Shackles Stories

Book one of the Chain saga Paris walks quickly on the slippery-ice on her way to her flat. The frost had started to kiss her toes and fingers and she longed for the warmth of her house. A man holding a book-bag in one hand and an umbrella in the other walks in her direction, coming from the street her flat was on. He walks dangerously fast and he slips, his books spreading out all over the ice-covered street. Paris rushes over to him and asks, "Are you alright sir?" "Yes, thank you. I'm fine can't say the same about my books though." "No, i suppose not." Paris agrees and starts to gather up his books, the man makes no attempt to assist her in any way other than watching her intently. "Here you go." Paris says holding the mans books to him. "Thank you, well i better get going. Have a nice day." "Wait one more thing." The man said making Paris turn around and walk back the two steps she'd taken. Before Paris could say another word the man had injected her with a sleeping serum. Making her slip into darkness in a matter of seconds. "Now, we go home my princess." He whispered into her ear. WARNING CONTAINS PHYSICAL VIOLENCE, RAPE, KIDNAPPING AND VIOLENCE!!

A collection of notes, poetry and other rambles that have no place to go... **I have a new pocket sketchbook, where I write short phrases along with a sketch. The phrases will be posted in here as well.**

Kish and his mother are both born into slavery throughout the time period of the mid-1800s and are now just seeing the life of freedom at the end of the Civil War. with the reconstruction of the south, under the guidance of the union troop occupation, the new "freeman," that were the previous slaves to the plantations of the south and their owners, experiences their newly discovered freedom. But the Joyeuse uproar is halted after the experience has faded in the slap of reality hits them all harshly, now having to face not only their previous sovereigns, but the harsh conditions that they have to live now having to pay for necessities. Having the expenses of their labor drained from them. With what was thought possible the ex-slaves now face less food less shelter and even less hope for a prosperous future.

I'm going to tell you a secret/ and I hope that you can keep it./ I think I've lost my mind/ for to be insane I seem inclined.

It's cold and dark, endless darkness. The echo of shackles and blood curdling screams pierced his ears. Revenge. All he could think of was revenge. The anger, the desperation, all of it boiling up inside of him. Trapped in this prison, reduced to a memory of his former self. He's out for blood. Will he be able to revive his once infamous name or remain forever forgotten?

Because I care what you think

Being held prisoner by one who is obsessed with you and you no longer love.

Your inner fears...your inner being...some say it's the insane talking...others say your sub-conscious...but what about those voices? what about when your world blacks out and you wake up in a different place?...asylum p.s voting and leaving your thoughts would be epic!

Just a day of pain and relation struggle.

Pretty much just a collection of poems i have written. I'll add as the years go by. I don't normally write poems but tell me what you think. =D

In a society where vampires are superior to humans, Ellianna feels it's a privilege to be the personal servant of Marcus Ishkov, except that he's known through out the world to be extremely cruel to his servants. Will Ellianna be able to melt the heart of this cold-blooded character, or will something much more...bloody...occur?

A shackled skeleton lies in a shallow grave, cursed and restless, stirring at night with a hunger that refuses to die.

Michael is unlucky and always was. A few years ago, he ended an overwhelming relationship with his boyfriend because of reasons that have yet to be uncovered. Years later, the same man is coming back, he's a billionaire, he's powerful and he only wants one thing that he could give everything for: Michael. Is this revenge he wants ? Love ? Only he knows what he has captured the boy for. Can't wait for you to read it !!! But if you're not into boyxboy, raping, torture, twisted love and all that stuff, don't read my story.

A world where Adam was sent to be punished, we search for satisfaction and peace there. This Poem depicts the corrupted idea of worldly fulfillments, joy and expectations.

A celebration of free poetic expression of the sensible and the nonsensical life where invisible forces push and pull our ever-expressive beings.

A young, free-spirited author named Amaziah, shortly after the mysterious disappearance of thousands around the world, is asked to be a ghost writer for the most increasingly powerful man in the world. He is given a mansion in Turkey, in the most beautiful place he had ever seen. Amaziah thought he had everything he had ever dreamed of, that was until he stumbled upon a mysterious white horse living in a dilapidated barn in a forest on the back of his property, and everything changed.