The Chain Kindle Novels & Stories

The clear crystal that was attached to it acted like a prism amidst the lighting from the myriad of fallen lamps that surrounded them. “He didn’t know what material to make the chain of. Normally it would be silver, but he wasn’t sure if you could tolerate it, so he went with platinum.” “I owe him,” Jasper said in a soft voice as he slid the chain over his neck. A small jolt of energy consumed his body almost immediately. Lila smiled as she asked, “Did you feel it?” When he nodded, she pulled out a more delicate looking chain for herself and slid it over her head. “Wow,” she softly whispered. “I’ll never grow tired of the wonder of magic.”

Slowly, I tilt my head, my eyes focusing on the strange, beautiful pattern now etched into my skin. It’s not just a faint bruise anymore; it’s something more. The mark has grown bolder, its fiery pattern glowing against my skin. Tendrils of flame, rich and molten gold, curl and intertwine, creating an intricate design that seems to pulse with its own light. I can almost feel the warmth radiating from it, as if my skin had been kissed by fire. The flames seem alive, dancing with a mesmerizing energy that draws me in, making it impossible to look away.

"She was here just days ago when she gave me warnings. What happened?" We searched every corner of the cabin, Lucas methodically, me with a growing sense of panic. We checked the small pantry, the rickety bed tucked into the corner, even the dusty old chest in the attic. Nothing. The only thing we found was a chain, nestled in a velvet-lined box hidden beneath a loose floorboard. It was made of intricately woven silver, shimmering with an ethereal, moonlit glow. Looking closely, I realized it wasn’t one chain at all, but something that could be separated into three distinct pieces.

Maybe she went to Pineyard," Aron suggested. "No, there was no fuel in the trunk, and she has no money," Chelsea replied. Ezra looked up at her and asked, "What kind of fight did you have?" Chelsea was quiet. "Is it a fight that she just went to cool off?" "Liam bought baby things, which she refused, but I accepted because she was being lazy and lying on the couch." Chelsea tried to speak but was cut short when Ezra tried to run the wheelchair at her. Chelsea quickly ran behind Aron.

Lillian's POV Marcus trailed behind me as I entered Luis Vuitton. He settled on a couch while I headed to the counter, searching for jewellery when a wristwatch caught my eye. Nicole, my shopper, immediately approached me with a smile. "Hi Lillian, looking for something?" she asked. "Can I take a look at this watch?" I pointed to a black and gold wristwatch. Nicole retrieved it from the glass case and handed it to me. "A gift?" she inquired.

Soft. Final. — Silence. Not empty silence. Structured silence. The kind that feels arranged rather than natural. My hand lifted slowly. Fingers finding the chain resting against my neck. It was still warm. Not from me. From contact. From placement. From intention. I pulled it forward into my palm. Studying it now—not as jewelry. But as an instrument. — The design was too precise. Too balanced. Too intentional. My thumb traced along the chain. Slow. Controlled.

He felt it of course, curling his fingers until my thighs quivered. “Beg,” He demanded. “Please,” I gasped, voice cracking. “Please daddy, let me finish.” He chuckled, satisfied. He pulled his hand free again, smearing my wetness across my inner thigh. “Not tonight princess. Tonight you’ll understand just who owns you.” The chain around my neck loosened suddenly and the collar slipped into his palm. He pocketed the item, straightening his suit like nothing had happened while I was left trembling against the SUV.

There was a loud rumble, and the old man flew off. "You're dead!" the skeletal old man roared. He moved in a flash and tried to escape in the opposite direction. "Do you think you can escape?" Chase sniggered and put his hands together to form a finger chant. An ancient formation appeared. "Major Five Elements Chain!" Round-shaped runes appeared in the air and began to hook and coil one another to form a thick, metal chain. It shot out like a venomous snake. These chains were refined with Chase's true energy and were incredibly fast. They almost caught up to the skeletal old man in an instant.

"You didn't need to get me anything." "I know but I thought with you moving and I know how much you miss us, that this would help." He said as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a silver chain. He handed it to me, and I held it up. It was beautiful. It had our initials on it. KFC. "It's an anklet so you can always have us with you and your initials are in the middle because Konner and I will always protect you." "It's beautiful." I held it up, and the moon's light glinted off of it, and this was the first piece of jewelry I wanted to wear. "You do know that you just spelled out KFC with this."

He gestured for her to open it. She hesitated for a moment before reaching out and lifting the lid. Inside lay a silver chain, simple and elegant, with a single solitaire-like gem resting delicately at its center. "It's not a diamond," Nate clarified, scratching the back of his head as if embarassed. Sera smiled. "It's beautiful nevertheless," she replied, gazing at the chain in awe. The girl took it out to realise the chain was too short for her neck.