Shackled The Lord Series Novels & Stories

“I was hoping you would do that. This is a telescopic bar. It can elongate but will not shorten unless you know where to push.” I started panicking. I was immobilized with my legs spread wide—an invitation for my tormentor. Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. I stiffened. The dark lord moved closer, pulled the sheets from under me, and covered me with them. “Don’t be afraid,” he said with that same smirk on his face as he walked to the door.

KHLOE Outside the moon was round, perfect for everyone of her heightened Werewolf senses. As the shackles that been the soul of her wolf captive for more than weeks fell the ground, the animalistic side of her roused in strength of finally being freed The guard was distracted by trying to strangle the other maid and he was doing a good job at it but the maid appeared to be putting up the fight as she struggled with him. She stared past the guards shoulder and in her blurry vision she saw the beast and widened her eyes in shock.

The dungeon door closed again and I was left alone with Ramine's corpse for the second time. I tried to break out of the chains but it was useless just like before. During this time, I was nearly not as strong as I am right now. I had been rendered completely powerless because I would be unable to shift into my wolf thanks to the shackle around my neck. The shackle around my neck was no ordinary shackle. Alpha Waylen and Tanika were working hand in hand with an outcast witch. The witch had spelled the neck shackle so that as long as it was around my neck, it would lock in and restrain my wolf.

he screamed. “How the mighty has fallen, you said those very words when your brother pleaded that you spare his life, remember?” the man asked with a smirk on his face. “You can shout all day, no one can save you… our men have already neutralized your defenses, and your men are fleeing from the building, you are completely powerless.” “Lorenzo, how dare you step into my fortress? This is my territory!!” Cain yelled. “Hmm… you are not so much of a demon now, are you? Give me one reason why you poisoned the Scorpione Boss? Why did you kill your own brother?” Lorenzo growled angrily.

He was fast enough to dodge it thanks to his senses as lord. “You can't take me down that easily you bitch, I'm lord now.” Minrad smirked, ready to go physical. This was his time to show Asha what he was made of and the things he could do as lord. Frost charged at him with another huge frozen ball that he dodged again by lowering his head but Frost pulled a smarter move, knowing Minrad would have moved his head in that direction. He pulled out a knife and pierced it through Minrad’s head.

The air around the Shard was so dense with energy that Aris’s hair began to glow with a soft, violet bioluminescence. ​“I’ve got a lock!” she screamed, slamming the Containment-Cradle onto the Shard’s base. “But the Shard is 'Tethered' to the Inquisitors! If I pull it, I’m pulling the 'Power-Cord' on their entire network! They’ll all collapse onto this coordinate!” ​“Do it!” Killian’s voice was strained, his shadow-form being torn apart by the Inquisitor’s "Logic-Claws." “We’ll hold the line! Just get that Shard to the Vault!”

Carefully, almost reverently, she takes my limp hand from where it rests against my thigh and gently guides me to my feet. The heavy ropes from the night before are gone, leaving me free to move my limbs without restriction. I can physically walk around now. Technically, the lack of bindings means I have the physical freedom to attempt an escape, but Archie is anything but foolish. He may have ordered the ropes removed from my wrists, but the heavily armed guards stationed right outside my door haven't moved an inch.

Kayden sat atop the platform with Vera in his arms. Vera gently pushed him away. Then, while holding a cup of dark red liquid, she walked over and offered it to me. She smiled innocently, saying, "Ella, this is a toast to all the warriors. You'd be disrespecting us if you don't drink it." The surrounding werewolves began to chant. "Drink! Drink! Drink! If you don't drink, you're disrespecting the Darkwind pack!" The liquor had a strangely sweet and fishy smell to it.

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?”