Shackled Book Novels & Stories

“Who.” The air dropped in an instant. Breath froze in their lungs, every candle guttering but never quite dying. The chamber seemed to fold inward, as if the walls themselves bent closer, pressing down on their ribs. Then, with a groan that echoed like bones breaking, the seal cracked. From its heart spilled shadow — but not like theirs. Not crow-black. Not familiar. This shadow was older, heavier, soaked in memory. Its edges gleamed red as if dipped in fire. A feather emerged. Long. Brittle. Stained faintly with blood.

I moved silently like a shadow, knowing exactly where to go. My father had once spoken of a section few people ever visited. Books on the supernatural, the forbidden, and the long-abandoned bloodlines. I ran a finger across the shelves until it stopped at a cabinet tucked behind an iron pillar, half-hidden by a torn curtain. The lock was old, rusted. I sucked in a breath, drawing the blade from my boot and pried it open with a soft click. Inside, wrapped in brittle cloth and bound with a vine that had long since dried and curled into itself, sat a journal.

A PAWN & A KING ~ALICE’S POV~ I was still standing there, staring at the door Noah had just walked through, trying to piece my sanity back together. But that was the thing about sanity. Once it cracks, it doesn’t take much to shatter. A low groan cut through the silence. I turned slowly, my stomach flipping as I saw Edward stir on the floor. Another groan, and he rolled onto his side, wincing as he dragged himself up onto his elbows.

Alesya looked at Bianca and held both hands expectantly. Alesha's hands trembled at Bianca's words, 'Why are my hands shaking? Was my heart terrified of turning away from Steven? But it is impossible. We have been in a relationship for one year. Our love is not that fragile. God, keep my heart and heart together. I'm terrified.' Alesha thought.

"Tie him up quickly!" Huan felt the iron shackling his hands and feet again, now more. His hands were stretched upwards and his legs were spread wide open, so he could feel the cold air trickling down his asshole. He then felt iron shackling his stomach, neck, thighs and arms. He couldn't move at all now. And cold air freely invaded his body. He couldn't even move to shiver. "Make sure his body is clean. Did you clean his stomach?" another man asked.

Jared's study has a nine vast bookshelf, astonishing, there are various types of books, and just like the library, there are classified labels. Scarlet walked forward and backward with one hand on her jawline. In any case, it's still not sleep time. She smiled like a little cat and moved one hand to and fro on the bookshelf. Suddenly, a dim brown bookcase on the shelf grabbed her eye. Scarlet brought down the book, her eyes brimming with curiosity. A book without a title. Also no profile, nothing. It looks like a naval force brown shell. Scarlet couldn't move her eyes from the book, the book seemed to have sorcery power, inciting her to get it.

We need to get Justoedith out of this place. —Press the button!— Do it now! It costs you nothing! Valack yells, pounding on the glass mass of his cell with two hands. "He has an incentive for you and you won't get it for free," Sasha says harshly. — What does the book do? "How do you treat the book?" the tracker yells brutally, repeating the redhead's investigation. Valack falls silent, which irritates me. Tell us!” I interest, feeling outrage and disappointment building inside me.

Bo says, looking up at the sky. Iselyn and I help Delia gather the children, while Gray, Bo and the elders get to work setting everything and everyone into place before the moon reaches its peak. When Delia and the children are gone and the rest of the pack is chained to the trees, Gray and Bo take Iselyn and I a little farther out than the rest. “You’ll be okay,” Gray tells me, as he locks the thick metal clamp around my neck. I only nod in response. Much harder than I hope too.

by then we had gotten to the cleaned up cage. Nodding gratefully, I stepped into the cage, and watched as she shut the door behind her. Eclipses made my wolf go feral, and this time around, there was need for the shackles on the ground. There were reinforced titanium and steel, suitable for holding my wolf down. "Do you need anything else?" She asked. I had the urge to ask her if she knew about the library, the books in them and the princess I'd seen in there. But I hesitated. I wasn't sure who to trust anymore.