Unchained Novels & Stories

. "With you currently or back home?" Ivan said kneeling to be eye level with Frank's child-like frame. "Well, both actually?" Frank asked bluntly. "You just experienced an episode of PTSD. You've been getting them on and off for the past few months. I don't know what is triggering it but we've been working through them. As for back home..." Ivan looked down to the dirt as if begging the ground to answer for him. "Ivan just says it, I can handle it." Frank said placing his hand on Ivan's shoulder. "We lost contact with them about 6 months ago. The last thing James was able to get to us was not to return until they came for us. So in short it is bad and due to protecting the girls we're stuck

Tony was still chained, and he stood there watching us as the other three men worked on his chains. "Any idea what they were after?" Tony asked the Alpha. "I have never heard of an attacking group simply chaining up Enforcers. They usually try to kill them outright. I am glad I am alive, but it just doesn't make sense to me."

*Castle of Shadows* Sarene DeMarco I leaned my hip against the grand marble windowsill overlooking the night veranda deep in thought. I had dawned my sleep wear for the day ahead. It was near midnight but she wasn’t ready for sleep. Our people were able to experience the sun from over the horizon and that was it before it peaked fully in the sky but in doing so had its’ effects. It slowed our ability to function. Our thoughts always a mess and vision blurs. In my opinion it sucked. The sun begins to rise around six o’clock in the morning which in itself five o’clock horizon. I was leader our people and as such I felt the urge to disband the position of my second in command, Gabriel Hues. At

"And I'm lucky to get TRAPPED IN SHACKLES with you. Thank you for bringing out the best in me..." Athena detached from him and ran towards the boat, shouting happily. "Hurry up, babe! Show me what you got!" Terrence watched his wife, smiling as he thought. 'From the moment that my eyes fell on you, I have known that you are mine, Athena Stanford Adams. Even if you became Zenith Monroe, you are still bound to be mine...' *** THE END *** Kindly leave you reviews please.

"You will find out what happened Jackson or I will leave you in a worse faith than Sam." Jackson scalped numbed as he heard his wife's voice. Jackson may be the richest man in New Michigan but Emilys temper was renowned in the light and dark of the city. As he recovered from his wife's threat she straightened up "I will never stop Emily" Jackson stated Coldly . ________________________________________ Meanwhile.... Floating in pitch black Michaels senses were dulled no sight, no sound, no smell only his thoughts.

- she asks me when my hands touch her face and the sparks come back. Fuck I love these sparks. “You tell me” - I tell her frustrated. ** End of Flashback ** “Alpha” - I hear Charlie on the mind link “Yes” - I reply “Problem at the southeast border” - he barks and I stand up and I run out of the house. Once I reach outside Archer takes overturning my clothes into nothing. “Thanks for that” - I tell him “You’ve been too tamed” - he barks at me while he runs to the border.

This stupid thing will lead them straight for me. I begin to panic. There has to be a way as I tug at the shackle trying to take it off. No use, it’s not going to slip off and I can’t pull it apart. Think. Think. I reach for a rock and am about to smash it against the shackle but I chicken out. What if I hurt myself more as I drop the rock into the water.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧-𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐱

“They only doubt because they do not see beyond fur and claws. You have something that they cannot understand just yet. Endurance. You have a strong spirit. That is what strength is.” Silver really wanted to believe her father’s words. She wanted the words to be her anchor, but when she looked around at the circle, her gaze met her father's beta, Marcel and he held onto it, heavy with judgment. He whispered to another elder next to him, and their heads bowed down in silent agreement. She did not know what message they passed to each other, by it made her stomach twist.

The drive to the safe house was eerily silent. The cityscape outside the car window blurred into a mix of shadows and faint lights as we moved through the dark streets, our tires humming on the slick pavement. My thoughts were a tangled mess, and every turn we took seemed to lead us deeper into the unknown. But it wasn’t just the mission weighing on me—it was Carter. His tension was palpable, a quiet storm simmering beneath the surface, and I couldn’t help but feel like I was standing on the edge of something far bigger than either of us.