun of me, saying the breakup made me lose my mind and that instead of admitting I was not attractive enough,

" Terrance noticed the house was no longer in flames, assuming that Phuture extinguished them before or after examining Celie's bible. He didn't expect Chicago's work against the demons to be done so quickly, so hopefully Phuture could read just as fast. Phuture examined Celie's bible thoroughly towards the end, being sure to take her own separate notes while reading through. She was reading through important information when she reached a page that was disoriented. Someone must've wetted the page to screw up the ink... I can tell there's a page ripped out as well! Maybe I could use my divinity... Phuture placed her hand on the disorientated page, centering her energy to focus on the writing

Nova looked at him. "What does that mean?" Before he could answer, the chains binding his wrists cracked. A sharp metallic sound echoed through the chamber. One of the glowing links shattered. Then another. Kieran's eyes widened. "No." Nova blinked. "Isn't that a good thing?" "No." His voice was sharper now. "If the chains break now—" A monstrous roar interrupted him. The prison floor lurched violently. Stone shattered. A wave of dark energy burst through the tunnel behind him. The temperature dropped instantly.

He reaches for my wrists. He produces a small silver key. He inserts it into the cuffs. The locks click. The weight falls away. I rub my wrists. The skin is pale and bruised. I feel lighter. But I feel more vulnerable. The chains were a cage. but they were also a barrier. "If I hear the doors open. I will come for you myself." Vane warns. He exits. The heavy oak doors thud shut. I hear the bolt slide into place. I am alone in his space.