The Cage Of Love Novels & Stories

"You don't listen, let's go." "Let me go, I need to free the girl in the cage.'' She tries to pull from Craig "Stop struggling with me, let's go." "I am not going, if you don't want to help me then leave me." "Fine, where is she?" "Over there." With just one push the cage is open. "Let's go." He drags her. "Can't you see she can't move?" Cathy asked him. "How is that my freaking business?" Craig is mad, he is losing blood but Cathy is making it hard for him

Writhing on the ground in agony, she yelled, "Christopher, now that I've done this for you, can you forgive me? "If not, I can sever the other tendon too. I don't care if I become crippled. I'll do it!" Before I could speak, Claire picked up the razor off the ground and slashed her left arm, also severing a tendon. Enduring unbearable pain and drenched in sweat, she looked at me. "Christopher, can you forgive me? You're the only family I have left in this world. I can't lose you. "I'm sure Mom and Dad wouldn't want us to die hating each other either."

Yet here, wrapped in warmth, the weight lifts just a little. My mind drifts to one those paintings and I clear my throat. “Perseus?” “Yes, Eleanor?” “Who’s C. Cage?” His body stiffens for a moment but he remains calm. His fingers fiddle absently with my hair. “Cassandra Cage,” he says softly. “My mother.” “Oh…” I want to ask if she’s still alive, if Ravon was right and Perseus killed her. He’s cursed to destroy those he lovesand now he says he loves me. Would he do the same to me?

The truth was that I needed answers and only Cage could give them to me. I heard the sounds of the reporters outside. It was obvious that my home would be the first stop they'd make. I grabbed the document from his hand and signed off my signature on it. I was agreeing to this madness. To marry a man I had never seen. He took the document from me and said, "We've got company." "I know. I can hear them." Cage really looked at me. He cocked his head slightly with an answer. "I didn't mean that kind. I smell shadow demons and as always they are hungry. Hungry for you."

he recalls with a laugh. ‘Caged’ By Martha Magdalena This cage my life Me useless to change it I know every corner of the cage I don’t know my capturers But I know their rules I know the consequences They want me to entertain them But I won’t Faces pressed to the window Cameras in their hand They search the cage for me They read the sigh Which has no insight to me They leave snacks in plain sight Wanting me to come out To give in to temptation But I won’t I am in control of my actions

Cage ordered. Addie did as he said. She removed all her clothes and then put the cut on. While she was putting it on, Cage had stripped off all his clothes. "Damn, if that ain't a sight!" He groaned. He pulled her to him, and his lips crushed hers. He poured all his emotion into that kiss. His hands ravaged her body, seeing her in his club leather did something to him. A possession like he'd never felt before hit him. Cage spun her around and pushed her over the bed. His hands grabbed her hips and pulled her back into him. His eyes couldn't leave the words that said "Property of Cage". He never knew it would feel like this to have an old lady.

“This isn’t a prison. You can't keep me against my will.” “No,” he agreed, his voice hauntingly calm. For a split second, I felt a wave of relief, but it vanished the moment he finished his sentence. “It’s worse.” He turned and walked toward the massive front doors, leaving me standing in the cold light, surrounded by his silent army. I looked back at the gates, now far in the distance, and realized the truth. The cage was beautiful, and the bars were made of silk and stone, but it was a cage nonetheless.

"I never intended for him to get hurt. You were supposed to be the one lying in that bed! Not him! I love Cole, I would never hurt him!" A hysterical laughter tore from my throat. "Love? You talk about love when you almost pulled out his life support for your selfish purposes." "That's only because he wouldn't get out of your spell! Why else would he show signs of life only when your cheap filthy hands touched him? I wanted to put him out of his misery!" Adrenaline pumped through me, making my blood so hot I could feel the hotness in my own body. "Cage was supposed to plan a shoot out and take you somewhere! Anywhere! But then Cole sullied his body by fucking you. He was even smelling of you

She was mine now, bound by forces far stronger than simple captivity. The curse that had stolen her wolf would ensure she could never truly leave me. And perhaps, in time, she would understand that some cages were built not to imprison, but to protect. Even if the thing they protected her from... was me.

Alex muttered, his voice thick with lust as he fingered her faster. Her muffled whimper echoed in the small tiled room. She bit her palm to keep from crying out, but the pleasure was overwhelming. Her legs trembled as Henry sucked harder on her nipple, pulling it into his mouth, while Ryan’s lips moved along her neck, biting and kissing until her skin burned. Alex pushed deeper, scissoring his fingers inside her, and Bella nearly collapsed, her thighs squeezing tight around his hand. Ryan held her up, one hand gripping her waist, the other sliding under her skirt to feel her shaking hips.