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You set the rules

作者: Toria_writes
last update 公開日: 2026-03-28 06:59:17

Gianna.

I woke up with the weight of another dream pressing against my chest. The same girl again—her face blurred, her voice familiar like a half-remembered song. A pang of nostalgia twisted through me, unsettling and soft at the same time.

I couldn’t shake the feeling that I knew her, though my mind refused to give me any answers.

My head throbbed painfully. I groaned and swung my legs off the bed, grabbing my robe. I had to check on Mum.

She was just coming out of her room, her brow furrowe
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  • FATEBOUND: Mated to my step-brother   Hopefully it gets better

    Gianna.I didn’t know how to feel about going to school today.Not in the dramatic way, I hate school kind of way.Just… blank.Like my emotions showed up late and didn’t bother explaining themselves.I stood in front of the mirror longer than necessary, staring at my reflection like it might tell me something useful. My eyes looked the same. My face looked the same.But something underneath it all felt… off.Tired didn’t even cover it.It was deeper than that.Like my body had been running all night without me.I dragged a hand through my hair and exhaled slowly.“I don’t even care enough to care,” I muttered under my breath.I grabbed my bag anyway.Because life doesn’t pause just because you feel like you’re unraveling quietly.Ivan was already waiting downstairs.Of course he was.Leaning slightly against the car, phone in hand, but not really using it. The moment he heard my footsteps, his head lifted, eyes finding mine immediately.That small shift in his expression…It didn’t g

  • FATEBOUND: Mated to my step-brother   something to hold unto

    Gianna.The ride back felt longer than it should have.Not because of the distance.Because of everything sitting quietly between it.The moment we stepped out, mum was already there.Waiting.Like she hadn’t just been told something that could split everything open and leave nothing the same.Her eyes found mine immediately.And something in them softened… just a little too much.“Mum—”She didn’t let me finish.Her arms wrapped around me before I could even process it. Tight. Careful. Like she was trying not to break something fragile.Or maybe… like she thought I already was.I stood there for a second.Stiff. Unsure.Then slowly—I melted into it.My fingers curled lightly into the back of her shirt, gripping just enough to ground myself. She smelled the same. Warm. Familiar. Safe.And for a moment—everything else went quiet.She pulled back just enough to look at me, her hand coming up to cup my face, her thumb brushing lightly over my cheek like she needed to feel that I was st

  • FATEBOUND: Mated to my step-brother   Not everyone survives being broken

    Gianna.The seer didn’t look at him.Her eyes were still on me.“I know why you came.”A pause.Then—“It has already begun.”My brows pulled together before I could stop it.“What has?” I asked.Her head tilted slightly.Not confused.Not surprised.Just… interested.“You feel it,” she said.Not a question.A statement.My fingers twitched faintly at my sides.And right on cue—that pressure behind my eyes pulsed again.Sharp.Quick.Gone before I could fully react.I swallowed.“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”Her lips curved faintly.Not a smile.Something quieter.Something that made it feel like she knew exactly what I was trying not to say.“You will.”Silence settled again.Heavier now.Thicker.Like the room itself was listening.Ivan stepped forward slightly beside me.“We were told there’s a way to break it,” he said, his voice steady. Controlled.Her gaze finally shifted to him.Slow.Measured.“There is.”The words didn’t feel like relief.They didn’t open anythin

  • FATEBOUND: Mated to my step-brother   Ready?

    Gianna.The moment his lips left mine, the world didn’t rush back in the way I expected it to.It didn’t crash. Didn’t flood.It just… hovered.Like everything around me had paused mid-breath, waiting. Not for him. Not for anything outside of me.For me.Ivan’s hand was still at my waist, his thumb brushing lightly against the fabric of my shirt in slow, absent movements. Not impatient. Not demanding. Just… there. Like he needed that small contact to stay grounded.Or maybe that was me.I didn’t move.Because moving meant thinking.And thinking meant going back to it.Break the mate bond.The words didn’t hit like a punch. Not this time.They settled.Slow. Heavy. Unavoidable.My chest tightened, but it wasn’t sharp panic. It wasn’t that drowning feeling I was used to when things got too real.This was quieter.Deeper.Like something inside me had stopped reacting… and started listening instead.I stepped back slightly.Not away from him.Just enough to breathe.His hand slipped from

  • FATEBOUND: Mated to my step-brother   The cost of the curse.

    Gianna.The silence that followed my question felt heavier than the words that came before it.Ivan didn’t speak.Marcus didn’t either.And that… that was worse.Because silence only ever shows up when the truth is already too close to the surface.My pulse slowed in a strange way. Not calm. Just focused. Like my body was preparing for impact before my mind caught up.“I asked a question,” I said again, softer this time, but sharper underneath.Ivan shifted slightly.I noticed it immediately.That small movement he always made when he was trying to decide between honesty and protection.Marcus finally let out a breath.“Gianna—”“No,” I cut in quickly, my voice firmer now. “Don’t do that. Don’t start with my name like it’s supposed to calm me down.”Something flickered across Marcus’s face. Not anger. More like… understanding he didn’t want to have.Ivan stepped forward half a step.“Gia, it’s not what you think—”“That’s exactly what people say when it is what I think.”My chest tigh

  • FATEBOUND: Mated to my step-brother   What haven't you told me?

    Gianna.The walk back to my cabin felt longer than it actually was.Not because the distance had changed… but because my steps didn’t feel like they belonged to me anymore. Each one landed a fraction too heavy, a fraction too late, like I was following my own body instead of controlling it.I tightened my grip on the door handle when I got there.Just for a second.Breathing in.Out.Then I pushed it open.The cabin was quiet.Too quiet.The kind of quiet that didn’t feel peaceful… just empty. Like the walls were waiting for me to fill the silence with thoughts I didn’t want to think.I shut the door behind me and leaned against it for a moment, letting my head fall back lightly.My eyes closed.And immediately—That pressure again.Stronger now.It pulsed behind my eyes, not sharp, not painful enough to drop me to my knees… but deep. Like something pressing outward from inside my skull, testing the edges.I exhaled slowly.“This is getting ridiculous,” I muttered under my breath.But

  • FATEBOUND: Mated to my step-brother   Would we be able to find our way back to each other?

    Ivan.Morning in the community never really felt like morning.It felt like the world hadn’t fully decided who it wanted to be yet. Like even the air was standing there, waiting for permission to either soften… or turn sharp.I stood at the edge of the training grounds, watching the warriors move i

  • FATEBOUND: Mated to my step-brother   Growth in our relationship

    Gianna.One minute we were standing in the foyer of the house, bags barely zipped, tension still hanging in the air like a storm that hadn’t fully decided whether to break or pass. The next minute, we were pulling up at the community gates.Even if a part of me wanted to protest, I couldn’t. Not re

  • FATEBOUND: Mated to my step-brother   Blood-stained threat

    Gianna.Morning came… but it didn’t feel like it.It felt like the night had just… faded into something lighter, not softer. Like the darkness was still sitting somewhere in my chest, just quieter now.I was awake before my alarm.Not fully.Just… there.Eyes open. Staring at the ceiling.Thinking.

  • FATEBOUND: Mated to my step-brother   A dead body.

    Gianna.I didn’t realize I had stopped breathing……until my chest started to ache.Like my lungs had been quietly begging for air and I had just—ignored them.Alina was still standing there.Watching.Smiling.Not a real smile.Not the kind that warms anything.It just… sat there. Sharp. Unsettling

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