Suicideboys Chains Novels & Stories

I pull at the chains, the silver eating into my flesh. “Oh come now, don’t be coy. That you are actually also mates with her twin sister…that her sister’s deteriorating health that led to her father’s death is your fault. That you led your first mate to suicide…I mean, shall I carry on?” The prick has a sadistic smile upon his face. I pull on the chains again, trying to break their hold on me but all they do is sink deeper into my skin. Burning more at my now raw flesh. “You know shit!” I roar out whilst pulling on the chains.

“Fuck you, Zeus! Do you hear me? and fuck these mother fucking chains!” I didn’t have to try hard. Once I took the chains in my hands they snapped. Almost like they couldn’t take anymore, they broke, and fell to the sides of my soulless body. Like Drake, my body disintegrated into dust and drifted away with the air. “Well… that image will remain in my head forever more. Damn!”

I said going on my tiptoes to kiss him lightly. "And so do I love myself." He joked. "But not as much as I love you." His lips met mine again and I took it all in. In these past months. I had found everything I never knew I wanted. Because The Bad Boy Thinks I'm Suicidal. -----------The End------------

Chains: I got up this morning and got ready for my day but didn't know what I was doing anymore. Everyday it is the exact same thing everyday I get up take a shower and go to the diner to see her after that I head to the club. Nobody knows how I feel about her hell I don't even think she knows. I spend most of my time sitting at a booth watching her from afar. I always get put in her section and I just order my food that is it. There is no small talk because I'm afraid if I put myself out there I won't survive being hurt again. To put it mildly I'm terrified of her rejecting me.

Sophie spoke warmly of her son, ruffling Alice’s hair. Marc turned his attention to his youngest sibling, “Chris, I need a word. My office in twenty minutes?” His brother was turning nineteen the next day, Chris had been struggling. To the outside world he was merely the quiet royal… to Marc… he was damaged, broken. He’d never truly been right since he came back from the Blackwood Pack, from his jail. Chris sighed, looking over to Trey a moment who gave Chris an encouraging nod. “Fine.” Chris stood from his place on the floor.

Many young girls were there, all tired, broken, and unconscious. I tried to move my hands some more, but couldn’t. There are giant chains around my hands; they must know that they will be strong enough to break free from the rope. This, on the other hand, didn't seem like a regular chain. It looked like the kind that held giant beasts captive. My heart rate accelerates, and my movements become more desperate. "HELP!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. "SOMEBODY HELP ME!" Damn Alexander! I will have my revenge.

“True, I don’t like the circles under her eyes. Can we take her to the medical centre? Or do you insist on keeping her here?” It surprised Cal as much as the healer with his strong emotional response to this inquiry. “No, she stays here.” Cal watched Jaxon with the chains. He was looking at them speculatively, and Cal knew his thoughts. Jaxon hadn’t witnessed Cal’s claim to her. However, Jaxon knew they weren’t the standard one-night issue chains kept for the curious to play at being a submissive. These were Cal’s personal chains. He placed on women he claimed for a time.

Ipinagsawalang bahala ko nalang ito at pumanhik pauwi. Sumaglit ako sa isang fastfood chain at nag take-out ng miryenda Hindi ko alam kung hanggang kailan si Thorn sa kanila kaya kailangan kong alagaan ang sarili. Kakauwi niya lang kasi sa kanila mula noong meeting, gusto raw siya makasama ng nanay niya. Hindi ko naman mapilit na manatili lalo na na tago ang pagbubuntis ko.

She cried about how much pain she was in. Declan immediately brought a bowl of chicken soup and knocked on my door. "Sierra, this is chicken soup my mom sent over. Drink some quickly to nourish your body."