flaming chains

I died not knowing Rowan had fallen for another. So, I made a deal with the witch, exchanging my wolf heart for seven days of life. Seven years ago, during a territorial conflict between wolf tribes, I lost my sight while saving Rowan. My deal with the witch not only gave me seven days but also restored my vision. Overjoyed, I rushed to Rowan’s home under the moonlight. I was eager to share my miracle with him, even if I had only seven days left.  However, he was in the arms of another woman. Rowan’s cruel words echoed in my mind: "You know how to please me so much better than that blind princess ever did." "I’ve had enough of her lifeless eyes. Every time I look at her, I feel like I’m shackled by chains of duty and morality. I can’t breathe around her!" His harsh words and the sounds of their intimacy crushed the last of my hope. I was going to die soon, and with the short life I had traded the wolf heart of a Moonshadow Wolf Tribe Princess for, I had only lived long enough to witness Rowan’s betrayal.

"Ava, now!" Virin's voice sliced through the suffocating darkness, sharp and urgent. My body moved before my mind could catch up, legs burning as I sprinted toward the van where Kyra and Priti waited, their faces pale with terror. "Run! Faster, Ava!" Priti's frantic scream tore through the night, her fists slamming the steering wheel as if sheer willpower could propel me forward. My lungs screamed for air, my legs trembled with exhaustion, but I couldn't stop-not when freedom was just ten steps away. Ten. Nine. Eight- "Ava!" His voice cut through the chaos, low and venomous, freezing me mid-stride. It wasn't a command. It was a threat-a promise of destruction. "If you don't stop right now, I'll kill everyone who dares to stand between us!" The weight of his words coiled around me like chains, choking the air from my lungs. I knew he didn't bluff. I knew what he was capable of. "Not now, Ava! Run!" Virin's desperate voice shattered my paralysis as his grip yanked me forward, dragging me the final agonizing steps to the van. We tumbled inside, slamming the doors shut. For a fleeting moment, I dared to look back. There he stood, his figure looming in the distance, chest heaving with fury. His dark eyes burned with a rage that made my stomach twist. Slowly, he raised a finger, pointing at me. "You are mine," he growled, stabbing the same finger into his chest. Over my dead body. ***** Ava's life once seemed perfect-best friends, a family she adored, and a love that felt like destiny. But perfection shatters. Caught between two men-one who sparks a fire she can't extinguish, and another who offers solace laced with shadows- Ava is thrust into a web of secrets, lies, and dangerous temptations.

Athena Solitaire Madrigal loves night parties. She loves how the party lights boomed with the music she always danced to. She loves living her life to the fullest. Without worries and just happiness. But everything changed when one unfaithful night came. She didn’t expect things to happen only to realize that someone is watching her. Someone is proclaiming that she is his. She tried to run away until she found herself chained to the alpha king. ******* He throws me inside the dark room. I could only feel hatred and fear. “Get me out of here, Damon!” I screamed. He walked close to me and lifted my chin to meet his cold brown eyes. “No, you won't, Athena.” He said darkly and with his strength, I felt the cold chains locking my ankle. I tried to kick him and squirm out of his arms. “No! Please…let me go—” I gasp when he tightly gripped my jaw. Tears stream down my eyes. “You are…chained to me, Athena. The day you were born is the day when your life became mine...only mine, Athena.”- ALPHA DAMON

Eloïse Woods, who adheres to her mom's footsteps in becoming an Ankara fashion designer, Meets the elegant embodiment of a telenovela model. Like water to a dying plant is this mysterious man to a desiccating heart. Eloïse breaks the suffocating chains of her dad's guidance as she plunges into the arms of the first man she decides to donate her heart to. A building begins to crumble, Fingers are pointed, Someone is used, A heart is broken. Can every broken heart really be mended? Romance/Mystery

From the International bestselling author JP SINA comes a steamy, dark romance! Vera, a she-wolf haunted by an abusive past, struggles to break free from the chains, forcing her to relive her trauma. "The best way to get over a man is to get under another," her best friend's words echo in her mind as Vera explores Mythinder, a dating app for the paranormal. When a tattooed sergeant with red flags promises to give her everything she needs, she finds it hard to stay away. Dane's raw intensity and morally grey villain vibes call to Vera's dark romance-loving heart. Their worlds collide in a mesmerizing dance of passion and intensity as Vera grapples with the magnetic pull toward a man who challenges everything she claimed she would leave to her bookish fantasies. He pushes the limits of her newfound freedom. Can she hand over control? Better yet, can she trust him not to shatter what's left of her heart? Must be 18+. Content is not suitable for minors. CWs include: Grape, SA, Physical Assault, and Graphic Spice.

