The Chain Breaker: Rise Against Fate Novels & Stories

“No, please, not like this—” The priest smirked. “This is what loyalty costs.” But before the bond could be fully severed… Lyra grabbed the chain with her bare hand. And snapped it. --- The Moonbreaker Ascends A flash of silver light exploded from her body. The battlefield froze. The First Wolf’s voice echoed again — not in anger this time, but in awe. “The bond is unbroken. The flame awakened. She who bears both love and wrath shall rise.” Lyra rose from the center of the circle, her body align with divine flame. Not just the Moonbreaker…

Lana:" Hey, promise me that you would never leave me!" Kai Schneider:" Yes, I promise. " Lana:" If you broke the promise? " Kai Schneider::" Do you want to punish me?". Lana:" No, no. I won't do it." Kai Schneider:" Then, what is it?" Lana:" I would die after you leave me and you would never find someone else like me. Even though you do find her? She's not yours. " Kai Schneider:" Haha, you are joking. It's impossible. I am a heartbreaker, not a loser. Even if a man falls in love with me, that's impossible. I would be fine and not miserable like what you said. "

Alice's eyes darted away as she stammered, "I-I didn't! Why are you showing me your phone? I don't want it." "You resent me for advising you to break up with Ronan back then, so you can't stand seeing me happy. No matter who I date, you have to destroy it." Ronan was Alice's first boyfriend, but he was a reckless motorcycle rider who treated her terribly. Not only did he live off Alice's support, but he even hit her, which is why I strongly urged them to break up. However, after the breakup, Ronan became a famous motorcycle influencer, making tons of money from brand deals. Later, he even married a gorgeous female influencer.

My husband, Gideon Hale, returned from the war with barely a breath left in him. Yet despite his condition, he insisted on going to the palace and used his military achievements to secure a royal decree. I thought he had gone to obtain a noble title for me. I was ready to berate him for his foolishness, but the contents of the decree rooted me to the spot. [By royal decree, Gideon Hale, Marquis of Northguard, and his first wife, Clara Reinhart, are permitted to share a tomb.] Clara was my dearest friend from girlhood. My ears rang. I opened my mouth to demand an explanation, but before I could utter a word, Gideon breathed his last. I stood frozen until my son suddenly snatched the decr

His eyes were wide and frantic, his voice a breathy desperate pant. "Carrie, what's around your neck?" I looked down in surprise, "Nothing, except," I pulled lightly at the chain that I'd been wearing for months, "my pendent." He lunged at me, grabbing the chain from my hands and breaking it with a light snap. I let out a surprised yelp, as he ripped the chain from my neck, threw the pendant to the floor and crushed it under his boot. "What the fuck!?" I yelled, staring at the now shattered pendant mother Willow had given me the day Megan went missing.

Her eyes pleaded silently: Make it stop. It didn’t stop. A silent, concussive wave of power exploded from her. It didn’t feel hot or warm; it was absolute zero. It was a pure, cold rejection of all physical and political laws. The heavy oak table in the center of the room didn't just fall; it cracked down the middle, splintering along its grain with a sudden, devastating force. The glass in the heavy liquor cabinet shattered without a sound, reduced to shimmering dust that hung suspended in the air.

In a matter of time, the people at the cafe broke into whispers and mumbling. "Oh my God!", Hannah whisper-yelled. " Aiden Walters is back!" I saw him exit Blossombee taking one last look at me. "Who is he?", I asked Hannah, digging into my pancakes again. She looked at me with a serious expression and spoke " He is bad news, Haven. Aiden Walters is a part of Chains and Smokes- one of the most dangerous gangs in this town. Nobody in this town dares to even cross paths with him. He has a temper and it got him into trouble so many times. He almost killed Ryder, a member of his rival group. Four months back, he fled somewhere for some unknown reason. Nobody knows where he went or why. Now that

It humbled him. It shamed him because he had been so damn close to taking her pretty wrist in his teeth. With a roar, Sage hauled his arm back and let his fist fly at the unyielding marble tile of the shower. The smooth, polished square shattered on impact, breaking apart and crumbling down around his bare feet. Pain splintered into his hand and wrist, but he soaked it all in with relish, watching as droplets of his blood swirled down the shower drain.

He had to be with her when she was doing experiments, when she was in a bad mood, when it was her birthday… And now, even when I was on the verge of death, he still had to be with her! I was done with his favoritism. "Dominic Davis, I've got five steel rods through my body—I nearly died! Paige doesn't even have a scratch on her. You saw it with your own eyes! Do you really not know whose injuries are worse? Do you even realize the crash happened because she yanked the wheel from me?"

That figure in my mind was becoming clearer and clearer. The next day, the news broke that Ramsey Group had been sealed due to debt disputes. Mona and my father were trapped at the company entrance by creditors, a complete mess. Even better, the story of Mona secretly transferring money from my bank account was anonymously exposed online. Transfer records, security footage screenshots, and even an audio recording of her arrogantly threatening me were all released. Public opinion exploded instantly. [She stole her sister's money? That's disgusting!] [Bankrupt and still this arrogant? No wonder the creditors are after them.]