Tails Imprisoned Novels & Stories

The jewelry was violet and glistened like glass. "I know you'll love this birthday gift, Nicole." My gaze drifted past the necklace, settling on his chiseled face. Those deep eyes were brimming with affection for me. It might have been a flattering touch on the handsome man, if not for the agonized cries outside my cage. "I didn't feel like eating. It has nothing to do with them." The fruit on the table had been sitting out for hours, its skin just starting to turn. To him, that was reason enough to order their hands and feet chopped off. They would eventually be thrown into the sea to feed whatever fauna lurking in its waters.

Demien announced before swiftly vanishing with Keilah. His henchman shot me a feral snarl before darting out the door in pursuit. I continued to strain against the chains with all the might of my alpha willpower. Every fiber of my being screamed in protest as I fought against the unyielding metal, the veins in my arms bulging with exertion.

I made the end for the sailors who followed my call quick, and I liked to think I provided them something beautiful to look upon at the end if their mortal life. Caliope and Cassandra were different. I pitied any poor sailor who discovered their lair. They enjoyed prolonging the suffering of their victims. The worked together to inflict torture of the mind and soul before finally making their fatal blow. I shuddered at the thought of seeing them. But I knew now that we had no choice. I could feel Finn’s gaze on me, I gave the hand that still rested on my hip a reassuring squeeze before nodding my compliance to Até.

Now I was in a pretty dark place, behind the stage "Now smile and walk gracefully to the middle of the stage!" I wasn't smiling and I wasn't walking gracefully. I dragged myself to the middle of the stage and saw a bunch of men with tux screaming and whistling. "This is one of the best girl we got today gentlemen!" Said the men. "Her name is Bambi Sivan. She is only 17 years old and... the best thing about her is that she is still a virgin!!! She is the first virgin that we got here in the past 5 months." That guy yelled and people started screaming their prices.

Finrir's eyes softened as he thought for a moment, then looked down. After a moment, he turned to the cage and looked at Trent. "And you? Why are you in here?" Trent, signing to the group for the first time, replied, "I was falsely accused of stealing. Well, I stole, but they claimed I took much more than I did, which was only enough to eat." The black-tailed merman's black tattoos circled around his eyes, and Finrir wondered if the tattoos enhanced his vision.

Lambo trained with her at the same time in Atlanta when they were still 10, and they finished training at the same time too, though they were three, but the boy (Denzel) ran away from Atlanta one month before the end of training. Since then, no one knows his whereabouts. They got to the Capture Zone, and Lambo opened the door. They went in at once, and true to her words, Tiger was already awake on the chair he was chained to. The chains dug into his skin already as a result of the tightness, and his blood was already dripping. Sylvester and Taylor are in. "Hey, I know you're trying to get something from me, but tying me up like this is cruel, I'm not a goat" Tiger said, and Sylvester laughed

Mateo knew Andres had been assigned to train him in New York before he left the Philippines. Ainara’s jaw tightened. “I’m working.” Mateo nodded slowly. “Right. Work.” He looked at Tasha. “You’re her friend?” “Colleague,” Tasha said, cool and protective. “Well,” Mateo said, stepping back, “enjoy Palawan. It’s good to see you.” Ainara nodded but didn't say anything else. He walked away. Tasha turned to her. “You okay?” Ainara exhaled. “I’m fine.”

His gaze was a storm, wild and unrelenting. “You won’t,” he hissed. “Because men like him don’t want reconciliation. He doesn’t want to hold you, to say he’s sorry. He wants to use you—just as every man in this world has tried to do.” His thumb pressed against her lips, silencing her. “I won’t allow it.” Aria’s breath shuddered. “You can’t cage me forever.” His mouth twisted into a smile that was equal parts menace and heartbreak. “Watch me.”

Master strolled to the wall and picked a pair of black handcuffs connected with a silver chain to a collar. “Today we will play using some restrictions, you can touch it.” Arya touched the strange construction, the inner part of the handcuffs was soft as well as in the collar. “As you will soon see it will be comfortable to use. Lift your hair Omega.” Arya lifted her loose hair and felt how a collar has been placed on her neck. “Now turn around and give me your hands.” In a twinkling her hands were locked behind her back. She felt the restraint but it wasn’t painful.

I needed to communicate to Tyler where and when I will be free today, I missed the previous night, he must be mad at me. Still stretching out on the bed, I still could not reach out to my phone. I turned my head to the side and saw a huge painting by the wall. It was a man who I recognized, Mariano the most notorious ruthless mafia leader. Some say he is a tyrant, others say he is a psychopath and a maniac.