Jason Bell is a man fighting with the demons of a judgemental society , he meets carefree Seraphina Williams who is determined to avoid the chains of society and he falls in love .After two years away from home the carefree Seraphina returns to the ever conscious Jason looking for a fake relationship to get her ever protective parents off her back but is tricked into a marriage that is supposed to last a year .What will happen at the end of the year , will Seraphina still insist on a divorce as agreed or will she stay with the man she married for convenience ?Follow Jason Bell on his quest to get Seraphina to take his heart .

Mia's world turned upside down the day her own flesh and blood, her father, traded her to the creatures of the night. She was powerless in the face of his betrayal, forced into a life of servitude and submission at the hands of her new masters. The darkness of her captivity surrounded her like a shroud. Yet, amidst the hopelessness and fear that threatened to consume her, Mia struggles with an unexpected and forbidden emotion: attraction. Her captor was unlike any other creature she had encountered before - powerful, alluring, and utterly captivating. Despite her anger and resentment towards him for holding her captive, Mia could not help but be drawn to the raw power and magnetism that he exuded. She wondered how long she could resist the pull that seemed to grow stronger with each passing day. But even as she grappled with her feelings, Mia remained determined to escape her captors and break free from the chains that bound her.

"Kill her!" "Kill her!" "Kill her!" They all chanted as she knelt before them with her head hung low. Her wet hair clung to her face as her heart hammered against her chest. She was going to die. Her hands were tied behind her and her legs were shackled with huge chains that sent bristle shock through her body. Her throat kept bobbing, forcing the lumps down. It has finally come to this. She thought to herself. •••• She was nothing but a weak and cursed Omega. Left to die in the terrifying Black Forest, Nyx was captured by slave hunters who wanted to have her sacrificed for the Alpha King’s sister's marriage. Her salvation came in the image of her mate, Zenith Hells, the Lycan King. But there was an hindrance. Zenith was not here for a mate but for an arranged bride. What happens when she is suddenly caught between the royal struggle for power and the throne? Will she be able to get her mate from the clutches of his fiancée and the chaos that roamed the streets of the Lycan Lands or will she be left to tend to her broken heart?

“I, King Damien Thorne reject you as my mate.” I always thought I was Cinderella, that I was gonna find my mate the day I turned eighteen and then happily ever after. But I was all wrong because it came as a slap in the face. Bringing me to the cold reality of my fate. I was a slave, not a princess. And he was King, not a prince. Viola Graham fell from being the princess of her pack to having chains and shackles around her neck and feet, battered and torn and betrayed. Her identity of being the Alpha’s daughter, she must hide from the man who stared at her with hatred and contempt. He realized the slave brought to him is his mate. A second chance mate he never hoped for after his fated mate died cruelly in his arms and he lived in the emptiness to strengthen his pack. Will he be able to open his heart to the weird violet-eyed woman and love again? What happened when she fake her death and run away because of secrets that had made their love turn into hatred?

For years, no one had been able to activate the last dragon's heart. No one except a poor young thief. ___ She only had one job–stealing a precious stone. Yet it landed her with an overbearing dragon. ___ Locked and chained, Scar suddenly awakened when his heart palpitated for the first time in decades, coming face to face with a young girl cradling his heart. In his vengeful attempt to get it back, they activate the spell binding him to her. Now not only was his heart stolen, but he was also enslaved. Scar vowed to kill the girl once the bond was broken. The only problem is no one had ever successfully broken a dragon bond, nor would it allow him to harm its new master. ___ "Oh... um ... sorry. I didn't mean to…um.. pry. I'm... gonna go now." I stuttered, inching backward from his penetrating gaze, glancing around for a way out. "I don't know who you're, but I do know you're not here willingly. Seeing as you're chained and all." Silence. "How about I set you free, and in return, you get us out of here?" Silence. Maybe he couldn't talk, so I did the only thing I could. Grabbing the keys, I fumbled with the heavy chains of his cage. His gaze finally shifted to the wooden box I dropped on the floor. "Fancy, isn't it?" I said. "I've never seen anything like it before. But then again, I'm not familiar with expensive stuff." A deep rumble rattled from his throat, freezing me in place. I glanced up at him wearily. "Run." And then he was charging towards me. ___ Tropes: Enemies to lovers. Hidden identity. Reverse harem. Betrayal. Revenge. Arranged marriage. Contract. Escape with pregnancy. Forced proximity. ___