Shackled The Lord Series Novels & Stories

He suddenly commanded," place a heavy shakle on him." A minute after he had given that order, a shackle was immediately brought and hung on Broderick's neck. It was so heavy that Broderick doubt if he would be able to stand. It was as if an heavy weight was placed on him. One literally have to commit treason against the country before shackles can be placed on them. The shackles is like a big chains whose weight is heavier that a stone. "Henceforth, you will serve as my slave. You will be able to walk freely in the palace attending to me at my call," Nolan said.

His voice was so hoarse that it made my ears sting, "I wondered why that thing didn't scoop out your heart. Turns out, your blood was the best shield..." …… I woke up drenched in sweat, back in my bed. It was a week before the Haunts world descended. The gold bar from last night's burial was still heavy in my pocket.

"Don't be ridiculous, Terrence, and stop using such an awful word! You're treating me like a goddamn villain!" Terrence couldn't help smirking "But you look like a hot villain right now. And I'm eager to surrender if you use your deadly charms on me." "Hmm.." Athena began poking her fingers into his chest with a devilish grin. "You're aware that I've got mood swings from time to time right?" "U-huh!" He nodded.

Chapter 7 : I'll Slit Both Your Throats “ We are not trying to play dumb with you but your son is under a spell ”, Sharon went straight to the point. Silence reigned between them for some minutes as the Lord stared at them as though they had said something stupid and then they heard him chuckle, which made them frown. “ What's funny ” Danielle asked. “ My guards will escort you both out of my mansion. I'm letting you go because I am in a good mood ”. The Lord said in a calm voice, “ Sarah, make me blood tea ”. He said to the servant, who immediately left.

he replied, his eyes gleaming with ambition. Without warning, Lord Varnaak unleashed a wave of illusions, making it seem as though the king was surrounded by multiple versions of himself. King Radia, caught off guard, stumbled back, his powerful blows swinging wildly but hitting nothing. Lord Varnaak seized the opportunity, conjuring a shard of ice that glinted in the torchlight. The king, unaware of his weakness, didn't react in time as the shard pierced his side. He stumbled, his strength waning as the cold spread through his veins.

“Keighley is an Old English name. Something like woodland. I am not sure.” “Do they drink beer or ale?” Xandry laughed. “I agree to disagree, though, but it sounds like a big deal to me because they have this title crest on their arms. I’m still trying to wrap my head around the fact that you are an adopted son of an English lord.” I shook my head. “Father was. I’m a bloody nobody.” “It’s good to get out behind the shadow finally, is it?” My gaze snapped to Sean, sitting in the barstool with Bash Hughes.

"The city lord had invested a huge sum of money on inviting a forging grandmaster to make these God-imprisoning Shackles. How could they be crushed like dough?" "Oh my god, is this young man a god?" "Maybe you should be tortured by these devices. I think vicious women like you often used them to torture those innocent people." As Ding Hao took a step forward, the shackles on his ankles broke with a click. "You..." When the sixth miss came back to life, she looked pale. She turned into a stream of light and was about to escape. As Ding Hao waved his hand gently, an invisible force surged out. Although the sixth miss had escaped to the door, she was pulled back by the invisible force. She stru

“Because ya never know when the tickle monster may take him over.” The three pup’s eyes went wide and looked up at Shadow who was pretending to fight being taken over by the tickle monster. “Run, pups, run.” He feigned falling on the floor. “We protect you sissy!” Rebel and Ryder yelled and pounced on Shadow shifting into their wolf form and started nipping at him.

The man was standing over Barlion, dragging the covers off of his body before he started shaking him. Panic immediately took over and I tried to fight my legs to stand but it was all in vein. "Barlion... Barlion, wake up... BARLION." Lord Jeremy kept calling out, shaking his nephew by the shoulders. "Get away from him." I whispered but I doubt he heard me. He just kept shaking Barlion. To my relief, Sir Shadow came quick amd from the blood running down his nose, I could tell that Lord Jeremy fought his way to get here.

“My L-lord… even if I'm going to die, eventually; don't I deserve to know why? It's not like I did anything bad to deserve any of these cold treatments you're giving me. Or… did I?“ Freya was suddenly very pissed and frustrated. She was sick and tired of playing games and she didn't mind if he decided to kill her for trying to get answers from him. The Lord stopped in his tracks and turned back to look at her. His face showed a little emotion for perhaps the first time—but Freya couldn't name it. He stared straight into her eyes like he was trying to make sense of what she said. And then they heard a gasp. Freya moved her head to see who it was, and saw that it was two girls who were about h