Pirate Chains Novels & Stories

Chapter nine Laura pov “I’m gonna fuck you so hard they’ll hear you screaming my name, Jett.” His thumb dragged across my lower lip, slow and rough. His wet mouth brushed my ear, my voice low and shaking. “I’m begging you… please.” He pulled back, jaw clenched so tight I could see the muscle jumping. His eyes were black with fury and something even worse need. For a second, I thought he might lose it completely. Then, like a switch flipped, he reached up and unlocked the chains around my wrists.

Martin slithered chuckling through the opening between the door and Jack. “I am your only cousin.” Jack rolled his eyes as he closed the door and came to take a seat but before he could Martin stood up scratching his head- “Cousin, the chains are in the cart outside.” They went and bought the chains inside. Jack put one of them beside Mira to check. “Very pretty.” Mira nodded in satisfaction. Everything was as she saw in her mind… even the nail head that was made to adjust the chain height which was the shape of rising phoenixes was perfect.

I couldn't remember feeling trapped this much before, while that silent scream echoed in my mind. Elvis is here, with all the memories of who I used to be and who I could have become. Now, in this gilded cage called my marriage, I wonder if I will ever be free. There, at least.

Because not everyone had accepted the new crown. Not everyone had bowed. “Three military enclaves in the Pacific still refuse integration,” Wren reported, her voice clipped, precise. “They’ve issued their own sovereignty under the name The Sovereign Ring.” Clara’s fingers danced across the data screen. “Encryption protocols were stolen. They’re mimicking Architect code, Ivy.” My stomach twisted. “Who leads them?” A silence. Then Lucien spoke, his voice dark as gunmetal. “Your cousin.” My mouth went dry. “Valen?”

The freed wolf’s head jerked up, ears flattening, a low growl vibrating from its chest. And then the chains came. Not iron, not steel, but shadows—vast, spectral chains that writhed out of the ground like serpents. They coiled through the air, each link etched with runes that burned violet. They didn’t just bind; they hungered, dragging the air down with them, suffocating, crushing. At their center stood Aravelle.

Replied the pirate. “Wish Fulfilled, don’t attack, you’re a king now and you don’t want any unwanted attention on you.” Whispered Dream Chaser. “Then what should I do?” asked Kariya. Dream Chaser used her power to make a Red Raiders poster and walked over to the pirate’s table. “Hello Mr. Sky Pirate, can you sign this?” asked Dream Chaser holding up the poster. The pirate received a pen from his friend and signed the poster Jaque Cline.

I asked before pouring another shot at my glass. "Girl, maybe you are the only one who does not know him. FYI he is just the head of Villa Cruz Construction Company. You really got a big fish," she mumbled. "He's the one who caught a big fish. B*tch I am Cassandra Monasterio, daughter of Deyniel Monasterio, the heiress of Monasterio Worldwide," I stated, full of my self. MW is the biggest hotel chain here in the Philippines, we also have 66 branches worldwide.

‘Could it be that the so-called master has been hiding in the forbidden area? Then, eight more chains appeared from the forbidden area one after another, in addition to the one that went after Lorraine, there were nine chains in total. Except for the one that came first, the other eight chains flew randomly over the forbidden area, like a tentacled monster. Nova and the other seniors of the Iridescent Sect felt their scalps tingling. On the contrary, the four sisters were very excited. After a while, the chain that went after Lorraine returned, and there was a person on the end of it.

They both share a passionate exchange of true love and heat, but also one that is illegal and condemned by the society of Kales and most of Sky World. The dungeon has a wall with multiple chains that extend out. These dark links are meant to leash someone by the throat so they cannot escape. There are multiple ones that come up from the ground as well meant to restrain the wrist of whoever is the captive. In this case, Salavanta is chained from the bottom of her throat and the hems of her wrist. The metal restraints are so tight that they begin to dig in her skin, forming red lashes and even some bleeding upon her body. The pirate sits up upon the metal wall, back facing it while her eyes ar

Facing these semi-Empyreans, who were far beyond their league, the pirates had no hope of resistance. Alden panicked. He had relied on the hostages as his last resort and they were about to be taken away. It all happened so fast, and he struggled to comprehend it. "You're the leader, correct? Why have you been targeting ships in this area? Talk," Alexander interrogated Alden coldly, stepping forward. Pirates operated in organized teams with clear roles. These people were just pawns, handling the dirty work. With a defiant smirk, Alden replied, "Haha! Are you crazy? I'm a pirate. Of course, I target and rob ships."