Shackled Book Novels & Stories

She never knew monsters were real—until she signed on the dotted line. Hidden behind the power and brutality of the Bratva is an ancient bloodline of wolves. Feared by enemies and loyal only to their own, they live by one unbreakable law: protect the pack at any cost. He is one of their deadliest. Cold, ruthless, and born to command, the golden-eyed wolf has spent his life controlling the beast beneath his skin. But that control begins to fracture when he encounters a beautiful stranger who awakens something inside him—something primal, possessive, and impossible to deny. She has no knowledge of his violent world or the supernatural power sleeping within her. Yet the closer she

He panted, pointing at the corner of his chamber. I didn't know what he meant by that, but I walked over there and found the book. Once I pulled it out, the whole bookshelf moved, opening a secret room hidden behind it. I gasped and looked at Sariel, hoping for more instructions. "Take the shackles…" he said faintly while stabbing his claws into the bed frame. "If I am to bite you, I need something to restrain my strength…"

Maybe it was a safe room. I decided to explore this place and came across a bookshelf. Ah, finally the reading glasses are starting to make some sense. Although I guess, the magic book correlates to it as well. Whatever, I am kind of slow today. I approached the bookshelf and skimmed through the book titles. It looked like a book collection of history books. They all had that ‘end of times’ title. I shall take some of those with me then. While I was walking around aimlessly, getting my fingerprints on everything in the room, I came across an old door which was chained and locked with a deadlock.

There was also some other things with funny shapes ones I didn't even want to know where they went. I held the golden balls in my hand and wondered what they were for. Some of the things in here I have seen at th club and the others where just a mystery to me, I saw things I didn't even know existed. There was other things on the shelf below but I had seen enough. There was also a bookshelf with actual books in them. I took the first book I saw and read out the title, it was a book by Shayla Black called Wicked Ties. I had never even heard of the author. My phone vibrated in my pickets, I saw that it was Bradley.

She had thought that after she faked her death and left Shaunterpolis, she would never have anything to do with Adam again. To think that she would end up reuniting with him online! On top of that, Adam was making himself seem so guilty and loving toward his “dead” wife. What right did he have to do that? Ginnie shut her eyes, calmed herself, and turned to Sirius. “It’s nothing. I was just daydreaming. What can I do for you?” Sirius said mysteriously, “Do you remember me telling you that I love drawing in my spare time?”

Restricted Archives. The sign should have been enough to stop me.It wasn’t.I descended. The temperature dropped with every step, until the air itself felt sealed away from the rest of the world. At the bottom, a single table sat beneath a flickering torch, covered in books that looked older than anything I had ever seen. One title stood out. The Fall of the Shadow Queens. My breath slowed as I opened it.The pages were fragile, the ink faded but still legible.Illustrations showed figures surrounded by living darkness, not casting shadows but commanding them as extensions of themselves.

The Gifted Hybrid. I was stunned at the title. It took my interest. I tried to flip the cover of the book but it won't open. I frowned when I saw something surround the book. Like there was a spell covering it. I put the book down on my bed when I saw something left inside the black box. There was a big gold anchor/ship wheel necklace that just fit my hands. It glowed when in contact with my hands. I feel like the necklace is mine because the scythe was also glowing. I took the scythe and looked as it shines so bright. I let out a gasp when the scythe transformed into a round object. Then I noticed the cover of the book, it has a hole round shape in it and an anchor then ship wheel in it.

I murmured, wiping it clean with a tissue. The book was bound in black leather, its cover adorned with a golden chain that resembled shackles. It exuded an air of mystery and darkness. Curiosity piqued, I traced my fingers along the intricate chains. Swallowing hard, I attempted to read the title, but the words were unfamiliar. Flipping it open, I was met with pages filled with an unrecognizable language. I tried to decipher it, even searching online for clues, but nothing matched. As I flipped through the pages, my attention was drawn to a small bookmark tucked inside. Someone had been reading this.

This felt like it was vibrating on the page and she could not help but touch it. A light electric shock struck her hand and a warning appeared on the page, “This book is meant for the eyes of the Holy Clan. None but those whom are members of the clan may read this book. Great protections shroud this book and anyone defying this requirement will find themselves turned to stone.”

Zara stood in the dark alley behind the diner,the ground was wet from the rain, and the air smelled like old garbage. A loan shark named Marco pinned her against the brick wall,he pressed his forearm hard against her throat. “You owe twenty grand, Zara,” Marco said. His breath smelled like stale cigarettes. “Your boyfriend ran away, but you signed the papers,pay up or we break your legs.” Zara tried not to shake,she forced her chin up. “I just need two weeks,I can get the money.”