Novel & Cerita Shackled The Lord Series

He set her on a wooden table adjacent to the hot bath. On the table was a large map showing countries, continents, oceans, seas, mountains, and names of numerous planes. He placed her beside the map and fastened her hands and legs to the table shackles. Zipporah waved him aside and sauntered to the edge of the table where the nymph's head lay, she took out a dagger and began to chant eerie words as she held the knife poised to strike. "My lord! My lord!" a dwarf ran into the room.

The sun dipped below the horizon, leaving behind an eerie silence, broken only by the distant echo of shackles and the haunting memory of a ruler's merciless decision. The lords were taken aback by the horrendous act before them, yet, as always, their courage failed them, leaving them mute and unable to utter a single word. Erick stood up from his imposing iron throne and exited the room, leaving the lords and councilors alone in his wake. The tension in the air was palpable, a reflection of the unease that had settled among them. Lord Harrington cleared his throat, his eyes casting furtive glances around the room as if seeking support. "Gentlemen," he began tentatively, "we cannot simply st

“Depends, who’s asking.” The man tilted his head, studying me like I was something displayed in a shop window. “My lord requires your presence.” I let out a sharp laugh, though it sounded thinner than I liked. “Right. And I require another drink and a good lay, but you don’t see me dragging strangers off the street. Why don’t you run back to your lord and tell him I’m busy?” I stepped back, ready to turn the corner and leave this creep in the shadows where he belonged, but I didn’t make it two steps. A sharp, stunning blow slammed into the back of my head. The world lurched violently, my knees buckled, and I went down hard.

The chateau had been standing there for ten generations without collapsing but now it's nothing more but an abandoned building. "A new Lord assumed control over Emberfalls days after your family's demise, isn't that right?" Nikolai asked as we drove into town. We had touched down into the UK after an eight hours flight. "His name's Lord Richard," I answered. "He's been in a long-standing political conflict with my father for years over the kingdom's ownership." Nikolai lit up a cigarette. "Tell me what happened after that night?" I turned to stare at Nikolai. "Lord Richard falsely accused me of murdering my family. He denied me a trial to prove my innocence. Instead he locked me away in his

Once I was sat down, I said to the king, "Thank you." After an hour, the guard returned with two other guards dragging Larry by the arms, wearing special shackles that prevented him from using mana, casting spells, or changing forms. The two guards dragged Larry up to the king and dropped him to his knees. Larry looked up at the king and asked, "Father, what's the meaning of this?!" Without realising it, Larry's eyes were still in their pink state for the king to see, "I can see you actually had pink eyes this whole time."

“Who are they?” “They’re with me. Just take us in, Duncan.” Duncan looked them over once more and though the wariness hadn’t left his eyes, he lowered his blade and pulled out a shackle from his pocket. “Sorry but you’ll have to put this on.” He threw it at his chest and Jack grabbed it before it could fall. He frowned but locked it around his wrists without a complaint. If anything happened, he was capable of breaking them, so it didn’t matter. “Done.”

She shouldn't be turned on by his voice especially when her life was at risk. She blinked innocently with a nod. "Yes, my lord." Her voice shook against her throat as the words left her mouth. He grabbed her hair and instead of her being angry or scared, she found herself melting into his hold, and when her knees hit the ground. She melted completely as pleasure pull into her core.

I stretch, reaching my hands above my head and rotating my neck, hearing the ever so familiar crack as it releases the tension look down and see the familiar shine of silver around my wrists, and I sigh. It's been six years since that day, and only mere weeks after the incident, these shackles were put on as punishment. I'm bound with silver, which has over time, locked away my wolf side - including the consciousness of my wolf, Seles. It's been ages since I could hear her in my mind, and I've missed the company of her every single second. We worked so hard to be what we were, and now we've been reduced to nothing because I failed to protect the Alpha and Luna.

But the problem was that Gordon was very smart and evil. Tudor believed that he should have been even more evil. There was no other way but to find Gordon's pack and attack them. He had to be able to withstand Gordon's attacks on his flock. While waiting for the next special slave to be ready for harvest. *** Sera walked calmly back to her room. But when she passed the research room, her steps stopped. Several bodyguards carrying a slave entered the room. The guards bowed respectfully when they saw Sera. "What's his name?" asked Sera.