Shackles Song Novels & Stories

The sadness on Kinsley's face was replaced by a smile full of love. To better look at Abigail's face, Kinsley sat beside the coffin. His eyes were puffy, and tears fell unnoticed. His hand touched the pale face and rubbed it gently as he said. "It's been 300 years since we haven't seen each other, Abigail. How are you there? Sorry I couldn't visit you all this time and put you in this cramped coffin. But I have no other choice. The time-freezing magic in this altar room kept me from coming. If someone enters, it will break the magic, and the time in this Altar will run normally, so your body will not survive the decay. Forgive me." Regret.

I felt like an animal being led to the slaughter. Sin's footsteps faded as she left me at the mercy of my captors. They shoved me into a small, enclosed space, the walls rising impossibly high. Magical chains wrapped around me, binding my limbs, and a heavy cloak was thrown over my head, disorienting me further. The cage was enchanted, designed to restrain shifters. I strained against the bonds, but it was no use. I sagged against the cold bars, the weight of despair pressing down on me. Tears stung my eyes as the reality of my situation hit home. I was a prisoner, accused of treachery, and worst of all, Garrick would think I had been killed, or even worse, abandoned him. I didn't know what

she admits, “but together maybe, with my strength, you can do what others might find impossible. You can stop us from falling and crashing. You can save us all--but we need to work together. You need to free me.” "Free you? But I haven't done..." And that is when I see it, wrapped around her ankle, a golden shackle, tying her down in my mind. She isn’t my partner–she’s my prisoner. But why would I trap my wolf? "I can only come as far forward as you'll let me. Until you let me go, we won't be able to shift enough to access your true strength."

/ I ask, confused. Halo sighs. /“I can see what you can see, Chloe Jane. I am your familiar, after all, so—”/ she stops abruptly and I’m about to ask what’s wrong when I hear footsteps approaching. Not only that, but it sounds like they’re dragging something. I try to sit up straight again, and the silver shackles bite into my wrists again. I suck in a sharp breath through clenched teeth and a stab of fear slices through me even more so than the silver on my wrists.

I whispered. The shack began to shake. The black wire sculpture unraveled. The wires shot out, wrapping around my wrists and ankles. Trap. THE SILENCERS The walls of the shack blew outward. I stood on the dais, bound by the black wires. From the field of black columns surrounding the shack, figures emerged. They weren't Hollow Men. They weren't clumsy skeletons of bone and wood. They were sleek. They looked like mannequins made of liquid mercury and obsidian glass. They had no

My whole body felt hot, like fire was running through my veins. Sierra gasped. “Lila, it’s working! Keep going!” I held onto the song inside me. My voice trembled, but I didn’t stop. “Open the path… break the chains… I am the song… I am the flame…” There was a loud crack, like the sound of thunder. Light burst around the cage. The magic locks glowed bright, then snapped with a sharp pop. “Lila!” Sierra screamed, running toward me. “Sierra!” I shouted.

Chapter 61: All I Have Ciara's POV The guards did not let me walk. They dragged me down the long, silent corridor, my heels scraping against the polished marble floor with each step. The sound echoed off the walls, loud and unrelenting, like a death march meant to announce my defeat. Their grip on my arms was iron hard. The enchanted shackles around my wrists bit into my skin, sending a constant, tingling burn up my forearms. It felt as if my very blood was rebelling against being bound, and the sensation only reminded me that I had no power here.

Lance’s voice said from the corner. Nora felt sick, she tried to turn her head away from him but she felt something heavy around it. It was a metal collar. Nora was completely shackled to the wall, she was propped up against. She hated him, rage burned in her stomach. She wanted to rip his head off of his body. She tried to call on her powers, she felt them stir but something suppressed them. She moved her arm and tried to tug on the metal shackles to break free. She then saw an iv port strapped to her inner arm. She looked at it confused.

We would be anywhere together. "Mother!" I yelled and then covered my mouth with my hand when she looked at me. Cedino's demeanor had provoked so much but it'd been a while since she got as mad as that. I couldn't say a word when she turned to me but I had to support my tears by bursting them out. Her scowls before then turned to a sorry face but she still couldn't help than stay where she was and watch me cry. I cried my eyes out.. thinking it would move her but she continued to stand with her head down. At her back was the vampire who continued to stumble with the shackles. No other person would be able to see the glowing part of the chain as he struggled to break them. It shines and shine