Laura
  • WpView
    Reads 3
  • WpVote
    Votes 0
  • WpPart
    Parts 1
WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Mar 1, 2017
Laura stared out of the iron bars of her cell, staring into the icy wasteland that her home had become. Today was the day. The day that she was destined to restore this land. But how? She pulled at the cuffs surrounding her wrists and feet. Chained to the wall in a prison cell in the most impenetrable castle in the coldest land ever. Or close to. She sat down on the cot in the corner of the small cell and contemplated her escape. It wouldn't happen. Everyone had been herded into the castle to be either kept warm or be sold into slavery, dependant on their social status. Laura just had one question. How? WARNING contains graphic depictions of sexuality and VERY graphic depictions of violence. 18+ just sayin.
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Tied to You
  • Little Red and the Big, Bad, Wolf.
  • Silk Skin and Smoke (Age Gap)
  • Raider's Treasure (Alpha Barbarians Book 1)
  • Iron & Ice #ONC2024
  • The Ring
  • Blood Pet
  • The Curse of the Silenced Wolf
  • Open for Negotiation
  • Darling Mine (My Darling 1)

Some cages don't have locks. Evelyn's childhood home has never felt empty-not after the accident, not after she lost her parents, and not after Jace moved in. He's always been there. Through every scraped knee, every heartbreak, every moment that shaped her into the person she is. So she doesn't question the way he watches over her. The way he always knows where she's been. The way the house feels smaller than it used to. Jace is struggling. Just like she is. And she won't abandon him now. But when Knox enters her world, something shifts. For the first time, she feels like she can breathe. Like the walls around her aren't closing in. And that's when she starts to notice them-the cracks in the life she thought she understood. The silence that lingers too long. The way Jace watches when he thinks she isn't looking. The feeling of being trapped in a house that was never supposed to be a cage. Something is wrong. It always has been. And by the time she realizes the difference between love and captivity-it might be too late to run.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines