Apa Itu Boundless Novels & Stories

I really didn’t want to see anyone else at that moment except Freya and, by coincidence or plan, Aaliyah. “The journey ahead is long. You are strong. You’ll be fine.” Aaliyah tried encouraging me but I didn’t want it from her. “Take this…” She removed the back and gave it to me. “Inside it are what you need for your journey. There’s a compass that glows when you get closer to your destination.” I took the bag and hung it around my neck. The sun completely set. My ride had arrived. It was time to go. We walked together to the car the was waiting for me. My luggage was in the car already.

"You should all know how terrifying a Skybound Revenant is. It can fly, burrow, and possess immense power. "Necrobounds thrive on human vitality. If one of them successfully evolves into a Skybound Revenant, I'd say the death of tens of thousands of people would be a conservative estimate."

Yuna, the woman who had loved him so much, wasn't just sulking. She had really left. And she had even severed their mate bond. "How do I restore the bond?" Damon's voice was terribly hoarse. The healer shivered under his stare, his back cold with fear. "Only if Luna herself agrees. Otherwise, no one can force a bond that's already broken back together." Damon slammed his hand on the table, knocking the medicine bowl off it. It shattered across the floor. His eyes were heavy with too many emotions. There was anger, shock, a violent sense of being betrayed, and a panic he didn't even want to admit.

Lyra's hands, flat on her thighs, pressed down hard against the fabric. "It's faint," Sable continued. "Deeply suppressed — more than I've encountered before. It's not dormancy, it's not natural recession. It's been — held under." She frowned slightly, the expression of a person encountering something that doesn't match their template. "This kind of suppression doesn't happen accidentally. It requires sustained application. Something external." "From birth," Lyra said. Sable looked at her. "Possibly earlier." Lyra sat in the assessment chair and breathed through it. Four in, hold, four out. The old system. It had gotten her through an attic. It could get her through this.

Above them, the sky stretched wide and endless. And somewhere deep beneath it all— The bond pulsed. Unbreakable. Unchosen. Unstoppable. 🩸

“So high… I could barely breathe when I climbed it. The sky was gray, not stormy though, but… empty. Like it had forgotten how to hold the sun.” Nana said nothing and simply listened as Thalia’s voice grew steadier, yet distant, like she was still half in the dream. “At the very top,” she went on, “there was a tree. It stood all alone. There were no grasses around it, no flowers. Just soil… dry and cracked like it hadn’t been touched by rain in years.” Her gaze was still on the ceiling, but her eyes were far away. “The tree was tall... But tired. Its trunk was scarred. Its branches bent. And its leaves…” She swallowed. “They were falling. One by one, drifting away without sound.”

AVA I woke up with a pounding headache, my limbs heavy and sore. My eyes fluttered open, the room around me coming into hazy focus—a cold, dimly lit space with concrete walls and the faint hum of distant machinery. As I shifted, I realized I couldn’t move my arms. Panic set in, and my breath quickened. My wrists were bound tightly behind me. A groan escaped my lips as I tugged at the restraints, but they wouldn’t budge. It was then that I noticed Liam, slumped beside me, his head hanging low.

"What does concern you is what I'm offering you in return. " With graceful fingers, he shoved another document across the table, a bank statement that was so colorful that she was a bit ill-advised. “Full payment for your father’s treatment and aftercare. Clearance of all outstanding debt. A generous monthly allowance. And at the end of the three year term, a final balance large enough to enable you to finish your education and to establish yourself. Aria's hands trembled as she reached out for the papers. "This is outrageous. "It's a business deal, " he corrected, "one that covers most of your issues pretty well.

"The ones who swore their lives to the truth. To protect the bloodline. The blood oath isn’t just a story it’s a bond. It’s magic, and it's tied to your very soul." I shook my head. This was too much. "I don’t understand. I just want to go back." Her smile faded a little. "You will. But you needed to see this first. The bond has awakened in you. It’ll only grow stronger from now on. The visions, the voices… they’ll return. You need to learn to control it. Or it will consume you." "Visions? Voices?" "The past lives of the Oathed," she said softly. "They live in you now."

My reflection showed a red mark on my neck, and around that mark were hickeys. I slept naked, so I also saw bruises all over my body, especially near my joints. Goddammit! Wait, if the bruises were real, did that mean what happened last night was real too? If that was the case, then my soul must've transmigrated into Nathaniel's doll and shared her senses. Which also meant Nathaniel did have a girl he loved but couldn't get, and he was also a beastfolk! Joy beyond any description filled my heart. I jumped up and down with joy, laughing loudly. Finally, I could blackmail him! I charged right into his company to verify my guess."